Deadpool was currently standing in front of a cracked mirror in a stolen Team Rocket trailer, trying to squeeze his muscular mercenary frame into a white crop-top with a giant red "R" on the chest.
"I look fabulous, tum! Look at the midriff! It's breathable, it's aerodynamic, and it says, 'I will steal your pet and then gaslight you about it!'" Deadpool struck a pose, nearly ripping the seams. "Plus, James is now my legally bound Poke-servant. James! Use 'Emotional Support'!"
James, still glowing with the faint purple aura of the Master Ball, stepped forward and began gently braiding Deadpool's mask-tabs. "Of course, Master. Would you like me to recount the tragic history of my wealthy upbringing while we prepare the net-launchers?"
"Shut up, you blue-haired Bih! We've got work to do!" Jessie screamed, kicking over a crate of stolen Potions. "The 'Twerp' is nearby! I can smell the plot armor and the unwashed Pikachu fur from here!"
The Mecha-Pool-Vindicator 3000
Outside, the classic Meowth balloon had been... upgraded. Thanks to some "borrowed" technology from the Capsule Corp warehouse Zoro stumbled into (while looking for a bathroom), it was now a giant, 50-foot tall mechanical version of Deadpool's head with cat ears and a laser-pointer for an eye.
"Behold, tum! The Mecha-Pool-Vindicator 3000!" Deadpool cackled, climbing into the pilot's seat. "It runs on pure spite and recycled Chimichanga grease! Aizen! Get in the back and stop touching your hairpiece! We're going hunting!"
Aizen sat in a corner of the cockpit, looking like he wanted to use 'Kurohitsugi' on the entire universe. "I am a god who transcended the boundaries of Soul Society. Why am I sitting in the ear of a giant metal cat with a man who thinks 'swag' is a personality trait?"
"Because you're a balding Mother Fu* who's stuck in this dimension with us!" Deadpool chirped, slamming a giant red button labeled GRABBY HAND.
The Golden Catch
The Mecha roared to life, stomping through the forest toward a campfire in the distance.
"There he is! The Twerp!" Meowth pointed a claw. "And look at that yellow glow! That Pikachu must be at least Level 100!"
"Target locked, tum!" Deadpool yelled. The giant mechanical claw shot out of the Mecha's mouth, flying through the air and grabbing a glowing, golden figure standing by the fire.
"WE GOT HIM!" Jessie cheered. "THE ULTIMATE POKEMON!"
The claw retracted, dragging the golden figure into the containment hold. But as the smoke cleared, it wasn't a small electric mouse.
It was a man. A man with spiky golden hair, glowing blue eyes, and a shirtless chest that looked like it was carved out of granite.
It was Super Saiyan Goku (Dragon Ball Z).
The "Ape" Problem
Goku looked around the metal room, completely unfazed by the giant lasers or the screaming mercenaries. He was currently chewing on a giant dinosaur leg.
"Oh, hey guys!" Goku waved. "Is this a new gravity chamber? It's a bit cramped, but the vibration is pretty good for my calves!"
Deadpool froze. He looked at the camera. "tum, we have a problem. We didn't catch a Pikachu. We caught a Super Saiyan. Specifically, the one who can blow up a planet by sneezing too hard."
"WHO IS THIS MOTHER FU*?!" Jessie screamed, backing away as Goku started doing push-ups on the ceiling.
"That's not a Pokémon, you idiots!" Deadpool yelled. "That's a 'Main Character'! If he gets hungry, he's going to eat the Mecha! If he gets bored, he's going to 'Kamehameha' us into the next season of Digimon!"
"Pardon me," Saitama said, sticking his head through the Mecha's trapdoor. "I found some berries. Also, the guy in the gold hair looks like he wants to fight. Should I punch the robot now or later?"