Tyler (a.k.a Catfish) stared at his research. He checked it. He double checked it. Could it be true? Could it work? After all his effort, after all these years of research, had he finally figured it out? He rushed to his computer, frantically opening his simulator. "It's working!" he said to himself.
-ONE WEEK LATER-
"Jay, have you properly calibrated the flux matrix?" Catfish yelled at Jay. "Give me a sec" he responded. Bret walked into the room. "I'm done with the launcher, and I've hooked it into the computer." "Good job Bret, you're not as incompetent as we all think, huh?" replied Catfish. Bret's grin quickly turned to a scowl. Jay looked up towards Catfish. "I'm done calibrating it, let's do this!" Jay said with enthusiasm. Catfish frantically scurried towards the computer. He started the computer, and then aimed the launcher to the correct location. "Bret, get over here!" he yelled. Bret angrily trudged towards the computer, and activated the program. A blue glow began to emanate from the launcher. Catfish tied himself to a pole with a rope, as a blue cloudy hole opened in the floor, with bursts of electricity zapping out of it. Catfish ran forward and jumped. As he looked up he saw Bret knock Jay out and laugh evilly, staring down at him.