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Did you rather read another boring fanfic, where the good guy gets the girl? Or read the false prints on AL3, where Vegeta accidentally swaps his sunscreen with pre-cum, and notices his skin has cleared up overnight, inspiring him to finally retire the cup chair in Goku and Chichi's bedroom, and dedicate his time and effort into building a skincare brand that he aptly named Saiyan Pride. But he quickly runs into some legal issues, upon discovering the names Saiyan Pride has already been trademarked for Future Trunks' cocktail bar. Though fortunately for the prints, there has been no established legal precedent for alternate timelines overriding copyright ownership. So Vegeta continues to scale the company, while outsourcing massive reserves of pre-cum, from various alien donors across the cosmos. And this eventually cuts into Fenty's overall market share, revealing to the Z fighters that Rihanna is canon, and she absolutely is livid at the rise of Saiyan Pride, to which Balma tends to mediate, because she's a huge fan of the singer's artistry, and secretly hopes to facilitate a spot swap between her and Asap Rocky. But Vegeta's unapologetic about the brand's newfound success, and continues to churn out the cum, as the evils of capitalism have begun to sink its grips in his heart, like Bobby's magic once did, and he pledges to one day surpass the likes of Muskin Bezos, to become the world's first quadrillionaire, purely off the back of hard work, cheap labor, and poor semen retention. The false prints, guys, on AO3, stay brief.