Hello to all zero of you reading this. I'm writing a side story to Journey of the Heroes. Basically this is a what-if story: what if, instead of Blythe, a bunch of my randomly chosen characters and internet celebrites were chosen for the role of meeting the pets? This! It's not really spectacular, but I had fun writing it.

Drake leaned back against the couch in his and Josh's room and sighed contentedly. Life was good in San Diego. He had a band, a ton of friends, and a girlfriend. "I wouldn't change my life even the slightest bit." He thought. Then, Josh entered the room.

"Oh hey, Josh, what's up?" Drake asked.

"Drake, I've got some good news and some great news!" Josh said excitedly.

"Oh yeah? What is it?" Drake asked as he grabbed a glass of milk.

"The good news is Dad got a promotion!" Josh replied.

"Whoa, seriously? That's awesome!" Drake said. "So what's the great news?" He asked as he sipped the milk.

"We're moving!" Josh replied. He was immediately met with a faceful of milk, courtesy of Drake's mouth. "...Oh geez, I just realized that that's BAD news!"

"For US it is!" Drake replied. "I have a life here!"

"Uh, me too!" Josh replied. Drake stared at him in disbelief for a few seconds before trying to stifle a laugh. "Y'know, you and Megan are the reason I go to therapy."

Meanwhile...

"Dude, why the hell are we moving to...Whatever the hell this place is called?" Anthony asked Ian in annoyance.

"Ugh! I told you five times already! We're trying to find the lost city of Atlantis!" Ian replied.

"Uh, I don't think we're gonna find it in the middle of a city." Anthony said in confusion.

"Ugh! Look, do YOU know where it is?!" Ian snapped.

"Uh, noooo. Nobody does." Anthony replied.

"Exactly! Now shut the hell up!" Ian snapped.

"...If I do, can we get a pizza?" Anthony asked.

"No, dude, we agreed on tacos!" Ian replied.

"Yeah, but I REALLY want pizza."

"Tacos."

"Pizza."

"Tacos."

"Pizza."

"Tacos!"

"Pizza!"

"TACOS!"

"PIZZA!"

"Would you two shut the hell up so I can sleep?!" Ian's mom said from the backseat.

"Oh, uh... sure, Mom." Ian replied.

"Bout damn time." Ian's mom muttered.

"Tacos." Ian whispered.

"Pizza." Anthony whispered back.

Meanwhile still...

"WILSON! I AM GONNA FREAKING MURDER YOU!" Taskmaster shouted. Deadpool was now genuinely scared. He couldn't really die of course, but he could feel pain, and Taskmaster was REALLY mad no-

"Hey! Enough with the exposition! Help me out here!" Deadpool snapped at the author.

Um... How do you want me to do that?

"I dunno! Give me something to do!"

Okay, uh... you're moving away in an attempt to escape the wrath of Taskmaster.

"Good idea! He'll never find me in...wait, where does this Littlest Pet Shop show take place?"

Hell if I know.

"Try doing some RESEARCH!"

I did! I couldn't find anything!

"Ugh... Wait, why is Taskmaster mad at me again?"

JUST GO GET PACKED!

"All right! All right! Geez!" And so, Deadpool left the scene to pack his Golden Girls DVDs and lucky underwear. "Everything else is not important!" Deadpool looked around, trying to find a method of transportation. "Okay, no time to wait for a bus, all the cab drivers are terrified of me..." Then he saw a car carrying two teenage boys, a preteen girl and a married couple. "...Meh. What the hell." And with that, he teleported onto the roof of the car.

Still meanwhile...

"So yeah, I'm gonna be moving into an apartment in another city." Emile said while he, Jon and Tim played Mario Party 8.

"Why?" Jon asked. "I mean, you've got a really nice house. Why are you moving into an apartment?"

"Well, it's a really nice apartment actually. I mean, it's above a pet shop. That's pretty cool, right?"

"Whoa, seriously?" Tim asked.

"Yeah, it's called Littlest Pet Shop." Emile replied.

"...What." Jon replied.

"I know, right?" Emile chuckled. "Animals are allowed in the apartment because of it, so I don't even have to worry about my cats!"

"Cool." Jon replied. "AW WHAT?!" Emile and Tim laughed as he landed on a Bowser space.

STILL meanwhile...

The Nostalgia Critic wandered the streets of the city he had just moved into. He pulled out a map and looked at it in confusion.

"Where the hell do I go?" He said while scratching his head. After about half an hour of searching, he sighed in frustration. "Great. I finally get out of that hellhole of a house to a nice apartment, and I'm hopelessly lost. Fan-f*ckingtastic. Wait... I can't say f*ck? What the hell is this sh*t? ...Oh God. I've been..." The camera zoomed in on the Critic's face while dramatic music played. "Censored."

"Man, you're telling me! This sucks donkey d*cks!" A familiar voice said. The Critic tensed up and turned around. The other figure recongnized him. The two glared at each other.

"NEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRRD!" The Critic screamed.

"F******************************CK!" The Nerd countered. There was an awkward silence. "It's just not the same..."

"Eh, we can always just imagine that the words aren't long bleeps." The Critic replied.

"Yeah, I guess." The Nerd replied. The two nodded at each other. Then they ran at each other, ready for battle.

Back with Drake and Josh...

"Isn't this exciting?!" Walter Nichols asked.

"Sure, honey." Audrey replied.

"Not really." Josh said.

"Whatever." Megan muttered.

"This stinks!" Drake snapped.

"Glad to hear it!" Walter said obliviously.

"Drake, Josh, I understand you don't want to leave your friends behind." Audrey said. "But this is a chance to make new friends, start a fresh life."

"I LIKED our old life!" Drake replied. "And then out of nowhere you just tell me we're moving, and we immediately pack all of our stuff and hop in the van!"

"Oh come on, Drake!" Walter replied. "There'll be cute little animals right below us!"

"Oh yeah, because dogs and cats are TOTALLY suitable replacements for a band and a hot girlfriend!" Drake replied bitterly.

"Okay, no need to be so bitter Drake." Megan said. She had gotten a lot nicer over the years.

"BULLSH*T MOVE AUTHOR!" Deadpool's voice sounded from offscreen.

"Who said that?" Josh asked as everyone started looking around.

"I'M NOT ON THE ROOF OF YOUR CAR!" Deadpool replied.

"...Honey, pull over." Audrey said.

"But honey, he said he WASN'T on the roof of our car!" Walter replied. Everyone else facepalmed, Deadpool included. "Oh look, we're here!" And sure enough, they were.

"Littlest Pet Shop." Josh read.

"What." Drake said flatly.

"I know, right?" Megan snickered.

"Just get out of the car." Walter muttered. And so, the family got out of the car. Drake and Josh got out first, dodging all the movers carrying boxes. They looked on sadly as the movers carried their stuff into the building.

"This really sucks, man." Drake muttered.

"I know. But hey. Maybe mom's right. Maybe we CAN make some new friends, and-AHH!" Drake and Josh both yelped and jumped back slightly. Two girls about their age were standing there. They both had long hair that went over one of their red eyes, red shirts and plaid skirts, although one of them was wearing red leggings. The only distinguishable difference between them was their hair. One had white hair, one had black hair. They both looked at each other as Drake and Josh got into karate poses.

"Oh, uh... sorry. You startled us." Josh said.

"Yeah, that happens." The black haired one said.

"A. Lot." The white haired one added.

"Um... do you two appear out of nowhere often?" Drake asked.

"NOBODY KNOWS BECAUSE THEY'VE ONLY APPEARED IN TWO OUT OF THREE EPISODES! WE MIGHT FIND OUT ON SATURDAY!" Deadpool shouted offscreen.

"Um... Do you know that guy?" The white haired one asked.

"THEY WILL!" Deadpool replied. "UM... I MEAN QUACK! I'M JUST A DUCK! I WASN'T ON YOUR CAR THE WHOLE TIME YOU WERE MOVING!"

There was a long silence.

"That guy is a total. Freak." The black haired one said flatly.

"Pfft. Big time." Drake said, rolling his eyes.

"I PREFER THE TERM CRIMINALLY INSANE-"

SHUT UP, DEADPOOL!

"Sorry, author..." Deadpool replied.

"Aaaaanyway, I'm Josh Nichols. And this is my stepbrother, Drake Parker." Josh introduced.

"I'm Whitney Biskit." The black haired one said.

"And I'm like, Britney Biskit." The white haired one said.

"We're twins." They both said simultaneously. Deadpool's brain exploded at the revelation. But it's okay, it grew back.

"Really. I couldn't tell." Josh said flatly.

"Are you gonna like, live here?" Britney asked.

"Well, yeah, hence the moving people carrying boxes with the names Josh Nichols and Drake Parker inside." Josh said.

"Ah, too bad." Whitney said. "This building is..."

"Laaaame." Britney finished.

"I don't know, I think it's kinda nice." Josh said. "I mean, its well constructed, looks homey enough and it looks like it has a lot of roo-"

"NEEEEEERD!" Some random guy shouted offscreen.

"HEY!" Josh shouted back. "NOBODY ASKED YOU!" The twins looked down at Josh's jeans and T-Shirt.

"Are those your clothes?" Britney asked.

"No. They're the King of England's. Oprah's clothes are in the wash." Josh snarked.

"...Dude, Oprah's a chick." Drake said.

"SARCASM!" Josh snapped.

"Well, obviously you need some new ones, so if you wanna go shopping with us..." Whitney began.

"We'll like, let you." Britney finished. Drake immediately pulled Josh to the side.

"Dude. Don't. Do it. You have so much to live for. Like... Like... Ugh, just don't do it, okay?"

"Why not?" Josh asked. "Two girls want to do something with me. What's wrong with that?"

"Dude, if they take you shopping, you will be there ALL. DAY. LONG." Drake said.

"But-But I have work to do! Stuff to unpack, put away, figure out a good place for everything, try to keep you from messing it all up in the span of five milliseconds..."

"Then just say no." Drake interrupted Josh's ramble.

"Right." Josh nodded. He approached the girls maturely. "Sorry, but I have a lot of work to do. Unpacking, making sure Drake doesn't destroy the place... So, sorry, but I'm gonna have to say no." And so he and Drake walked into the building.

"Excuse me?" Whitney said as she and Britney somehow ended up in the building, slowly approaching the two. Drake and Josh stepped back, terrified out of their wits. "FYI, Josh, we've NEVER been told no."

"And now that it's happening, OMG, I don't think we particularly like, like it!" Britney finished.

"...WHAT ARE YOU?!" Drake and Josh shouted simultaneously.

"Aw, look at you!" Walter's voice sounded offscreen. Drake, Josh, Whitney and Britney looked over to see him and Audrey looking at the animals. "You're such a cutie-wootie! Yes you are! Oh yes you are!" He gasped. "Just look at you!" Then he started making monkey noises, complete with movement.

"Walter, seriously. Stop it. People are staring. In fact, they're all recording this." Audrey said. Walter really didn't give a damn and kept right on doing it.

"Oh Dad..." Josh facepalmed.

"Aw, Walter." Drake looked away. Whitney and Britney just laughed.

"You might want to tell your father not to get used to those pets!" Britney said.

"Yeah, Littlest Pet Shop won't be around much longer!" Drake, Josh and Audrey shoved Walter into the building while the twins walked away laughing.

"Great, that's gonna be ALL OVER the internet." Drake muttered. Once they got inside, Ian and Anthony approached the building.

"Dude, did you see those two girls?" Ian asked.

"Yeah, man. They were total bitches!" Anthony chuckled. Ian snickered.

"They had emo hair! Just like you!"

"Hey! I do the whole emo thing right! They just look like bitches!"

"Whatever, Mr. Teen Girl Clone!" Ian laughed until Anthony shoved him into the glass containing the animals. They took one look and massive grins spread across their faces. They squealed like fangirls and started doing exactly what Walter had been doing. Ian's mom walked up and looked at the animals. Then she looked at Ian and Anthony. Then she pulled out a video camera.

Two hours later...

"All right, let's go into our new house and make our plans to find Atlantis!" Ian said happily.

"Yeah!" Anthony said excitedly. The two ran straight for the stairs. It was at this moment that Deadpool knew it was safe to come out of hiding. So he leapt over the car and looked over at the animals. He stared at them for a few seconds, then planted his face against the glass. He chuckled as a pink monkey with two ponytails did the same. He then started wiggling his fingers. The monkey did the same. Then he started shaking his head. The monkey copied him again. Then he did the Moonwalk, which the monkey immediately copied. Then he started doing random, spastic movements, which the monkey followed. Deadpool laughed hysterically.

"Hahaha! This is the coolest monkey ever!" He laughed. Then he shot the video camera that Ian's mom was holding.

"Damn it! It was gonna get so many views..." She muttered before walking away. Deadpool looked at the room where the animals were. Then he noticed something. There was a dumbwaiter. And inside that dumbwaiter was a chimichanga! He looked down at his belt. Then he teleported into the room with the delicious treat.

"Yeah! Teleportation powers for the freaking win!" Deadpool said loudly. Then he approached the dumbwaiter as the animals stared at him, and started making noises at each other, as if they were having a conversation. Deadpool looked down at the chimichanga as an angelic choir played. "I must savor this moment. I will wait for a few minutes before enjoying God's most wonderful creation, talking to myself in the process." As Deadpool stared at the Godsend, Emile walked through the door.

"My, my! I sure am getting a lot of new neighbors today!" An elderly woman exclaimed as she saw Emile walk in behind his movers. "My name is Mrs. Twombly. I have a first name, but I just prefer Mrs Twombly.

"Hey, nice to meet ya. My name is Emile." Emile shook Mrs. Twombly's hand. "In other words, hey, it's chuggaaconroy!"

"Oh I think I've seen a couple of your Super Mario Sunshine videos!" Mrs. Twombly said. "They were pretty funny!"

"Thanks!" Emile replied. "That playthrough still isn't one of my favorites though."

"Really? Why is that?"

"If you watch my Majora's Mask LP, you'd get it. I think it was episode 25."

"GODDAMNIT AUTHOR, STOP SUCKING!" Deadpool shouted from the other room. Emile and Mrs. Twombly stared at him.

"I'll just go to my room and put my stuff away." Emile said. Mrs. Twombly nodded. Meanwhile, the Critic and the Nerd were duking it out just outside. And it was probably very awesome. But you don't get to read it. HAHA! Meanwhile, back up in Drake and Josh's new room, Drake was playing his guitar while Josh unpacked everything.

"Y'know, you COULD come and help me put all this stuff away!" Josh snapped.

"Yeah, but that's there and I'm here, so y'know." Drake waved dismissively. Josh growled. Drake then started to sing.

My brother Josh... Is unpacking our stuff... He's looking pretty ticked off... He's found a window... He's trying to open it... It won't open... He uses his guitar for Guiiiitar Heeero...It worked but the guitar broke... Josh is buried in clothes... He's coming towards me... He has duct tape... He's-MMPH!

"That oughta shut you up for..." Josh paused. "Hey, Drake! Take a look at this!" Josh pointed at a shaft. Inside it was a rope.

"Hey, whattya know! It's a... dumbwaiter elevator thingy!" Drake said after tearing off the tape. Him and Josh looked down.

"Whoa! It looks like it goes all the way down to the first floor!" Josh exclaimed.

"Hey, Josh! Ya hear that music?" Josh listened closely.

"Yeah, what about it?" He asked.

"I need to find who's making it and congratulate them." Drake said.

"Uh. No." Josh replied.

"What?" Drake asked.

"You will NOT go in that dumbwaiter. You could get seriously hurt!" Josh nagged.

"Oh, come on! What's the worst that could happen?" Drake asked.

"...You could DIE?!" Josh snapped.

"Well, we all gotta take risks." Drake replied. "I'm doing it."

"Fine." Josh said. "Y'know what? If ya do this, I'm going with ya!"

"Ah, you're finally growing a spine, are ya Josh?" Drake teased.

"Yeah! I'm gonna live a little!" Josh said.

"That's what I like to hear!" Drake said. And so he and Josh pulled the dumbwaiter up.

"All right, the savoring is OVER! COMMENCE SHOVELING!" And so Deadpool reached out to grab the chimichanga...only for the dumbwaiter to immediately go up, out of his reach. "W-Wait! Come back! COME BACK! But the chimichanga was gone along with the dumbwaiter. Deadpool got on his knees. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOO-" He shouted. The animals all looked at him. Then at each other. Then they shrugged.

"All right, Josh, let's take this bad boy for a spin!" Drake said.

"Wait, will we both fit?" Josh asked. Conveniently, there was just enough room for both of them. "All right, let's do this thing!" And so they both climbed in.

"Ian, this stupid door won't open." Anthony said in annoyance as he pulled at the door handle.

"Here, let me try." Ian said. He stood in front of the door and cracked his knuckles. Then he made hand gestures and said "OPEN SESAME!" It didn't work. "Well, I'm out of ideas." Ian shrugged.

"Okay, let's both try to pull it open." Anthony suggested.

"Good idea!" Ian agreed.

"Okay, on three." Anthony said. "One, two, three!" And then the two started pulling. It still wouldn't open, so they put their feet on the door to put more force into it. "Wait...Ian?"

"Yeah, Anthony?"

"I just realized something kind of important."

"What's that, Anthony?"

"...We're about to get seriously injured."

"Why's that, Anthony?" Then they put too much force into trying to get the door open and flew backwards, rolling down the huge flight of stairs behind them. They passed Ian's mom on the way down. She watched them roll out of sight, then got up to the room and turned the door handle. The door immediately opened.

"F*cking idiots." She muttered before entering the room. Meanwhile, Emile had just gotten into his room.

"Well, now that I'm all unpacked, I might as well record the first episode of my 20th LP." And so Emile looked inside his game collection. He found all the games he made an LP of and more. Everything EXCEPT his 20th LP. "Oh my God..." He said. "I FORGOT IT AT JON'S HOUSE!" And with that, he started angrily hitting his head against the wall, calling himself stupid nonstop. And now, the Critic and the Nerd were continuing their fight.

"All right, Nerd. Let's settle this."

"Yeah, let's find out who the true domination of the internet is!" And with that, the two ran at each other and each landed a headbutt at the same time. They both recoiled in pain, holding onto their heads. The Nerd glared and raised a fist to punch the Critic.

"Waitwaitwaitwaitwait." The Critic stopped him. "Why are we fighting?"

"We always fight when we meet." The Nerd reminded him.

"Yeah, but... we did a review together.' The Critic replied.

"Yeah, then you attacked me for launching a pen at you." The Nerd reminded him.

"Oh yeah." The Critic recalled. Then the two of them got back to fighting. They eventually ended up fighting in the pets room, while Mrs. Twombly obliviously looked for pet food. The pets all retreated into the corner and watched in fear and Deadpool continued screaming for his lost food as the two critics battled. Eventually, the Critic started slamming the Nerd's head into the ground. The Nerd then overpowered the Critic and did the same to him. After 10 seconds of this, the two sprawled out on the ground, panting heavily.

"Truce?" The Nerd requested. The Critic nodded.

"Truce." The two shook hands as they tried to regain their breath.

"Man, it's like a dust bunny convention in here." Josh muttered from inside the dumbwaiter. He looked over at Drake. "...Drake, what are you eating?"

"A chimichanga." Drake said, pulling out a half eaten chimichanga. "Want a bite?"

"..I'm good." Josh replied. Drake shrugged and finished the chimichanga. Josh continued to move the dumbwaiter down...and let out a high pitched scream as he saw a spider.

"Um...Josh?"

"Yeah, Drake?"

"You just let go of the rope."

"Oh geez." And the dumbwaiter fell, carrying the two screaming boys along with it.

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOO- Ooh, hey, a nickel!" Deadpool said as he climbed inside the shaft to collect his consolation prize. He bent down to pick it up...and Drake and Josh's dumbwaiter immediately came down on top of him with a loud crash. Drake and Josh fell out of the dumbwaiter and hit their heads. Then, Ian and Anthony came rolling into the room after their ordeal with the stairs, both bleeding heavily from their foreheads. Then, Emile came into the room with a large bruise on his forehead.

"What's with all the noise?" He asked.

"Who ARE these people?" Asked a deep male voice. Everyone looked around in confusion. The ones talking were blocked from view by the smoke the dumbwaiter made upon impact. Deadpool was too busy being squashed flat to notice.]

"I GOT THIS." A female voice said. "There are the two boys who fell out of the wall, the two guys who started a fight in here, the two guys with the bleeding foreheads, the guy with the enormous bruise, and the guy crushed under the dumbwaiter." The voice chuckled. "How funny is that?"

"...It's not funny." The Critic muttered. The other guys nodded in agreement, except Deadpool, who couldn't hear him.

"I hope they're not hurt." A different female voice said in concern.

"Oh, I'm sure they are." Another male voice sounded. As if to confirm, Deadpool's muffled groan could be heard by everyone.

"I think the crazy guy in the red suit got the worst of it." The deep male voice shouted.

"Oh dear Russell, go check. You have experience with this sort of thing." A sophisticated female voice said.

"I do?" A different male voice said.

"Double D?" Emile whispered.

"No, his name is Russell! Weren't you paying attention?" Ian whispered back.

"No, I'm still trying to grasp the whole situation." Emile replied.

"Russell, just go! Please?" Another female voice...

"Okay, okay." The male voice sounded. Then, out of the smoke, rolled...

"Sonic the Hedgehog?!" Ian shouted.

"Haha! He actually got it right! Well, the hedgehog part, anyway." The hedgehog said happily to a purple dog, grey skunk, green gecko, pink monkey, purple and white panda and blue mongoose. The guys stared. Then they stared some more. Then they started screaming.

"DEMON! DEMON!" The Critic shouted, pointing at the hedgehog.

"The power of Christ compels you!" The Nerd shouted, holding up a cross.

"Geez, you'd think they've never seen a hedgehog before." Russell muttered. "Anyway, they seem pretty sturdy."

"What about the guy in the red suit?" The pink monkey asked. "I liked him."

The dog motioned to the dumbwaiter and tilted her head in an attempt to get the guys to raise it.

"WE'LL DO WHATEVER YOU WANT! JUST DON'T STEAL OUR SOULS!" Anthony half shouted half sobbed as he raised the dumbwaiter.

"...Ow..." Deadpool muttered as he stood up. Then, the monkey perched herself on his head.

"Oh good. He can stand up. HE'S FINE!" She exclaimed before jumping off. Deadpool stood silently for a couple seconds, then turned to the guys.

"...Did Monkey Pie over there just talk?" He asked. The guys nodded.

"What is happening to us?" Josh asked shakily. "These-these animals are talking and we-we can understand them!"

"What was in that chimichanga?!" Drake asked himself fearfully.

"Note to self: I'm killing that guy. Also, YAAAY! NEW POWER!" Deadpool exclaimed happily.

"Hold on...did you just say that you can UNDERSTAND us?" Russell asked. The animals all gasped.

"Let me handle this, Russell." The skunk said before approaching Emile, who backed away into a corner. He held up his hands defensively as she rested her front paws on his leg. "DO YOU UNDERSTAND THE WORDS THAT ARE COMING OUT OF MY MOUTH?!" Emile nodded. The skunk looked at the others. Deadpool said "Hell yeah!" while everyone else just nodded. The animals all started chattering excitedly.

"So do you have names?" The gecko asked. The guys responded the only way they could think of. They screamed like little girls.