Deadpool hit the floor face-first. It wasn't dirt or grass; it was cold, polished linoleum. He scrambled to his feet, frantically checking his reflection in a nearby storefront window.
"Thank the sweet, cinematic gods!" Deadpool shouted, kissing the floor. "I'm back in 4K! Look at these pores! Look at this scarring! I'm a high-definition disaster again! tum, look at me! I'm beautiful in a 'burning trash can' sort of way!"
They weren't just back in the mall. The Nexus Mall had expanded. The ceiling was now three miles high, and the storefronts stretched into infinity.
The New Residents
Walking past a Hot Topic was Denji (Chainsaw Man), who was currently trying to eat a plastic display of fake ramen. Beside him, Aki was holding his bridge of his nose in pure exhaustion.
"I'm telling you, Aki, if I eat the plastic, I'll become the Plastic Devil!" Denji yelled, his stomach growling loud enough to shake the shelves. "I just want some calories that don't taste like cardboard!"
"It's not food, Denji," Aki sighed. "It's a marketing tool. Put it down before I have to call the Mall Security."
The Ultimate Security
Standing at a nearby kiosk, leaning casually against a stand of 'Unlimited Void' branded sunglasses, was Satoru Gojo (Jujutsu Kaisen). He lifted his blindfold slightly, watching the chaos with a smirk.
"Well, well," Gojo chuckled, popping a sweet into his mouth. "The neighborhood just got a lot noisier. I didn't think anyone could survive a server crash that big. You guys look like you've been through a blender."
"Who are you, the 'Main Character' of the eyewear department?" Deadpool barked, stomping over. "Listen, Buddy-Go-Lightly, we've got a Super Saiyan, a bald god, and a demon king with a hairpiece emergency. We don't need a guy with pretty eyes making us look bad!"
The Clown in the Kitchen
Suddenly, a massive explosion rocked the Food Court. A cloud of purple gas billowed out from a Panda Express, followed by a high-pitched, manic cackle.
The Joker (DC Comics) stepped out, holding a tray of orange chicken that was currently glowing neon green. He was wearing a "Kiss the Cook" apron over his purple suit.
"I told them the secret ingredient was laughter!" The Joker screamed, tossing a handful of 'Chuckle-Nuggets' at a group of fleeing Uchiha ninjas. "But nobody appreciates the culinary arts these days! It's all 'help, help, the gas is melting my face'!"
Saitama walked up to the Joker, looking at his empty tray. "Hey. Did you just blow up the only place that had the lunch special? I was really looking forward to the double-portion rice."
The Joker froze, his grin widening as he looked up at the bald man. "And what are you supposed to be? An egg that wandered away from the breakfast menu?"
"I'm a hero for fun," Saitama said, his fist tightening. "And you're a guy standing between me and my orange chicken."