Hello! back again eh? could not refuse the awsomeness of....of this fic. i agree, this thing is probably gonna end up being lost in the site. but im determined to keep writing so the fans feel jiggly and so full of juice!!! JUICE!!!!!!.

So the journey began across the great country of japan as the Hinata apartment rentors....people piled into Deadpools new..well not so new car. It was odd for everyone to be piling into a vehicle. But it was more odd that deadpool had found a nineteen seventy two gremlin in japan. Everyone was tightly packed as the old lime green car rolled down the road, leaving a smog trail in its awsome wake. Motoko sat shotgun with her arms crossed, and mumbling under her breath.

"Why must you drive such a vehicle...it smells like....".

"MOTH BALLS!!! i know sweet cheeks....you love the smell, you guys wanna hear my mix tape?".

Deadpools words brought horror to the passengers, the last music he brought to the apartment building was the sounds of war. Resulting in Shinobu having nightmares, Naru waking up in cold sweats, Motoko having PTSD for some months and Keitaro was seen as a "VC" by Koalla su, who thought she was in Vietnam.

The music began to play through the blown speakers, at first it was classical...nice and soothing. Then the music slowly turned into someone scratching a chalk board and dophins making that loud yelping sound behind it. Even that wasnt enough, a cats hiss, a guys voice saying "Dude i farted" on a loop and a wet fart was added in.

Naru screamed "GOD! DEADPOOL!!!! what the hell is this!!!!".

Deadpool turned the car around a corner and looked over his shoulder before replying "something i threw together called drunkin monkey screws a kiwi".

Everyone stared at him, because it didnt sound like a monkey. Only when they heard the screech of a monkey slamming it to a kiwi harder than hell did the group yell their anger.

"WHERE DID YOU GET THESE DISCUSTING SOUNDS!!!".

"YOU LIKE IT, I DOWNLOADED IT OFF LEMONWIRE!!!!!".

They all plugged their ears as Deadpool "sung" along with the monkeys screams, while the people on the outside of the car screamed and thrashed around on the ground in agony as the car rolled by. The car rolled into a empty parking spot at a small convience store, Deadpool put the smog gremlin of death and agony or as he called it, SMGDA!! into park. He then raised his hand and twitched a finger, and at that very moment the car backfired, causing some people around it to hit the ground in fear of gunfire.

And so the motley crew of adventures proceeded across the street into the infurnal damnation of hell and brimstone...or as i call it.......a television broadcasting station!!.

"EVERYONE PUT YOUR HANDS ON THE GOD DAMN GROUND NOW!!".

The group looked at deadpool in shock, for he had unstrapped a barrett .50 cal sniper rifle from his back. But this barrett was far different from the bone stock one, for it's scope was replaced with a small red dot type scope....for room clearing. Why had no one pointed this oversized anti vehicle weapon out in the first place? because just like chuck norris, no one questions Deadpool.

"he's got a gun!".

"oh my god!!!!".

The whole place erupted into panic as deadpool unloaded two rounds of greatness into a wall, causing the people to stop and stare at the nice three feet round holes it produced. Deadpool smiled and began his speech.

"now i know some of you rejects of society have been putting these tv shows on...like craggle rock. i despise that show soo.....anywho! your going to put on some tv shows that put family values back into....well into the family!. I command you to put happy week, i love bucy and of course elite samurai death squad of death and blood onto the tv!!!".

Slamming another hole into the wall with the rifle, he then tossed it to Keitaro, who instantly fell over and hit the ground. Deadpool reached behind his back and pulled two .357 magnums out, letting loose the fire power into a painting of a bowl of fruit.

"DIE APPLE!!!!".

As chaos reigned around him, like the end of the world type scenario. Deadpools main focus was now in destroying the demon apple, which threatened america's way of life. The others sighed and began walking torward the tv station directors office, pushing calmly through the hoards of screaming people and burning furniture. Where did the furniture of flames come from? well it was added in for dramatic quality.

The Director, who looked like a seargent in vietnam after his whole squad had been wiped clean by the vc's during a recon mission into cambodia, he was sitting in his office in shock, viewing the security cameras. No one had been shot, but this certified freak was tearing apart a insignificant television station for a american tv show that had gotten decent ratings. Sure the creatures were freakishly ugly and kinda demonic looking, but isnt that popular now adays?.

The door to his office creaked open as the Hinata apartment residents filtered in. Motoko sighed as she shut the door closed behind herself. Her eyes went straight to the Director of television station, who was sweating bullets.

"this can end one of two ways...either you put educational shows about japanese history onto the television....or we'll let Deadpool spend a weekend in your public affairs office".

His whole body froze when he heard those words, that Deadpool character here!? for a weekend?!. The Director started shaking his head and while sitting at his desk, his heart felt like it was gonna exsplode from beating so fast. He put his head in his hands and did what any man in a situation that involved Deadpool would do...he cried.

At that very moment, Deadpool dropped his two magnums the way a cool movie star would. He then drew a Raging bull 500 magnum and screamed "GET SOME DEADPOOL!!!! GET SOOOOOOOOME!!!!". The oversized slugs tore through everything in his eye sight, the merc began to reload the beast of a handgun while walking up the steps toward a certain Directors office.

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"GOD SAVE ME!!!"

The director threw himself out of the third story window that overlooked the street, everyone inside of the office cringed as a sickning crack of bones was heard. The director used his only good limb, which was his right leg, to drag himself to relative safety. Deadpool came to the window and groaned, he was only going to fire blanks at him. maybe make him puke alittle and then cause him to piss himself. The merc with a mouth shrugged to himself as he began to think, only to have Motoko crack him across the skull, knocking him out cold.

The swordswoman threw down what was left of the lamp that she used as a improvised weapon. She had just about had enough of Deadpools "antics", including that little outburst he had in the lobby of the station.

"from now on, we watch what sites he goes onto when he gets on the internet!!!".