Wassup, readers? I'm back with a fresh new chapter! Sorry it took so long, I've been busy with college. He's invading Littlest Pet Shop, so it'll be short. Here we gooooo!

"What in the Goddamn frick is Littlest Pet Shop?"

That's one.

"Whatever. What is it?"

A retarded show based on retarded toys from a retarded company. Now, shoot 'em up.

"You know it."

He grabs the Ace of Spades, the Ruinous Effigy, and the Wardcliff Coil, stows them, and prepares himself. He is teleported to a street in a semi-large city, on a sidewalk people were walking up and down. Nobody notices him because he's Deadpool, and people only notice him when he wants them too.

He sees, across the street, a cutesy little store with the words, "Littlest Pet Shop," written across a sign above the door. Deadpool smirks and strolls across the street, miraculously not being hit by a car.

Once he reaches the store, he opens the door and saunters inside. A 13 year old boy looks up from the leashes he is hanging and says, "Welcome to Littlest Pet Shop, is there anyt-"

Deadpool shoots him dead in the forehead with the Ace of spades without a word. "Yeah, you could shut the hell up."

Everyone screams and attempts to escape, not realizing that Deadpool has barred the door from the outside. He changes to Ruinous Effigy and rains down fire, turning people left and right into transmutation spheres. He makes effort not to hit animals, since they don't know any better not to come here.

After this goes on for five minutes, he walks to the back and kicks the door to the play room open. Inside are a 14 year old girl and 8 assorted peculiarly colored animals. He swaps out Ruinous Effigy for the Ace of Spades and shoots each creature dead, sparing the girl for last. She quivers, covered in animal blood, and squeaks, "Wh-why are you doing this?"

Deadpool only smirks and says, "You retard." Bang.

FIVE MINUTES LATER:

Deadpool stood outside and readied the Wardcliff Coil. He takes aim at the store, presses the trigger, and rains Hellfire upon the cursed building. After the magazine runs out, the building is reduced to smoking rubble. Deadpool smiles at his destruction. "Gimme something strong, now!"

I give him a mug of rum. He downs it in one go and says, "Perfect."

He reappears in the Google homepage where the words, "Doctor Who, Alien, or Destiny 2?" He turns to look at you, the reader, and says, "Well? Which one, guys? Comment or no more chapters! I mean it this time!"