(This will be the final part of my epic story. I hope you all enjoy!)

ON WITH THE TALE!

Trunks found Vegeta atop a high plateau punching at the empty air in front of him, and everyone knows that makes you stronger. Vegeta saw Trunks approaching before he had arrived and ceased his training vigil. He had a rather annoyed look on his face.

"Want do you want, Trunks?" Vegeta asked, arms crossed.

Trunks pointed at his father accusingly. "You were tasked with opening all of the bottles of ketchup at home, yet I have found one that has remained unopened!" Trunks reached into his satchel and presented the evidence. "What do you have to say for yourself?"

Vegeta shrugged. "I haven't been home for weeks. Your mother must have acquired it after I left."

"Don't place the blame on mother's shoulders!"

"But… it is her fault, Trunks."

"That may be, but… um…" Trunks tapped his index finger against his chin, thinking. "Well… can you just open the bottle?" He tossed the object to Vegeta.

"Fine," Vegeta replied. He grabbed the bottle in mid-air, grasped the cap, and pulled it off in one motion. He then screwed it back on so its contents wouldn't leak. "There. Now go away." He handed the bottle back to Trunks who accepted with an enormous grin on his face.

"Oh, thank you, father!" He flew high into the sky and headed straight home. Once there, he grabbed his plate of Freedom fries and poured a third of the bottle's ketchup onto the plate next to the fries. He grabbed a piece of the fried potatoes and dipped it into the tomato product. He brought it up to his mouth and took a bite of it, chomping off half of the fry. His face twisted in disgust once he realized the Freedom fries were cold. Trunks threw the fries away.

THE END!

Spider-Man: Wait… that's it?

Iron Man: That's it.

Spider-Man: Laaaaame.