The next day had soon arrived. Both duos had arrived in a rock wasteland, not unlike those seen on Dragon Ball Z.
Genos said,"Good luck, master." Saitama replied,"Thanks."
Pipimi removed a golden hooded robe that Popuko had adorned.
Why she was even wearing it to a open sparring match in the first place, the world will never know.
Pipimi softly told her smaller friend,"Try not to destroy the universe, or else the company may reboot us."
Popuko nodded in affirmation, then got into a stance. She asked her opponent,"Ready to begin?"
Saitama simply picked his nose and replied,"Yeah, sure."
Popuko`s nostrils flared up and she charged forward. She punched Saitama in the face.
Saitama, unaffected by the blow, simply flicked Popuko in the nose, causing her to crash into a nearby boulder. Popuko sat up, shook her head, and glared at the Caped Baldy.
She performed a flying kick that sent Saitama flying towards the sky. She then clenched her fist ,which grew cartoonishly large, and began to screech,"POWERFUL ANIME PUNCH!"
Saitama took note of this new move, and as he began falling towards the small girl, he reared his own signature punch.
Both fists collided, and the ridiculously powerful shockwave sent both opponents flying towards different dimensions.
Popuko landed in France, specifically in a massive breadstick bowl.
"Wow, real creative, Mr. Story Nado.", thought Popuko in a sarcastic tone.
As she got out of the bowl, she muttered,"Stupid Saitama with his powerful punch."
She put an unnervingly realistic hand to her chin and thought,
"We both don`t have signs of exhaustion. There`s gotta be a way to defeat him!"
She looked at the breadsticks and as she grinned wickedly, she got an idea, a very awful, horrible idea...
Meanwhile, Saitama landed in a real life American superhero convention. Everyone looked at the Caped Baldy as he said,"Huh?"
"DUDES, IT`S ONE PUNCH MAN!", called out one spectator dressed like Mumen Rider.
"That`s an awesome cosplay dude!",said another dressed like My Hero Academia`s Tsyuu Asui.
Saitama looked around confused, and looked around the room. There were literally hundreds of cosplayers looming around him, all based on a very popular anime or American comic book. One cosplayer especially took his attention, which looked like a female version of...
...himself.
Sweat beads dropped from his forehead as Saitama thought,"Ok, this is really weird..."
Saitama cleared his throat and asked,"Ok, oddly dressed cosplayers, where am I?"
A random Krillin cosplay spoke up,"Dude, you can't be serious! You're at HeroCon!"
Saitama quietly said, "Huh?"