Gacha Omake - Cauldron

In 1518, a great and terrible plague broke out in the middle of the Holy Roman Empire, in the city of Strasbourg. Perhaps through witchcraft, or maybe through plague, or even through sheer boredom (since in those days, shitty money-grabbing mobile games did not exist yet), the citizens were afflicted with a terrible ailment. Starting in July, a woman started dancing in the middle of the street without stop. Within a week, several dozen others had joined her, and within the month, over four hundred people were infected.
The plague was so bad that, rather than simply stopping, the affected kept dancing until they died from spontaneous heart attacks, strokes, and exhaustion. To this day, this tragic event has gone down in the record as one of the darkest pages in all of human history. Not because about four-hundred people died, but because this event consisted of about four hundred white girls constantly trying to keep dancing. An offence to both people with a sense of rhythm and humanity as a whole, it is generally considered a great mercy to the other people of Strausburg that they were released from their suffering within a month.

Now, normally this would be an interesting, but completely irrelevant, tidbit of information, were it not for one be-fedora'd young woman (not so young actually isn't she like forty at this point? At least somewhere in her thirties right? Maybe she has age-changing tech?) by the name of Fortuna, with the supernatural ability to completely destabilize even the most inane of plot-lines. It was on a warm summer's evening (at least, it was summer in her dimension, she didn't care for the seasons like all those scrubs on earth bet) that she decided on the most important course of action in her life.

Path to Teaching Eidolon how to Dance.

Her power, of course, responded with a simple [NOPE]

Okay, she thought. She'd need to figure out a different question. Path to making Eidolon dance.

[STILL NOPE] her power responded, and Contessa remembered that her power didn't fucking work on the dipshit anyway, no matter what the question was.

Path to making whipepo dance? She asked, getting an immediate response.

"Door me to boogeytown," she stated to thin air, a portal opening before her, leading to earth Dalet, better known as earth Disco.

Earth Dalet was, above all else, known for its shitty music tastes. For Aeons, or rather, like twenty years cause the timeframe was pretty compressed, Cauldron researchers had thought the people were just like, really stupid. Now, however, Contessa knew what was ailing them. A real disease that actually existed and the author didn't make up. Knowing what to do, she walked up to a random dancing girl and kissed her, and it was totally hot and stuff. Then, infected with the dancing disease which didn't really work like that because it was probably related to a psychoactive mushroom in the grain supply, she doored back to Cauldron's base, and breathed into the air supply

Several hours later, Doctor Mother (Who wasn't an actual doctor, and never had any children either.) was boogeying down the hallways filled with prisoners, and Number Man was performing hip sways that were mathematically optimal for charming well-dressed ladies. Sadly, the author was friends with a bunch of Contandria shippers, so instead of Number Man ending up with our current protagonist, Fortuna was slow-dancing with the invulnerable Alexandria. Taking advantage of her partner's invulnerability, she turned off her power, and accidentally stepped on unfeeling toes a few times. Rebecca didn't mind. Her only romantic experience had been a college fling with one D. Hebert, even though the timeline, personalities, and everything else about it didn't make any sense. Also, she'd never even gone to college because her mind was already perfect. Nevertheless, she kept dancing with Contessa, her mind drifting to opportunities where she could slowly crush the dreams and hopes of teenage supervillains. Perhaps she could kill a few of Hellhound's puppies? That seemed in character somehow? But no, Fortuna's love had redeemed her, and she was a hero once again.

Custodian, of course, danced with herself, because even if she was a spoopy ghost, she sure as hell wasn't going to dance with Eidolon. Not just because Eidolon couldn't dance worth shit, but because, just like every other female character in Worm except maybe Battery, Lady Photon and Brandish, she was totally gay. (This was also why there were so few second generation capes. That's not just because genning a 2nd gen cape is like, twice the work)

Eidolon was in his office, his legs intertwined with themselves as he desperately tried and failed to boogy down. Eventually, he had an idea, and he dropped his current powers: The ability to be invulnerable. The ability to punch mountains apart, and the ability to manipulate traffic lights at a distance.

Instead, he got three different Thinker abilities. First, the ability of perfect rhythm. Second, the ability of perfect movement. Third, the ability to actually be fucking charismatic for once.

Alas, none of it helped, and he still danced like JD from Scrubs. Little did any of them know, the only way for Eidolon to be able to dance was for Taylor to summon Disco David, and even then, he'd only be able to Dance to Disco music, and he'd have a shitty afro