Nature's Way, by Dickfart
Vegeta walked out of his bedroom one morning in just his spandex pants and boots. He picked a wedgie out of his royal buttcrack with one hand and scratched eye gook away with his other. He designates one hand the butt hand, and the other hand the eye hand, so that he never gets pink eye. Unlike Kakarot, he isn't stupid.
Before he could turn into the bathroom and drop a royal steamer, the doorbell rang. He yelled for Bulma to go get it. Then he yelled for one of Bulma's robot slaves to go get it. Both ignored him.
The doorbell rang again, so he clenched his cheeks together and got the door himself. He was a man. He could tough out last night's tower of sausage burritos and an entire keg of Bud Light.
"WHAT?!" said Vegeta, ripping the door of its hinges. It was Broly.
"KAKAROT?!" Broly said, Dick Manginaly.
"FOR THE LAST TIME, KAKAROT DOESN'T LIVE HERE!"
Vegeta broke the door over Broly's head, pulled down his pants, and let the gassy, fermented brown chunks spray all over Broly's stupid face.
"I HOPE YOU LIKE PINK EYE, YOU DISOBEDIANT CRYBABY PIECE OF GARBAGE!"
"KAKAROOOTT!" said Broly, licking the royal shit off his chops because he's gross. Vegeta wiped his ass on Broly's pants and walked back into the house.
"GO BE VOICED BY A PEDOPHILE SOMEWHERE ELSE!" said Vegeta, tossing a keg of Natty Daddy on Broly's head. Broly's skin started to smoke, and he ran off screaming KAKAROT in some random direction Vegeta didn't care about.
"Vegeta, who was that?" said Bulma, with baby Trunks in her arms. "And UGH, what's that awful SMELL?"
"Jehova's Witness," said Vegeta. "And it wouldn't smell so much if you made french toast and bacon like you promised."
"Fine, whatever," said Bulma, and she handed Vegeta Trunks. "But when the baby goes poopy you have to change his diaper."
"WHAT?"
"Thanks, hon," said Bulma, planting a kiss on his cheek. Vegeta was angry for approximately two seconds, and then a brilliant idea occurred to him.
"Let's pay uncle Kakarot a visit. Third class saiyans make excellent fecal receptacles, as I demonstrated on oh what's his face."
In case you were wondering, toilets didn't exist on planet Vegeta. Shitting on third class saiyans was the natural way of things, and if Vegeta didn't introduce his son to it young then, well, he'd miss his chance. Now wouldn't that be just tragic?
The End