Huggy had been searching around Tobey's room frantically for anything that might be controlling Becky's mind. But after hours of not finding anything, he knew that it must be on Tobey.

The realization was all in perfect time, because Huggy heard the door jiggling suddenly, meaning someone must be coming in. Huggy quickly jumped out the window, hanging on to the window sill before he fell two stories down to the ground.

Huggy quickly silenced himself as Tobey came in and collapsed on his bed. Huggy carefully listened in as he thought aloud to himself.

"I should have seen this coming…Becky is Wordgirl…I suppose it's not so hard to see once you think about it…same hair, same face, same knack for words, same…" Tobey babbled.

Huggy almost couldn't stop himself from gasping aloud. Now if Tobey knew Becky's secret identity, that changed everything. If Tobey knew her secret identity, he could easily use it against them. He knew he had to be stopped.

Once Tobey eventually fell asleep, having set the remote on his nightstand, Huggy snuck in as quietly as he could. He reached quietly and carefully for the mind control remote, trying carefully not to wake Tobey up. But from the windowsill, the nightstand was just out of reach. He took a step into the room, carefully stepping down from the windowsill. But as Huggy carefully and silently walked towards the nightstand, he stepped on a stray bag of potato chips, which crunched loudly. Tobey rolled over in his bed, yawning briefly before a frozen Huggy was spotted reaching towards the remote.

"Wh-you! What are you doing trying to steal my remote?" Tobey exclaimed grabbing the remote before Huggy did. Huggy squeaked in protest, trying to reach the remote. He was stopped by Tobey holding the remote high out of Huggy's reach, as well as pushing Huggy away at the same time. Huggy looked around for resources, finding a Wordgirl doll sitting on the floor by his bed. Huggy quickly jumped down and grabbed it, threatening to break it.

"No! Drop that doll…I-I mean action figure!" Tobey exclaimed. Huggy squeaked for him to drop the remote, pointing to it so he'd know what he's saying.

"What, you want the remote? Fine, then take it. I don't want it anymore anyways. Now that I know Becky is Wordgirl, somehow it just doesn't appeal to me anymore to control her…" Tobey said with a sigh, dropping the remote into Huggy's hands. Huggy looked up to him quizzically.

"Becky was starting to be a good friend to me…the thought of her being completely obsessed with me seems weird. Huggy shrugged, patted Tobey's shoulder as a sign of his sympathy. Before hopping out the window and down a tree, Huggy figured Tobey should probably come with them so he could explain his intentions.

~…~

Back at the spaceship hideout (after getting Becky to go there with him, and getting her to blindfold Tobey and take him as well, as she had been obsessing over Tobey), Huggy managed to sit Becky down in the library before he smashed the remote on the ground. Once Huggy broke the mind control device, Wordgirl shook her head clear. Once her eyes opened once more, she saw Tobey standing there, nervous smile on his face.

"Tobey, what have you done?" She asked.

"I could call you Wordgirl, but it'd be better to explain this if I called you Becky..." He explained shyly.

"WHAT? YOU KNOW ABOUT THAT? How did you find out?" Becky asked in a panic.

"I-I used my mind controlling remote over you to find out..." He explained quietly.

"Ugh, I can't believe you did that! Who did you tell?" She yelled some more.

"I didn't tell anyone, I promise! I wouldn't dream of causing that much drama. First of all I do not care for it, and second of all I was only set out for you. There was really no need to tell anyone else. It's your secret, after all." Tobey explained. Wordgirl silenced herself immediately, blushing.

"Oh..." She said quietly. "Well thank you for not telling anyone."

"You are welcome."

Of course, an awkward silence ensued, convincing Becky to just get out of there. Of course, the other factor was looking into Tobey's eyes and seeing an honest friend in him.

"I-I have stuff to do, I should bring you home…" Becky said, slinging the blindfold over Tobey's eyes before quickly flying him home and returning to the spaceship.

~...~

Back at her spaceship hideout, Becky collapsed on the couch in the library, staring at the mural on the ceiling.

"I can't believe he found out my secret identity." Becky complained. "I can't believe mind control actually worked on me for once..."

"Are you sure the mind control worked on you completely?" The narrator asked.

"W-what's that supposed to mean?" Becky asked.

"It means I think we both know you're starting to like Tobey." He responded.

"What? That's ridiculous. I don't like him. He's a villain, I'm a hero, were completely different people." Becky replied, standing and crossing her arms.

"He only destroys buildings to get your attention." The narrator spat back. Becky sighed and sunk back into the couch, not bothering to feed a response.

"Face it, you just don't want to admit you're falling in love with him."

"What? No way! I am not! Why would I even want to be his friend? Attention or not I'm a hero and he's the opposite. We can't be in love."

"Then why is Becky friends with him?"

This thought silenced Becky.

"Deal with it, whatever you say I'm going to have something to top it." The narrator said triumphantly.

Bob squeaked out his input.

"Maybe you just need time to think about it..."

"I'm telling you both one last time, I am NOT falling in love with Tobey! I don't even know if I can trust him with my secret identity. What if he's telling everyone right now?" Becky shouted.

"You heard him. He said he wouldn't tell anyone. You can trust him. Even I believe him." Bob squeaked.

"So what? He could always blackmail me with it."

"Blackmail?" Bob asked.

"Oh, to blackmail someone is to know a secret about someone that they might not want other people to know and to use that secret to get away with something or do something without that person saying no or interfering. Like, back when we were 10, Ms. Question blackmailed the citizens of the city into working for her so she wouldn't tell their secrets." Becky explained. Bob nodded in understanding.

"Well, I don't think he'd do that either. We know very well he only does the things he does to get your attention. I don't think he's so immature to blackmail you, especially on a matter such as your secret identity. He only wants you to like him." The narrator explained. Becky sighed once more, wanting to leave the matter alone for now. Both Bob and the narrator (although no one saw him, as usual) shrugged and decided to let the thought go for now.

"Well, if it's any consolation to you, he didn't seem very evil to me when I saw him in his room. I think he just wanted Wordgirl to like him. Or at the very least be his friend."

"I know, I know, he probably doesn't even mean to be a villain…" Becky said. "I just don't know what to make of all this…"

~…~

Across town, in the penthouse lair of a certain business tycoon, Mr. Big sat at his desk as he watched the small silver balls on his Newton's Cradle clicking and clacking back and forth. As he did so, Leslie walked into his dark office, clutching her keyboard nervously. She presented the latest updates to their latest evil plan.

"There was a snag in the plan, sir, Wordgirl's monkey sidekick broke the only mind control device that works on Wordgirl. But the good news is Tobey found out her secret identity. I would suggest using that against Wordgirl." She explained.

"So, what we do now is we squeeze her secret identity out of the little rascal and use it to blackmail Wordgirl into letting us take over the world." Mr. Big explained, the shadow of his window shades hiding him in its darkness.

"Go out now and bring the boy to me, Leslie. We have a few things to discuss."

Okay, I think that's good for now. I feel like it's a bit choppy in places, but it's probably fine.