— Vegeta —

"This technology…it's very complex." Bulma hummed as she inspected my disassembled space pod.

"The Freeza Force has the greatest technology in the universe. When you enslave countless planets and bring their greatest minds together, you're bound to get some ingenious advancements." I explained, earning a nod from her.

It's been a day since we arrived on Earth, and currently, Bulma and I are at one of her enormous work garages within Capsule Corp. Raditz, Launch, and Raunch are also here…somewhere.

"So, can you understand anything about it?" I questioned curiously, though I could already assume her answer.

"Hm. I can tell what the parts do, but they're so…different from what I'm used to." She explained while writing down some notes.

"I can provide aid where you're overly confused," I grunted, not actually wanting to do that. I had learned the basics of how the space pod worked, as was mandatory by each team to avoid being stranded on a planet or some other emergency. However, I didn't consider myself the brightest in terms of engineering and technology.

"That would be helpful, thank you." She answered, not looking at me but instead focusing her full attention on the space pod and her notes.

"I also have a request," I said, causing her to let out a sigh and look at me.

"What is it?" She questioned with a bit more heat than I expected.

I raised an eyebrow at the attitude she was giving me but quickly sidestepped it.

"Do you know how to build a gravity alteration device?"

"...I have never even thought about building such a thing, much less knowing how to build one."

That makes sense. There aren't many reasons a normal human would need one.

"Well, if we have any hopes of competing against Freeza and ending his tyranny, we'll need one." I crossed my arms. "Preferably in the ship you build."

"Then, one thing at a time." She waved me off. "Building the ship must take priority. It's confusing enough as is, though building a gravity alteration device shouldn't be too hard. I can already think of a few ways to apply such a thing." The blue-haired girl hummed in thought, flipped her notebook to a new page, and began writing again.

"That's acceptable. I'll be here."

She nodded and walked away, likely to organize each part with their respective duty within the ship and prepare larger ones for the new ship.

I remained in the garage, deciding to sit and close my eyes. This would be my life for the foreseeable future, and I only had two things on my mind for the time being.

Getting stronger and getting laid.

Upon arriving on Earth and seeing the women it had to offer, something about Saiyan instincts made my body tingle. Honestly, never in both of my lives have I felt such an uncontrollable lust—a primal urge to breed and be satisfied.

Even being around Bulma just now wasn't what I would call a fun experience. She was decently clothed with a white coat and modest clothing underneath, but still, my eyes couldn't help but wander down to her rear when she wasn't looking.

I needed to either… satisfy myself or get myself under control, and for the time being, I'm going with the latter.

There were two things you could never tame when it came to a Saiyan—their hunger and lust, whether it be for battle or breeding, and in my head, the latter was going crazy, especially with so many potential mates.

— Raditz —

"WAAAHHHHHH!" Raunch cried in the arms of Bulma's mother, Bikini.

"Oh dear, what's got you upset." Bikini began rocking Raunch around side to side, which soothed the baby girl.

"...How did you do that?" Raditz blinked. Never in his life had he been able to stop Raunch from her endless crying, no matter how much he tried. Hell, not even Launch could have done that when she had her blonde hair. Only blue-haired Launch stood any chance against the baby.

"Well, it comes from experience," Bikini giggled. "You need to think less about quieting the baby down and more about why the baby is crying. Giving a newborn what they need is their parent's duty."

Raditz nodded, writing every single word she said into his newly acquired notebook. Never in his life had he seen someone so good with children, and he'd be damned if he let this opportunity pass him by!

"Raditz!" Everyone in the common room turned to see Nappa standing at the door, holding a can of Hetap.

Raditz glared at the larger Saiyan before letting out a tired sigh. "What, Nappa?"

"Uncle Nappa…is here." Nappa grinned, walking into the room and toward Bikini.

Raditz gained a look of surprise as his eyes snapped from Nappa over to Raunch. He didn't know what would happen if Nappa got his hands on his baby, but he knew it wouldn't end well.

"Actually," Raditz said, walking over to Nappa and throwing his arm over his shoulder. "Vegeta told me that he has a mission for you."

"What is it?" Nappa asked with sparkling eyes.

Raditz nervously smiled at the giant Saiyan. He needed to find some way to stall Nappa long enough that he wouldn't ever think of coming near his daughter again.

Hell, if he could come up with something even longer lasting, then Vegeta may thank him for it.

"Vegeta wants you to assimilate yourself with the Earthlings, gain their trust and grow in fame for the sake of the Saiyan race. Only you can do this, Nappa."

"Only I…" Nappa whispered quietly to himself before grinning like a madman. "I'm gonna do it! I'm gonna become…a bad bitch."

With those words, Nappa rushed out of the room, slamming the door behind him.

Raditz let out a relieved breath.

Nappa was out of their hair for the time being, but knowing the dumbass, he would likely cause even more significant problems for them.

Raditz hoped that one day Vegeta would realize Nappa wasn't worth the trouble and kill him, but with Nappa's power, that was unlikely to happen.

— Vegeta (A Few Days Later) —

"So this is where you've spent the last twenty-five years, Kakarot?" I raised an eyebrow as I looked around the mountain from our place in the sky.

I had made my way over here from Capsule Corp to bring him over there. Waiting for the ship to be built was rather boring, and I needed someone to give me a bit of action.

"Uh-huh!" He smiled as he looked down at his home. "It has everything I could ever need!"

His saying that honestly didn't surprise me. Goku has always been a simple guy who lives off of nature. He's not very smart, but he's smart enough when it matters, and he doesn't think anything of material items.

"So, what did you need, Vegeta?" He asked with a curious smile.

"Why else would I come and mingle with hill-folk?" I raised an eyebrow. "I'm bored, and we never got to finish our spar earlier."

Kakarot gained a bright smile as he punched his palm. "I've been waiting for this, Vegeta!"

"Good," I smirked and jabbed my thumb behind me. "Let's give it our all this time, no holding back."

"Right!"

— Later —

I sat on a rock, looking down at Kakarot's broken body.

"Well, that didn't go any differently than before." I frowned.

Honestly, I should have known there was no way he could keep up with me, but I still thought that since it's Goku, he'd show me some bullshit anime power-up and give me a fight.

But here he was, lying on the ground with several broken bones while I was sitting on a rock with a bit of sweat dripping down my forehead and some bruises.

"It's a good thing we stopped by that cat's place before we traded blows." I crossed my arms and closed my eyes as Kakarot reached into his pocket and pulled out a Senzu bean. "Otherwise, we wouldn't have been able to go all out."

"Ehehehehe!" The orange gi-wearing idiot laughed, wincing in pain. "Yeah…you're really strong, Vegeta. Definitely the strongest person I've fought yet."

"And the strongest you ever will," I smirked. "I do not plan on staying at this level of power after all."

"Good, because neither do I." Kakarot declared as he sat up.

I opened my eye to see his body looking much better, meaning he ate one of the senzu beans.

When we visited Korin, we got a whole bag. I thought it would be necessary, considering we'll be training in high gravity for as long as we can.

With Freeza not hearing about Namek, we shouldn't have to race to grow in power. Instead, we should be able to take our time and grow as slowly or as fast as we wish.

Canon was beyond fucked at this point, and I've basically put aside any reservations I have for the time patrollers. If they're coming, then the best thing I could do is grow in power. If they aren't, then growing in power remains the best path. If my appearance in the world line was always predestined, making me not an outsider, but someone part of this world line, then it means I can do whatever the fuck I want, and it would technically be canon, so really, there is no harm in acting selfishly anymore.

"Is Bulma done with the training thingy?" Kakarot asked, pushing himself off the ground and standing.

"Thingy? You mean the ship?" I questioned with a frown.

"Yeah, that!"

"Why don't you just say that the first time around?" I shook my head in disappointment. "She's started the process of building it, but it'll probably take around a month in Earth time for her to finish, and even when she does, she'll have to add the gravity alteration."

"Gravity alteration?"

"The thing that makes the ship a "training thingy." I grinned at him as he made an 'oh' face.

"Wait, so what does the gravity thingy do?"

This guy…

"When it's done, it should multiply Earth's gravity by whatever number we input."

"Oh, like King Kai's planet?" Kakarot asked with his hand on his chin and a thoughtful frown on his face.

"Who?" I asked. Even though I knew who it was, I shouldn't, and I know King Kai can listen in on conversations. I'd rather not draw unnecessary attention to myself by invoking a God's name that I shouldn't know.

"Oh, he's someone I met while I was dead," Kakarot said nonchalantly.

"Yeah, speaking of that, how did you come back to life?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Dragon balls."

"The dragon's what?"

Kakarot blinked at my question before bursting out into laughter.

…I'm surprised he understood that, considering his relative innocence and pure heart.

"Not balls like these ones-" He said, pulling down his pants. I caught a mere glimpse before I averted my eyes.

"What the hell is wrong with you, you dundering buffoon?! Why the hell would I want to see that?!"

"Huh?" He asked, looking down and frowning. "What's wrong, don't you have them too? You are a guy, right, Vegeta?"

"...Please just tell me what these dragon balls are."

"Oh, right." Kakarot nodded, pulling up his pants and holding up seven fingers.

"The dragon balls are wish-granting orbs. There are seven of them in total, and when you gather all of them together, you can summon the eternal dragon, Shenron, to make any wish of your choice."

I faked a surprised look at his explanation. "So, why don't we just wish for a gravity machine or another better training tool?"

Kakarot shook his head. "We could later, but not now. Once Shenron grants a wish, the dragon balls scatter and turn to stone. Only once a year passes can anyone make another wish."

And with that, I have been explained the whole lore of the dragon balls and never have to sit through another shitty explanation of them.

"Alright, then we'll gather the dragon balls when the year is up and wish for better training tools." I grinned, and Kakarot nodded.

"Sounds good to me!"

— Chapter End —

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