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      "For Christ's sake (props to the man upstairs)," Homeless Man yelled, "Just run him around!" Fast Guy tapped his feet as he waited, still annoyed. Nomadic Pyro struggled to get himself on fire, and eventually lit himself up, though the water made it difficult. When in flames, he motioned for Fast Guy to move it. Fast Guy instatntly grabbed him and ran him around the room. Nomadic Pyro engulfed the face in flames as the fire he gushed formed a wind tunnel. The face was now completely trapped and could'nt move!
      Homeless Man continued to search his cart for anything of use... and was successful! He found a pamphlet named "Guns, Your Friend In Times Of Need." Homeless Man quickly arrived at the solution to the face's power.
     "Space Toaster!" he yelled as Space Toaster held the pack of ice on his forehead. Space T looked over in utter pain. "Get your gun ready!"
     "But my gun sucks," Space Toaster replied pathetically. "All it shooted was a waffle... a frozen waffle..."
     "Damnit, just get it ready and come here!" Homeless Man yelled. Space Toaster struggled to maintain his balance as he stood up, and limped over to Homeless Man. He locked and reped his gun for loading. Homless Man motioned for him to stay in his current position. As Fast Guy laid down for a rest next to Foom Man, who also laid in sleep, Homless Man darted down an aisle. He evenmtually stopped in the sports department when he found a disaply he was in search for. It read "This Week's Back to School Special: Bullets." He grabbed a box and ran back to Space Toaster, who was nearly falling over in agony due to his remaining massive headache. Homeless Man presented the bullets, and Space Toaster quickly loaded his gun He aimed it quickly, and shot the face twice.
     The face fell instantly and died before it hit the ground. The room was silent for a moment, and then the group rejoiced.
     "Well, let's go find that bastard Photo Joe," Club Bearer said. The group all stood up. They noticed that the front doors were now open, and perhaps that Photo Joe might have escaped! they ran out the front door to see the police cuffing him and putting him into a cruiser. The UAs were proud.
     "Well hello officer," Foom Man said in his super-heroic voice, "May I say I am honored to have served the city of Crackton-" The police officer then cuffed Foom Man and began to put him into the cruiser.
     "You are under arrest for the destruction of police property and the murder of the second degree," The officer said as he shoved Foom Man down into a car.
     "But wait!" Space Toaster said, "We stopped to giant mecha smiley face from destroying Crackton, and the Photo Joe cult! you can't just let him go to jail for a couple of random homocides can you?"
     "Well, I suppose I can let you go this time," the officer said. the then uncuffed Foom Man and patted him on the back. "But you stay out of trouble."
     "HA!" Photo Joe laughed. "You think this is over don't you, Ultra Acquaintances?" They nodded. As Photo stood there, still handcuffed behind his back, he continued to mock the heroes. "Well, be prepared, for the number of Walmart employees are vast I tell you, vast! We are everywhere, in you towns, in your computers, even in your stock portfolios! We shall never be stopped. Censorship shall provail! Nothing can stop the Phot-" Club Bearer cut him off in the middle of his sentence by smashing his shead off, killing him instantly. There was a pause of silence, then the group shrugged. His carcass was thrown asside and rats flocked around it. The police battalion drove away and left the UAs alone.
    "You realize he's right," Homeless Man said. "We really can't stop them."
    "Hah, you are so pesemistic," Foom Man said. "It may take years, perhaps even our entire lives... but we shall destroy the Photo Joe cult."
    "Alright man, if you say so," Homeless Man said, "But theres like more than two thousand Walmarts."
    "Well fuck that," Foom Man said. They all muttered in agreement and walked away from the Walmart, and flew back to the recesses of the Burger Monarch frier.