"SPEEDSTER! HURRY UP!" Mr. Incredible shouts, trying to hold a building upright. He is underneath the left side of the bottom of the building, trying to hold up a support beam. The bomb had blown away the entire first floor. It's amazing the building was still standing when the Incredibles and Frozone got there. Dash takes off at top speed dashing in and out of room in the tower, trying to find anyone that may be caught under rubble. He is surprised to see a teenage girl on the top floor screaming her father's name. The man had been crushed under a giant boulder. Dash recognizes the man as Jack Candace, one of the city's most influential political speaker. The girl is African American and has long straight hair. He rushes over to her, very aware of the giant hole in the ceiling. Around them, rubble cracks and tumbles.
"It's time to go," Dash tells the girl with a soft voice. Her tears make it hard to understand but her anger is overwhelming.
"I am not going to leave him behind!" She shouts and glares at him.
"There is no time!" Dash says taking the girl's hand. She shakes her head, tears flowing. Another piece of the ceiling cracks and he sees a blast of ice engluf it, watching as it crashes to a million pieces below.
The girl takes one more look at her father and hops onto Dash's back. He quickly finds his way to the bottom and Mr. Incredible let's go, letting the building tumble. A large purple force field appears around the building, protecting those on the outside of it. The citizens watching scream in terror as their beloved Candace Tower crumbles. The building crashes inside the bubble. Mr. Incredible and Speedster continue to run until they are out of the danger zone. The crowd behind the police tape watch in horror as their beloved skyscraper falls to the ground. The girl hops off of Dash's back and he has to wrap his arm around her to keep her steady.
Elastigirl comes places a hand on the girl's back. The girl shakes her off and starts to walk away. Emergency care workers surround her and she tries to brush them off. Dash starts to go after, feeling like she is a familiar face. The girl shrugs them all off once more and continues to walk away. Shield turns to walk towards the Speedster.
"This bombing really took a toll on everyone," Shield says approaching the group.
"It's the third bombing in four months," Frozone says with his hand on his back, "But I have to admit, I'm getting too old for this."
"We still don't have enough support to stop," Elastigirl says shaking her head, "Not when we can't nail Blaze and his crew. Who hit this time?"
"Looks like it was Terra Firma," A detective says coming up to them with a computer in hand, "Take a look at this."
They watch as Terra Firma rides on the top of a black SUV. It slows at it reaches the tower that stands in the middle of Boulevard park. She reaches out her hands and jerks them up, causing the earth around the tower burst open. Someone hands her a bomb through the window of the car and she tosses high into the third story building. People begin to rush out of the building as fast as possible.
Speedster shakes his head. Terra Firma is a savage. She doesn't care who she hurts and her sister, Chilly, is just as ruthless. They were basically twins. They couldn't figure out the relationship between the sisters and the others in their terrorist group. They hid themselves well and work fast. Speedster is waiting for the day they will actually face them head on instead of running like cowards.
"Can you track where the car went?" Shield asks.
"Fraid not. They just disappear. They turned down an alley and we never saw them again. That's all they ever do."
"So if we can't track them, how are we going to catch them?" Mr. Incredible asks.
"You guys won't be doing anything for a while." The detective says shaking his head.
"What are you talking about?" Elastigirl raises an eyebrow.
"They want the supers to lay low again," the detective states.
"What?" they all say in unison. Speedster can't help but sigh of frustration. They have been lying low, coming back, and lying low again. Every other week the public changes their minds about the supers. No one can decide whether or not they want the supers help.
"This is ridiculous," Frozone glares, "Do you know how much we give up to come help these people? We wouldn't have to keep coming out here if there weren't so many supervillains. Speaking of which, how are the police expecting to fight all of the bad supers without the good supers help?"
"Are you saying that the normal are powerless?" The detective raises an eyebrow.
"Not powerless," Speedster takes over, "But it is going to take you guys ten times longer to catch these guys than if you had our help."
"They think they found a solution," The detective raises a hand, "I have no idea what it is, but they are determined to find a way."
As if knowing what they were discussing, the police chief approach them with heavy steps. Speedster hates Chief Bongo. He is one of the people against supers. He has a class A ego—possibly one bigger than Speedsters.
"You guys are no longer needed. Dismissed," Chief Bongo states plainly, dragging the detective away from them. The detective turns back to wave to them. The group turns to each other and starts to walk away, but they start to hear thunderous applause farther off. The crowd that had gathered claps for them as Frozone hops in his tiny blue car and drives off. Speedster, Shield, Mr. Incredible and Elastigirl open their car doors, waving to the crowd. Speedster can see the girl from earlier at the back of the crowd, her eyes red from tears.
Speedster could be imagining things but it looks like she is staring straight at her. But that's impossible. She could be staring at any of the others! However, Shield, Elastigirl, and Mr. Incredible had already disappeared into the car. Speedster shrugs his shoulders and ducks into the car.
The car lurches forward and they speed off into traffic. Mr. Incredible hits a button, letting the car turn from a high end, top of the line car and fold back into an ordinary mini-van. The seats wrap around them, taking off their super hero clothes and replacing it with their normal clothes. The rest of the car ride is silent. The four can't think of anything to say.
"I know why they don't want our help," Violet suddenly says. Dash can see Mr. Incredible peek at her through the mirror.
"Vi, now isn't the time. We have to get Dash back to school, and—"
"You're taking me back to school? Are you kidding me? It would have been better for me to just run back to school," Dash rolls his eyes.
"Dash!" Mrs. Par hisses. Dash slumps back in his seat with his arms folded.
"But this is really important," Violet tries again, "I'm not sure it can wait much longer."
"It can wait till dinner tonight," Mr. Parr says pulling up to the school. Mrs. Parr and Dash hop out of the car and stroll into the school together.
"You going to be okay kid?" Mrs. Parr asks Dash, "I know you hate coming back but you have so much work, and your grades just aren't—"
"I passed my last history test," Dash says suddenly, putting his hands in his pockets.
"A C?" Mrs. Parr raises her eyebrows, "It's a start I suppose."
"No Mom," Dash says stopping at the door to the main office, "I mean I really passed it. I got a 100%."
"Who did you cheat off of?" She glares at Dash and Dash laughs.
"You're kidding right? I didn't cheat off of anybody. I didn't cheat at all. I knew the material."
"This isn't a joke?" She asks, studying Dash's face.
"Definitely not a joke." Dash smiles. Mrs. Parr gives him the biggest hug he has ever gotten.
"That is amazing! You know what? Tonight I will make you whatever you want for dinner. Just say the name and I will fix it!" Mrs. Parr says opening the door to the main office. The two walk in and he waits to be checked back in (after having left to save hundreds of people without checking out). The second his mother leaves, a girl walks in and the lady at the front desk stands.
"Teresa! What are you doing back? We got the notice about—"
"I don't want to talk about it," Teresa shakes her head with her backpack slinged over her shoulder. Dash recognizes her instantly as the girl he had saved less than an hour ago.
"But your mom called and she—"
"Didn't even have the decency to pick me up, or see if I was okay, or invite me home?" Teresa snickers, "Look I just want to go back to class okay? I told the police everything and I asked them to take me back here. So here I am and that's that."
The lady stares at Teresa and lets out a deep sigh. She waves Dash and Teresa out. It is the first time that Teresa notices Dash. She storms out of the office, not batting an eyelash at him. Dash chases after her, knowing very well he is supposed to be heading towards his math class.
"Hey," Dash calls after her. Teresa slows and looks back at him. She raises an eyebrow as he approaches.
"Do I know you?" Teresa asks. Dash can't hide his surprise. He thought everyone knew who he was. His face was on the school website, he has trophies written in his name, and he had been homecoming king. How could she not know who he is?
"Seriously? I'm Dash Parr. You must not be a senior," Dash says trying to find an excuse for her not knowing him.
"Yeah I am," Teresa looks him up and down before picking up speed, "Look I don't have time to talk to you I have to get to class."
Dash has to jog a little to catch up with her again. Dash had noticed how pretty the girl is and he is, after all, looking for a prom date.
"Its Teresa right?" Dash asks.
"Figure that out all on your own, buster?" Teresa sneers, "And don't freak so much. Of course I know who you are. We've had at least one class together every year for the past six years."
Dash scrunches his eyebrows as he thinks. He knew that Teresa had looked familiar. Why hadn't he remembered her? He can't recall ever speaking to her before.
"You don't have to be so harsh," Dash says.
"Look I've had a pretty terrible day, I really don't need this right now," Teresa puts up a hand.
"Yeah, I heard about your dad," Dash says without thinking. He instantly regrets it as she stops in the middle of the staircase and turns to face him.
"How do you know about my dad? You weren't there," Teresa crosses her arms.
Dash thinks quickly, trying to come up with a cover. "I'm Dash! I know everything."
"That doesn't explain anything." Teresa says, "You are going to have to do much better than that."
"Haha, fine you got me! It was on the news. I saw you in the background and when you were in the office talking about your mom I just assumed—"
"Stop assuming and stay out of my business, Parr," Teresa snaps. She turns to leave but Dash grabs her arm.
"Are you okay?" Dash says catching Teresa's eyes. Dash can still see the tear marks on her face from earlier. She is the first to break the gaze and pulls back her arm.
"I'm fine," Teresa says after a moment of silence. She stumbles back up the stairs, almost missing a step.
"You okay?" Dash calls one more time as Teresa grips the railing for dear life as she continues to climb up the stairs.
"Fine!" Teresa calls back down with a shaky voice. Dash decides it is better for him to just let her be. She has obviously had enough today. He makes a mental note in his mind to walk her home from school today. He takes out his phone and sends a text to his mom. He is sure she wouldn't mind. He bounds back down the stairs and back towards his math class. He would rather not be here at all, but he promised Violet he would try harder for the rest of the year. But why should he try harder if he doesn't need to try at all?
(Sadness: He is never going to ask us out. We will just die of lonlieness.)
(Disgust: Uh excuse me? I am not about to die alone. We look so fabulous today, he will have no choice but to ask us out!)
(Joy: His hair looks fantastic today!)
(Fear: What if we puke on him? What if we have bad breathe! Remember how Caleb suffers from halitosis? That could be us!)
(Anger: You nitwit! We don't have halitosis! We brush our teeth everyday!)
Riley flattens down her hair which Jenny had helped her curl that morning. Riley hates calculus. It is the one class Jenny is not in and the one class Gary Bindhue is in. Gary is captain of the football team and has one of the best bands in the entire county. She is surprised they haven't landed a record deal. He plays the guitar and sings backup in the band. Being one of the most popular guys in school, he is a shoe in for prom king.
Riley approaches Gary, adjusting her jacket and letting the top button of her button up undershirt pop open. She doesn't want to show too much, but maybe letting one button go is okay. She takes the seat next to Gary and taps him on the shoulder. He flashes her a big smile and turns to face her.
"Hey Riles, what's up?" Gary asks her. Riley sneaks a peak at the clock.
(Joy: Okay guys, we have ten minutes to make this happen before class starts)
(Fear: Oh, I hope this isn't a disaster)
(Sadness: He's not going to ask us out. We might as well cry and leave now.)
(Disgust: Sadness, your tears are getting on my dress. Ew. Stop it. Right now.)
"What's up? We're in history class! What do you think what's up?" Riley says causing them both to laugh.
"Yeah, this class is kind of hard. I'm not a huge history kid. I like to live in the here and now y'know?" Gary smiles.
(Disgust: Oh my goodness, his eyes are beautiful, we should tweet this.)
(Anger: How could you possibly think about twitter at a time like this?)
"Totally! I completely understand," Riley smiles back, deciding to start dropping hints, "Especially with prom coming up."
"Don't even go there," Gary says, "I am on the prom setup committee and let me tell ya, those girls are so high strung! I'll try to suggest one thing, and they say they will put a pin in it and we never discuss it again!"
"Ah, those girls couldn't be that bad right? I mean it's just Lacy and Prim."
"It's a nightmare!" Gary says, "I've never met such control freaks before!"
"Double trouble," Riley says.
(Fear: Maybe we should wait before we ask! It never hurts to be cautious!)
(Joy: It's either now or never!)
(Fear: Y'know, never sounds pretty good right now.) (Disgust: This is ridiculous. Just probe him. Lets not just out and ask him okay? PROBE.)
"So, do you have a date?" Riley asks cautiously.
"Naw, but it's funny that you said that because I've been meaning to ask you something." Gary says. Riley's heart skips three beats as the words flow from his mouth. But just as fast as the feeling had come, the feeling goes away as a familiar burst of cold air breezes into the room.
"Hey, Gary!" Tracy says brushing past the duo and the rest of the class to her seat. Someone whistles from the back of the room. Tracy had gotten blue braided streaks in her hair and her hair is pulled into two side ponytails. She is sporting a gothic punk look today. Her fishnet tights and boots alone screamed punk. She is wearing a black skirt and a white t-shirt with a skull with a pink bow. Much to Riley's horror, she has on the same jacket.
"Wanna trade jackets Riley?" Tracy winks, sitting at the desk on the other side of Gary. Riley thinks she sees Gary roll his eyes, but she couldn't tell for sure.
"Why does it always get so cold when you come in?" The guy behind her asks.
"What? Can't stand a little chill?" Tracy says in a seductive voice before turning to Gary, "So, hey I was wondering how you were getting to prom."
Riley's jaw drops as she stares at the conniving look in Tracy's eyes.
"Oh, uh," Gary says looking back at Riley, "I haven't decided yet. I'm still working out those details."
"Well I am renting a limo if you want to tag along," Tracy says, "There is going to be food and stuff. It is going to be pretty ridiculous."
(Anger: Did she just-)
(Sadness: And I feel the lonliness.)
(Disgust: This girl makes me so sick. Who is she kidding with those blue strings in her hair? Seriously it is so hideous.)
(Fear: I told you we shouldn't have said anything!)
(Joy: Guys, guys! Look Gary said he wanted to ask us something so we just have to find out what that something is! He may have been getting ready to ask us out!)
(Anger: Yeah, until ice queen showed up.)
"Thanks Trace, but I'll pass until I can figure out what I'm doing. Okay?"
(Joy: See? He turned her down!)
"That's chill," Tracy leans back, "You know where to find me."
"Okay class!" The teacher calls. Riley groans and makes her way back to the seat. What was so important that he wanted to say? Riley can't think of anything else. Right now, nothing else mattered. Their teacher begins to talk about current events regarding the superhero dilemma. Riley has heard of some of the debates, but she isn't all that interested. She thinks the supers are cool. Why should they be discriminated against when the normal human race has bad guys of their own? Riley likes to compare the supers and the villains to herself and Jenny against Tracy. There is one in every country, every state, every city, and every neighborhood.
Riley is snapped back to earth at the mention of the Incredibles. They were the ultimate family of super heros made up of Mr. Incredible, a woman they recognized as Elastigirl, Shield, and the youngest, Speedster. Shield is her idol. She has the coolest powers and always talks about how she used to be a shy girl who nobody noticed. Riley can relate to that to when she first moved to San Francisco. She didn't have anybody to relate too and felt totally alone.
Riley watches the teacher click on a newscast and they watch as a car pulls up to the building and tosses a bomb into it. The rest of the video talks about how the Incredibles saved as many people as they could, yet they were told to back off of the case regarding the new band of misfits. Riley shakes her head unable to comprehend why no one wanted the supers help.
"Alright, so can someone give a summary of what happened?" The teacher calls, "How about you Gary?"
Gary straightens in his seat and flashes the teacher his best smile. Riley can feel her heart melt a little as she stares at him.
"Well, the band of misfits have hit again and once again, the police can't catch them. The Incredibles save the day, and then the police have to tell them that the court ruled that morning that until further notice, supers were suspended from crime work." Gary nods.
"They didn't save the day," Tracy snickers, "And they aren't called the band of misfits. I've heard they call themselves the Elements."
"Where did you hear that? I've been following their stories for months and I've never heard that," Gary says surprising Riley.
(Sadness: He's into the same things as Riley!)
(Anger: Something bad is about to happen I can feel it.)
(Joy: What could possibly happen, Anger?)
"Did you forget who my dad is? I know everything about everyone. That's what they call themselves. But think about it, the building still came down, people still died, and the villains weren't caught. Sounds to me like these villains are kicking their butts." Tracy says crossing her arms.
"Very good theory," The teacher says nodding his head, "Seems this idea could be open to debate. Anyone else want to add to the argument?"
Riley instinctively raises her hand, knowing more about these superheroes than she probably should. The teacher nods to Riley and she smiles back.
"I think that the Incredibles did have a win. True, the villains got away, but they didn't know where they were going to be in the first place. The thing is that one of the men who died in there was a pretty powerful person. Speedster saved his daughter. That's where they lost. I don't think they planned on her being alive as well. I mean, how convienient is it that both him and his daughter were there on the same day?" Riley says like a pro. She feels a draft come her way and she turns to see Tracy staring right at her with a blank expression.
"So you think that they were after someone?" The teacher raises an eyebrow.
"Well, I'm surprised no one has made that connection before. All of the people that seem to go missing or die around their little charades have been people of importance. Jack Candace, the guy that just died, has the most political power around. A couple weeks ago Duncan Boodlidesh was killed in a boating accident when a massive wave overturned their boat. A wise man once said there are no accidents."
"Isn't that from Kung Fu Panda?" Gary says suddenly, "Master Ugway said it right?"
"Exactly," Riley says smiling at Gary. She can't help but notice Tracy has yet to take her eyes off of her.
"That's very observant of you Riles," Tracy finally says, "I didn't know you were going to be a detective."
"Oh, I don't want to be a detective," Riley feels her heart skip a beat, "I just really like finding what's beneath the surface."
"I'd be careful with an attitude like that," Tracy turns away from her, "You might find yourself in a real pickle if you don't keep out of business you shouldn't be in."
"W-What are you talking about?" Riley asks with a shaky voice.
"Okay! That's enough of this conversation," The teacher says clapping his hands to change the subject, "Let's get into the heat of things shall we?"
Riley and Tracy share a glance of death before focusing on their papers in front of them.
(Fear: DID YOU SEE THAT GLANCE? She could be plotting our death! Maybe we shouldn't walk home today. Oh no! If we have mom and dad pick us up, she might sabotage the car!)
(Disgust: Okay seriously? How the heck would she sabotage the car from the school?)
(Fear: Her people! And her people could have people! She is a very resourceful opponent-)
(Joy: Would you all stop for a sec-)
(Sadness: We're gonna die. We're just gonna die-)
(Anger: I COULD RING HER NECK! Every time something good is about to happen to us that idiot opens her fu-)
(Joy: ANGER!)
The emotions turn to look at Joy who is just as worried as the others.
(Joy: Look we don't have time to mess around with this right now okay? We don't know what Tracy meant. She has always been nothing but talk. I'm sure we're fine, we're great! Everything's great! Okay?)
The others nod except fear who scooches closer to Joy.
(Fear: Well desperate times call for desperate measures. Until the threat is secured, I will stick by your side at all times! We have the expanded console for a reason!)
(Joy: Okay fine. I guess that's a good idea.)
(Disgust: Just don't press too many buttons if you get scared. We don't want to have another disaster like when you pressed the puberty button.)
(Anger: That was a ride, I don't want to take ever again!)
Riley looks down at a piece of paper that has landed by her foot. She picks it up and glances at the teacher to make sure he isn't looking. His back is turned and so Riley quickly opens the letter. On it there is just one word on it, and it is enough to make her want to pass out. She smiles to herself as she sneaks a peak at Gary. He smiles and Riley looks back down at the note to make sure she read it right.
Prom?
She nods her head at Gary and he nods his approval.
(Joy: Now that's what I am talking about! Come on gimme five!)
(Disgust: I told you guys today would be the day. That's why I had Jenny help us make Riley look extra cute!)
(Sadness: Well, maybe we won't be alone and live with eight cats in a dirty smelly old lady house.)
(Disgust: Sadness… you are sooo disappointing.)
After school, Dash rushes to the front of the school to wait for Teresa to come out. Teresa spots Dash at the bottom of the steps and she looks around, not sure if he is waiting for her. Dash smiles at her and waves. She waves back, her expression not changing. She hops down to the bottom of the steps and approaches Dash. Teresa can barely see him, holding four textbooks and a full backpack slung over her shoulder. Dash instinctively takes three of the textbooks from her.
"What are you doing?" Teresa says defensively, "I need those for my homework!"
"I'll walk you home," Dash smiles. Teresa's eyes widen at his offer. "Which way are we going."
Teresa stands speechless. Dash's smile begins to fade as he waits for Teresa to contemplate the situation. She eventually shrugs and starts to head home to the left.
Dash walks alongside her matching her pace. His phone buzzes wildly in his pocket. He is aware he blew off his usual group to be with this girl instead of going to the pizza parlor. But there was something about Teresa that was different. He had to know what it was.
"So…" Teresa finally says after walking in silence for about five minutes, "Why did you decide to walk me home?"
"You just didn't seem like you needed to be alone," Dash says, "Speaking of which, if your dad is… well… never mind that… are we going to your mom's house?"
Teresa stops in her tracks and looks over at Dash. Then she looks at the street sign and she shakes her head.
"Wow, I actually hadn't thought about that. I guess I have to go to my Aunt Tallula's house. It isn't far from here. Come on," Teresa makes a right and they begin to walk in the opposite direction. Dash feels as if they are being watched, but he decides to ignore it. He is with Teresa and she needs his full attention.
"How are you holding up?" Dash asks her.
"Why do you keep asking that? I'm fine. My dad was a good man, but he always knew he would die like that someday. I don't know how he knew but he did. He always knows things before they happen. He is—or was rather—psychic or something. Always used to freak me out," Teresa nods.
Dash smiles and looks at her, "My mom is like that. It's like she can sense when something is wrong or out of place. My sister is like that too. Pretty ridiculous right?"
"Not too ridiculous," Teresa laughs, "Look at us. We are talking as if we are supers."
Dash laughs with her, knowing that he is lying to her face. He hears a trashcan bang and both Teresa and Dash stop. Dash turns around, knowing that he could take Teresa and bolt at any moment. But he can't. He has to keep his secret identity. That's why when a black SUV comes storming around the corner, all Dash can do is take Teresa's free hand and start running at a normal pace. Teresa is surprisingly fast.
"DASH! What the heck are you DOING?" Teresa asks, "Let go!"
"Keep running!" Dash says but it is too late. Teresa screams as a block of ice forms around her legs. She topples to the floor, dropping the one textbook she is holding. She tries to turn her head to look back at the ice block. Dash rushes towards her and tries to pull her but the ice is weighing her down. Dash is suddenly hit with a snowball and he falls to the floor. This is not the same snow that Lucious would normally use on him. There is only one other person he knows with ice powers.
Teresa screams as the black van slows and a guy hoists her up, ice block and all. The ground beneath Dash wraps around his legs, making it impossible to move. The same guy comes back and tosses Dash into the backseat. Teresa is still screaming banging on the door to be let out. The guy slides into the middle of them and covers Teresa's mouth. The car starts again, going at a fast speed.
"Shut up, Teresa! WHY IS YOUR SCREAM SO LLOOOOUD OH MY GOSH." Dash says recognizing the voice instantly. It is slightly squeaky but deep voice. Mudlside, Dash thinks to himself. He has been caught by the super villains that destroyed Candance Tower this morning. He can tell by the chill in the air that the driver must be Chilly. He can't see who is in the passenger seat. Teresa is shaking, tears welling up in her eyes. Mudslide had yet to let go of her mouth.
"What's the fastest way back to—" Chilly's voice starts.
"Are you kidding me! I told you how to get back you dimwit—" A deeper sounding girl's voice called. Terra Firma Dash thinks.
"Hey! Don't yell at the driver! It's distracting—"
"I'm not the one distracted about that stupid guy—"
"Not fair, you were the same way—"
"And you get so fed up with everyone—"
"When you were my age and no one was allowed to say anything to yo—"
"And then you end up doing reckless things like this! You better be glad I love you because right now—"
"You! And you don't love me good grief. Apparently you hate me! You can hear it in your tone righ—"
"Oh whatever Chilly—"
"Hey don't use my name with that tone!" Chilly snaps at Terra.
"For the love of supers, SHUT UP!" Mudslide says causing Chilly and Terra to exchange glances. Mudslide finally lets go of Teresa's mouth. That was a huge mistake. Teresa starts asking incomplete questions, demanding she be dropped off immediately. They only grow more irritated with her, but no one makes a move to shut her up. Dash is more calm than he thinks he should be. This car is filled with a bunch of teenagers. Could they really be the criminal masterminds behind all of the attacks?
What have I gotten myself into? Dash thinks in his head. His secret identity is supposed to be secret, yet he is sitting in a car, engulfed by a rock, surrounded by the villains he has been hunting for weeks. He keeps his mouth, for once, not able to come up with a lie. If he identifies their villain names, they might ask questions, but if he pretends like he doesn't know them at all, that might give him away just as much. But maybe this is good. If they don't know he is the Speedster, he can gather intel and report back. It could be like going undercover
This will be just like going undercover, Dash tries to convince himself, Okay, never mind. Not working. This is definitely not good. Not good at all.
