Felix strode towards the demolished go-kart confidently. Sure, it was going to be difficult, but it was just the test he was hoping for. He enjoyed shop class, but he also found it incredibly simple. As he inspected the kart, however, he realized that it was going to be even more difficult than he had initially assumed. Not only was it basically in pieces, but the engine was severely damaged, and while he was good at fixing things, he was no mechanic.

"Jiminey jaminey!" he said quietly. "How was Jack able to cause so much damage?" Honestly, the only person that he could have imagined causing more destruction to a go-kart was Ralph. But Felix couldn't imagine a reason for Ralph to wreck a kart, so he figured that this was the worst shape that he would ever see one in.

"Well, it wasn't exactly in great shape to begin with." Teddy sighed. "Do you really think you can fix it?"

"Of course I do!" Felix bluffed. "It may take a while, but I can definitely fix it!"

"Fantastic! Thanks, Felix!"

"You are very welcome, my friend."

Later that night, Felix took the kart back to his father's game. Before even going inside, he walked around the outside of the building towards the toolshed in the back. No one really used any of the tools, as his father took care of anything that needed fixing, but Felix was determined to do this by himself. How hard could it be to fix a go-kart? Okay, there's got to be something I could use in here. He thought. Rummaging around, he came across an ancient looking box filled with a variety of old tools that had clearly never been used.

"Alrighty, let's see what we've got here. Wrench, screwdriver, tape measure, ratchet, pliers, drill, saw. I guess it's a start. And I may need to find some paint somewhere, and maybe a new seat, and…"

"What are you doing in here, Felix?"

"Dad!" Felix exclaimed nervously. He had been so focused on the kart that he hadn't heard his father walk up behind him. "Uh, I was just working on-"

"A go-kart?"

"Well, yeah. My friend got into a minor…crash, I guess you could say."

"Well, son, I think you and I have two very different ideas of what counts as minor." Felix Sr. laughed, looking at the state of the kart. "Was your friend okay?"

"Yeah, he was fine, but clearly his go-kart was not, so…"

"So you wanted to fix it up for him, I see?"

"Well, yeah. So I was just looking for some tools, so I can-"

"If that's the case, then you missed one."

"Pardon me?"

"You're missing a tool"

"Which one?" Felix Jr. asked. At that, his father strolled past him into the shed. He approached the shelf along the back wall, and grabbed something off the top.

"The most important one of all." He held his hand out to reveal a shiny, golden hammer.

"B-but, Dad! Don't you need that?"

"Well this isn't the one that I use for gameplay. I keep this one in the shed in case I lose mine, but it looks like you need it much more than I do right now. Go ahead. Take it."

"Why, thank you! Thank you very much!" Felix said excitedly, grabbing the hammer and holding it as if it was as precious as a newborn baby. He had always secretly wanted the magical tool, but he had never dared ask for it. Now he could fix anything, just like his father.

"Now why don't you get back to work?" His father said with a proud smile.

"Will do, sir!" Felix exclaimed, turning towards what was left of the go-kart. "I can fix it!"

With a single tap of the hammer, the kart was in better condition than it had been when Teddy had first set foot in it. Felix grinned from ear-to-ear, both excited that he had actually fixed something other than what Ralph accidentally wrecked in shop class, and happy that his friend finally had a good quality kart; inside and out. They both were on their ways to achieving their biggest dreams.

The next day, Teddy walked up to him in the hallway.

"So how's the kart coming?" he asked.

"It's all fixed!"

"Really? How'd you do it so fast?"

"Well, let's just say I had a little help from my father."

"So he used the magic hammer?"

"Nope, he didn't. I did!" Felix said victoriously, holding up the tool that hadn't been more than five feet away from him since he received it.

"No way, dude! That's awesome! Did he actually give that to you? What about his game?"

"Well, it turned out that he had a spare, and now it's mine!"

"That's fantastic!"

"I know, right?"

"Hey, guys. What's up?" they heard from behind them.

"Oh, hey Felicity!" Teddy said. "Nothing much. We're talking about Felix's hammer."

"Oh, yeah. He's been talking about it nonstop at home." She said, feigning annoyance.

"And, by the way I just want to thank you again for yesterday."

"Really, it was nothing."

"No it wasn't. Honestly, if it wasn't for you, I don't know what would have happened!"

"Well, if it wasn't for you, I might still be dating Jack!"

"I seriously doubt it."

"Well, maybe-"

"Guys! Did you hear the news?" They heard from behind them.

"What news, Peter?" Felix asked.

"There's a new game getting plugged in next week!"

"Really?" Teddy asked.

"So, someone's going to get their own game!" Felicity said excitedly.

"What kind of game is it?" Felix asked.

"A racing game! What else?"