Freakazoid and Steven Spielburg were walking down the halls of the Warner Bros. Studio.

"I think that pilot went well for our show." said Freakazoid.

"I agree." said Spielburg, "Lets see what our test audience thinks."

They opened a door to a room with a singular person watching the show in front of a tv screen. Freakazoid and Spieldburg walked up to the test audience.

"So tell us. What did you think of the show?" said Spieldburg.

"I hated it." said the test audience.

"Hated it? Why?" asked Freakazoid.

"Freakazoid is just too much of an obnoxious character and there's no story arc." said the test audience.

"Story Arc? We just did whatever we wanted on the show." said Spielburg.

"And that's why it stinks." said the test audience, "And why can't Freakazoid be a Person of Color."

"I'm blue! I'm literally a person of color!" said Freakazoid.

"He means 'Why can't you be an oppressed minority?'." said Spielburg.

"Why would I wanna be oppressed?" asked Freakazoid.

"Because it's cool." said the test audience.

"Okay, well what's an example of a show you like?" asked Freakazoid.

"The Crystal Prince of the Universe." said the test audience, getting out their tablet, "I've got it here on Netflix."

Freakazoid and Spielburg watched the show over the test audience's shoulder. A cutscene later, they finished watching.

"I'll admit, the writing is good, but the animation is all over the place." said Freakazoid.

"I bet you're going to complain about it on right wing message boards." said the test audience.

"Why would I do that?" asked Freakazoid.

"Everything is political nowadays." said the test audience.

"Well Freakazoid and I are going to talk for a bit." said Spielburg, "Thanks for your input."

Spielburg and Freakazoid went outside the room.

"Well I don't think we'll be able to reach the standards The Crystal Prince of the Universe has set." said Spielburg, "We could go the dark and gritty route like my original plan for the show, or we can try reaching for the younger demographic by adding bright neon colors and fart jokes; kids love fart jokes."

"Can we say 'fart' on kids' tv now?" asked Freakazoid.

"Yes, we can say 'fart' now." said Spielburg.

"I usually just called it 'poo gas'." said Freakazoid.

At that moment, Ashley came in with some fast food.

"Hi Spielburg. Hi Freakazoid. I brought you some In-N-Out Burgers."

"Thanks Ash."

Freakazoid took a burger and started munching down.

"Mmm. Locally-sourced." said Freakazoid, "Hey Ash, you don't think I'm obnoxious, do you?"

"Well your personality isn't what I'd call subtle." said Ashley.

"So the answer is yes." said Freakazoid, "Well what am I suppose to do?"

"Maybe you can try to connect with your old self." said Spielburg.

"You mean change back to my old secret identity?" asked Freakazoid, "But no one likes that side of me. Even Steff only really started liking that side because I was Freakazoid."

"Well times have changed, Freakazoid; you might find things to be different now than twenty years ago." said Spielburg.

"Well, okay, but neither you nor Ash tell anyone about my secret identity."

"My lips are sealed." said Spielburg.

"Mine too." said Ashley.

"Okay, You two might wanna stand back." said Freakazoid.

Spielburg and Ash took a few steps back.

"Freak in!" said Freakazoid.

Bolts of lightning shot everywhere as Freakazoid transformed into his old secret identity, Dexter Douglas.

"Huh. You don't look anything like I expected." said Ashley.

"What did you expect me to look like?" asked Dexter.

"I don't know. Like that Burger King kid with the Cyclops shades..." said Ash, "That's my only exposure to the 90s."