Back at the Mills' house, both Coiley and Fluey had nodded off, out of sheer boredom. Fluey was sprawled out on the couch, while Coiley was curled up in a chair. Skittles was awake, and looking around the room. She was thankful at least Adam was still asleep. But not for long. The doorbell rang suddenly, and that woke the boys up. All three of them.
"I get it," Adam said, drowsily. Immediately, Skittles grabbed his pant leg with her teeth and held him back.
"Coiley, watch him," Fluey said. "I'll get the door."
"Okay," Coiley said. "Just hurry it up."
Fluey nodded, and opened the door. Much to his surprise, it was none other than Multi's sister.
"Since when do you ring your own doorbell?" Fluey asked. "Besides, I thought you were gone all weekend."
"I know, but I forgot my keys," Windy said. "What are you still doing here, anyway?"
"Oh not much," Fluey shrugged, blocking the door. "Just baby-sitting."
"Why are you blocking the door?"
"No reason."
"Franky, let me in. I need to get my keys."
"I can't let you in here, Windy."
"You can't keep me out of my own house!"
"Trust me, Win. You don't want to come in here. Forget your keys and scram."
"Franklin McAlister, move it before I slug you!"
Having no choice, Fluey moved. Multi's sister had blackened both his eyes before, and he didn't fathom getting decked by her again (Windy had a killer right cross).
"The least you could do is speed it up," he said.
"I don't get you, Frank," Windy grumbled. "Why are you trying to keep me out of my own house?"
Before Fluey could answer, the seven foot tall Adam wandered into the room.
"Hi," he said. Windy stared at her baby brother in complete shock. Then her eyes rolled back, and she fell to the floor in a dead faint.
"That's why," Fluey groaned.
"Why she faw down?" Adam asked.
"She's sleeping," Coiley said, quickly. "Come on, Adam. Let's go watch TV."
"Kay," Adam said, following Coiley out of the room.
"Wait a minute, what am I supposed to do with her?!" Fluey shouted, indicating Windy.
"Improvise," Coiley said.
"Right," Fluey replied, rolling his eyes. Then he heaved a sigh, and began dragging Windy out of the room (mainly because she was taller than he was). Once he got her upstairs, there was another knock on the door. Fluey groaned, and went to answer it. It was Windy's friend, Iris.
"What's taking Windy so long?" she asked.
"She's suddenly not feeling well," Fluey said. "She said to go without her."
Iris just shrugged, and left. Fluey waited until she got out to a car being driven by another dark-haired girl (obviously Windy's other friend, Alexandra), and they disappeared down the street.
"Whew!" he sighed. "That was too close!"
"Where's Windy?" Coiley asked as he came into the room.
"Her room," Fluey said. "I locked the door and barricaded it from the outside. She'll kill me when she gets outta there, but I didn't have much of a choice. By the way, if you're in here, then who's watching Adam?"
"Skittles. But really, it's not a big deal. I just turned on the TV, and Adam's glued to it."
"Yeah, the ol' Electronic Baby-Sitter. That's what Aunt Tillie used to call it."
Coiley nodded, and he and Fluey sat down and tried to relax a little. Suddenly, the boys heard a loud crash coming from the den, and Skittles raced into the living room, barking her head off in panic.
"Come on!" Coiley shouted as he and Fluey ran into the other room, only to find a huge hole in the wall.
"Holy Mesopotamia!" Fluey shouted.
"He's out and he's bigger," Coiley said. "Come on! We'd better find him before somebody else does!"
The boys raced out of the Mills house as fast as they possibly could. Even though Adam was only three, he was pretty fast for his age. Skittles began sniffing around, trying to pick up a scent. Then she began barking, and ran off. Coiley and Fluey followed her, knowing if they didn't find their teammate's baby brother, he'd probably throttle them for losing him.
Meanwhile, Dr. Hendricks was driving along down the street, grumbling about Ken's shrinking machine, and the Impossibles. He figured they only wanted to work on it so they could show him up, and he wasn't about to let three punk teenage boys do that. As he was driving, he saw something in the middle of the road that caused him to slam on his brakes, skidding to a halt. He pulled his portable phone out of his glove compartment and immediately dialed the SSHQ.
"This is Dr. Hendricks," he said. "I need a truck out here large enough to hold . . . . . errrm . . . . just get me the biggest truck you can find, stat!"
Dr. Hendricks stepped out of his car, and stared at what caused him to stop. It was none other than Adam Mills, sitting in the middle of the street, playing with Mr. Big Ears. Coiley, Fluey, and Skittles had managed to catch up with him by this point. Unfortunately, Dr. Hendricks wasn't the only one who noticed the giant toddler. At least half the neighborhood had seen Adam as well.
"Oh boy, we sure got ourselves into a jam this time," Coiley said.
"You can say that again, boys," Dr. Hendricks said, coming up to the two Impossibles. "I believe you two have a lot of explaining to do."
Coiley and Fluey glanced at each other, nervously, wondering how in the wide world of sports they were going to get out of this one.
Meanwhile, Ken and Multi were up in one of the lofts of the storage facility while Barbara was standing around on the floor, waiting for them.
"Guys, we have to get back, this is taking too long!" she shouted. Ken sighed, and put the lid back on the crate he had opened. Then he started going down the ladder. Multi was about to follow, when something caught his eye next to the crate he and his father had just opened. It was another large crate with the words "MILLS SHRINK RAY" on it.
"Dad! Barbara! I found it!" he called.
"Great!" Barbara shouted. "But how do we get it down?"
"You wouldn't happen to know how to operate a fork lift, would you, Mark?" Ken asked.
"No problem," Multi said, and he pulled a small, black box out of his pocket. The box had two buttons on it. One was red, and the other was black.
"What in the world is that thing?" Ken asked once he saw it.
"Didn't I tell you the lab guys at HQ finally gave us a way to transform without us having to be together?" Multi asked. "Stand clear. I'm going to need some room."
Ken shrugged, and went down the ladder to the ground. Multi pushed the red button on his black box, and in a flash of color, he had transformed into his superhero counterpart. Then, he multiplied, grabbed his father's crate, and lowered it to the ground. Then he used his duplicates to propel himself down from the loft. Ken sighed, and shook his head.
"I don't think I'll ever get used to my son being a superhero," he said. "Come on, let's get this thing in the van. Barbara, you drive. Mark, you help me."
"You're gonna assemble it while I'm driving?" Barbara asked.
"We don't have time to waste," Multi said, as he duplicated again. He and his copies picked up the crate, and carried it to the back of the van. Once it was inside, and Multi retracted his duplicates, he and Ken got to work immediately, while Barbara climbed into the driver's seat, and drove off.
It didn't take long to reach the Mills' house, but they were a bit surprised to see it roped off with police tape. Multi also noticed several agents from the SSHQ were there as well.
"Uh oh," he said.
"What's going on here?" Ken asked, as he and Barbara climbed out of the van. Multi followed.
"Mr. and Mrs. Mills, I presume?" Dr. Hendricks asked as he, Reggie, and the SSHQ chief mechanic, Mike Rogers, came over. "I'm Dr. Hendricks from the Secret Security Headquarters. I assume, since your son works there, you're familiar with it and what we do."
"Oh boy . . . ." Multi groaned.
"Where's my baby?" Barbara asked.
"Don't panic, Mrs. Mills," Reggie said, holding a whining Skittles, and then passing her off to Multi. "We just wanted to give your son a little more room so he wouldn't hurt himself. Coiley and Fluey are fine as well, they're with another unit, going down Hillshire Road, with your son."
"What happened?" Ken asked.
"According to Coiley and Fluey, your son grew again," Reggie said. "They explained the whole thing."
"But how did he grow again?" Multi asked.
"They didn't know," Mike said, shrugging. "All Coiley said was that your sister came home lookin' for her keys, saw your brother, and fainted, and then Coiley took him to another room to watch TV. Next thing he and Fluey knew, he grew again."
Before anyone else could say anything, a car pulled up to the Mills' house. Multi recognized it as Big D's car, and groaned. It was obvious Dr. Hendricks had called in the chief.
"All right, Hendricks," Big D said, walking over. "What exactly is this all about?"
"Simple story, sir," Dr. Hendricks said. "Agents Coil, Multi, and Fluid snuck into the lab at HQ without permission, and began working on the machine Multi's father had built. I assume they didn't get your authorization, sir?"
"This is the first I heard of it," Big D said, and he gave Multi a Look. "Agent Multi, you had better have an explanation for this."
"I just wanted to prove my dad's shrinking machine would work in reverse," Multi said. "I knew if I had the chance to, I'd be able to prove it worked, but Dr. Hendricks wouldn't let me get a word in edgewise. He wouldn't take my suggestions, and he wouldn't even listen to us, and I know what I'm doing with that machine, and so does my dad."
"You knew what you were doing," Dr. Hendricks said. "Does that mean you intended to use your baby brother as a guinea pig?"
"Of course not!" Multi shouted. "We were using one of his toys, and apparently, he just sort of slipped away from us and got into the path of the laser while our attention was diverted. I can't be in two places at once!"
"Yes you can," Dr. Hendricks mumbled.
"Okay, okay, so I can," Multi said. "Seriously, chief, I only took my brother into the lab because I didn't have any other choice. Coiley, Fluey, and I were stuck baby-sitting.
"I see," Big D said. "Multi, do you realize your actions could very well cause you, Coil, and Fluid a suspension, without having to go through the three strikes rule I have?"
"I know, Big D, I know," Multi said. "Dr, Hendricks already suspended us. But if you'll just give me a chance, I can fix this mess. Believe me, I'm sure Dad can shrink my brother back to his normal size."
"And just how are you going to do that?" Dr. Hendricks asked. "Jamming the bottom of a Coke bottle into a laser?"
"Now wait a minute," Ken said. "Just who do you think you are talking to my boy like that? He was only doing what he felt he had to do because you wouldn't take him seriously! Just because he's young does not mean he doesn't know what he's talking about! I don't condone him sneaking into the lab, but he wouldn't have had to if you guys had just . . . . ."
"Mr. Mills," Big D interrupted. "I realize you're upset, but I don't think it's necessary to give me the riot act. For twenty years, I have been running the Secret Security Headquarters. In those twenty years, I have never worked with anyone I considered a fool, and I don't intend to start now. Hendricks."
"Yes, Big D?" Dr. Hendricks asked.
"You're fired," Big D said. Dr. Hendricks just stood there, in complete shock. Big D had said that so calmly, like they had been discussing the weather. The others were a little surprised themselves.
"Now then, Mr. Mills," Big D said. "Just what do you have in mind for getting your son back to normal?"
"Hold it, gang," Mike said, coming over carrying a walkie-talkie. "We've got a transmission from Fluey comin' in, and we've got a problem."
"What's wrong, Fluey?" Multi asked, taking the walkie-talkie from Mike.
"You guys aren't gonna believe this," Fluey said. "But as we were going down Hillshire, Adam busted out of the truck they were transporting him in. He's even bigger than before now!"
"Oh great, that's just what we need," Multi sighed.
"Somethin' tells me we're gonna need a bigger truck," Mike said.
"Well, we aren't going to do anything just standing here," Big D said.
"Right," Multi said. "Let's move!"
The group split up and took off toward Hillshire Drive. Multi was using the radio to keep in contact with Fluey, since he was the only one of the three of them who still had his communication device on him.
"What's Adam doing now, Fluey?" Multi asked.
"He's just standing there," Fluey said. "And smiling."
"I don't like the way he's looking at us, Fluey," Coiley said. Suddenly, Coiley and Fluey found themselves being seized by a giant toddler.
"Gallopin' Goliath!" Coiley shouted.
"May day, Multi! May day!" Fluey yelled into his wristwatch communicator.
"Fluey, what's the matter?" Multi asked, but unfortunately, he had lost the signal.
"What happened?" Mike asked.
"I don't know, I lost him," Multi said. "That wrist communicator of Fluey's doesn't have as strong a signal as our guitars, and I know for a fact Coiley's guitar is back at my house!"
"Hold it, hold it," Mike said. "We're pickin' somethin' up on the radio here."
"Agent McGinty," Multi said, once the picture appeared on the Impossi-Mobile's screen.
"What's up, McGinty?" Mike asked.
"Your brother, Multi," Agent McGinty said. "He picked up Agents Coil and Fluid and just put them in his pocket, and he started walking off."
"That explains why we lost the signal," Multi said. Then he sighed. "He's always doing that. We're always finding the weirdest things in his pockets."
"Never mind that now," Mike said. "We've got to alert the chief."
Multi nodded, and switched the radio signal to Big D and Reggie. The two groups met up along the highway, and informed Big D, Reggie, and Multi's parents about what was going on.
"This is unbelievable," Ken groaned.
"I just don't understand how he can keep growing like this!" Multi shouted.
"Wait a minute, wait a minute," Reggie said. "I just remembered something. Hillshire Drive is lined with power lines. Multi, tell me exactly what you were doing the first time you noticed your brother grew."
"Well, I had stuck something in the microwave, and left Adam alone in the kitchen while it was cooking," Multi said. "Next thing I knew he was seven feet tall."
"Right," Reggie said. "And Coiley and Multi said he grew while he was watching TV."
"And he grew again while traveling down Hillshire Drive!" Ken shouted. "That's it! That's it!"
"What's it?" Barbara asked, confused. "I don't get it."
"That makes two of us," Multi commented. "What's going on, Dad?"
"It's simple," Ken said. "You see, behind every electrical object, there's a magnetic force field, and that's what's causing Adam to grow!"
"Of course!" Multi shouted. "The microwave, the TV, the power lines . . . . . it makes perfect sense!"
"Yeah, okay," Mike said, holding a walkie-talkie. "Just out of curiosity, would these electrical objects include neon lights?"
"Yeah, why?" Ken asked.
"Because I just got off the radio with McGinty," Mike said, sounding nervous. "Your kid's headin' directly for Glitter City."
Glitter City was a sister city of none other than Las Vegas, Nevada, complete with casinos, and colorful neon lights all over the place.
"Uh oh . . . . . ." Multi, Ken, Barbara, and Reggie all said in unison.