Previously on "Final Space," yo...

"Gary, the war for your universe has begun. Our journey leads to Final Space."

"Wait, to Quinn?"

"Look who it is."

"Invictus. It found you! Go!"

"Quinn!"

"Go!"

"Unless the balance is restored, all will be lost."

"Always meant to be together, but never meant to be."

"I'm free!"

"Let's go to Final Space."

"Quinn."

"Gary."

Gary and Quinn held each other close. It had been so long since she had felt another person's warmth. "Is this a dream?" she asked.

Gary shook his head. "Dream? No. This is real. It's me."

Quinn pushed him away. "I told you not to come."

"I couldn't stay away. Also, that made it forbidden, which only made me want to do it extra more."

Then Quinn said those three infamous words. "It's a trap." Suddenly, they heard a loud roar behind them. They saw it. A huge, spectral face with horns growing from the sides. "Invictus," Quinn said in a horrified whisper. She held on to Gary and shouted, "GO, GO, GO!"

Back on the Crimson Light, Little Cato shouted to Sheryl to punch it. The ship plowed its way through the sea of dead Garys with Invictus hot on its trail. Fly operated the tow line and tried to pull Quinn and Gary up. She grimaced at the sight before her. "Why are there so many dead versions of you, Gary?" she shouted. "Are you THAT bad at self-preservation?!"

"Of course, all timelines flow into Final Space," said HUE as more of the dead Garys splatted on the Crimson Light's windshield like bugs. Sheryl was disturbed having to see all these dead versions of her son. Then the crew saw something even more disturbing: two giant figures.

"My God," gasped Sheryl.

"Big Titans," muttered Ash.

"I see them!"

"There are big Titans!"

"Ooh, heavens," said Tribore, surprisingly calm. "That's my kind of big. Titan big!"

"The Titans are on a collision course with us," said AVA.

Suddenly, something huge appeared and punched the Titan on the left through its head. Little Cato recognized who it was immediately. "Bolo!"

Sheryl weaved the ship between the two Titans, making Gary and Quinn flail about like a kite on a string. Fly swore as she continued to reel the two in. "Sheryl," she shouted on the communicator. "Would you mind keeping it steady!? I can't reach your son if you keep flying like you're in a freaking demolition derby!"

"Oh, I'm sorry, would YOU like to take control of the ship while having to dodge Titans and crashing through dead versions of my son?! No? Then shut up and pull those two in!"

Suddenly, the second Titan appeared in front of the ship and let out a roar. Sheryl smirked and increased speed. Fox noticed this and panicked. "You're speeding up?!"

"We're gonna do a short burst lightfold right through the Titan."

Avocato heard that and shrieked, "What?! You're just as crazy as Gary!"

Sheryl chuckled. "I'm his mother. Where do you think he got it from?"

"Sheryl, you're not just crazy, you're nuts," shouted Fly. "I haven't gotten Gary and Quinn on board yet!"

Sheryl ignored her. "Lightfold!"

"Let's do this!" shouted Little Cato with enthusiasm. Sheryl pulled the lightfold lever and the Crimson Light made a beeline toward the Titan and flew through the front of its skull and out the back. "Sweetheart, is the space demon still following us," asked Sheryl.

Fly looked ahead. "Oh, yeah. That devil is right behind us."

"Your soul will fall shackled to the horror of an infinite nightmare."

"I like to see you try, devil!"

"Oh, Elizabeth. Running away again."

"DON'T CALL ME ELIZABETH!" Fly groaned as she felt the tow line start to slip. "Mooncake, little help!"

The little green blob flew out the ship and pulled Gary and Quinn on board. Then he flew out and fired his laser at Invictus. "CHOOKITY-POCK!" But the devil redirected the laser back at him and he was sent flying back into Gary's arms.

Bolo managed to catch up with the ship and called out, "Run now. While you still have time." He grabbed it and threw it like a baseball across Final Space. Unfortunately, where they wound up was smack dab in the middle of an asteroid field. The huge rocks started battering the ship, rocking its crew around.

"I can't stabilize it," shouted Sheryl.

Ava reported, her voice breaking up, "Catastrophic f-f-failures reporting on all s-s-s-s-systems. You must ab-ab-ab-ab-abandon ship. I will try to give you as much time as possible. Go!"

The crew grabbed whatever they could in the little time they had and fled for the escape pod. HUE paused and said, "AVA, quick. Download yourself into me."

"I can't, H.U.E. My mainframe is a-already damaged. A transfer can-cannot be made."

HUE knew what that meant. He had to abandon the one he loved so much. In spite of the arguments and teasing, they did love each other. And now... "I wish... I wish I knew how to cry."

"For me-me?"

"For you. And for us."

Everyone strapped into their seats and felt the escape pod launch. They looked out the window to see the ship they called home crash into a large asteroid. "AVA..." Fly wept. "Our home...it's gone." Avocato put a hand on her shoulder.

When the pod landed and its door opened, the Team Squad found themselves looking at a barren wasteland with nothing but black rocks and a blood red sky. They were stranded in Final Space and nobody was coming to save them.

"We don't belong here," said Ash solemnly.

"Nobody does," said Little Cato.

"This is probably the closest thing to Hell if there is one." Fly said, feeling hands starting to sweat and tremble.

"I don't know how, but we escape this place and we get back home," said Gary with determination. "We get back home."

"Gary, is there even a home to go back to?" asked Fly. "Nothing survives out here for long."

"I got a feeling. Believe me."

"What do we do until then," asked Little Cato with a sigh.

"We survive," said Quinn.

Fly looked up at the sky. Then she began to sing sadly, "The darkness makes me feel so small. Count the stars as they fall."

"Whoa," said Little Cato. "That's the first time I heard you sing something other than 'If I Words'."

"I made it up on the fly. No pun intended," she said before resuming, "You say we'll never be alone again. Keep your starry eyes 'til the very end. Falling up, down, in between, we'll bravely go where no one's been 'til the very end! 'Til the very end!"

It seemed appropriate. That song seemed to summarize their lives perfectly. "'Til the very end," Quinn whispered as she rubbed her upper left arm. It was getting worse.

A month passed. The Team Squad was still stranded on the dead planet. During that time, Gary managed construct a makeshift ham radio and was attempting to make his...he lost how many times he tried to make contact with anyone still alive. They hadn't even heard anything from Bolo.

Fly looked at herself in the mirror. She took note of the dark circles under her eyes and parted some of her white hair to get a closer look at her face. She really looked so different, she could hardly recognize herself. "Shit," she cursed. "Another day in Final Space, worst stink hole in existence." She looked back at Gary, who was still talking into the ham radio.

"Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo! It's Gary Goodspeed, hello! Anybody out there? Still in Final Space, on this... I'm just going to say it. On this stupid planet! With the worst food ever!" He stuck his hands into his pocket and pulled out a fat worm the size of a rugby ball. "You can't even see them, but if you saw what I was holding... it's like a fat torpedo." He took a bite out of it and groaned in disgust. Then the head grew back. "Look, I know it's your head that I'm eating... but it tastes like a butt-hole."

"Talking to your food again, Gary," said Fly.

"The good thing is it doesn't talk back," he said.

At that moment, Quinn returned with bags over her shoulder. "We should get back. The temperature's rising quickly."

"You find anything," Gary asked hopefully.

"Just these." She opened one of the bags and pulled out more of those worms, much to his disgust. He heard footsteps and turned to see Tribore and Avocato. "You, Tribore? You got anything?"

"Oh, yes," said Tribore. "These." The six-eyed alien pulled out more of those worms out of his satchel and ate one of them. "They're nice and plumpy."

Fly stuck her tongue out. "I'm gonna go check up on Little Cato, Fox and Ash if anyone needs me."

She found Little Cato gathering more of those regenerating worms from under some rocks. She gagged as she watched them eat their heads only for them to grow back. "Seriously? Is there really nothing else out here?"

"Well, unless you can plant vegetables or pizza, yes," said the young Ventrexian.

Fly sighed. "I wish we hadn't left behind Clarence's stockpile of liquor back on the Crimson Light. I need a fucking drink." At the mention of Clarence, a low growl was heard.

"Could you not say the C word around me and Ash," Fox asked, a little irritated.

"Oh. Sorry. How is she?"

Fox and Little Cato turned to Ash who was talking to someone sitting on a rock. It was Harp. She was sitting cross legged with her hands in her lap. Her eyes were glazed over and unfocused. If it weren't for her slow and steady breathing, she would have been mistaken for dead. Cautiously, Fly approached them.

Ash's aura appeared and she turned around. She calmed down a little when she saw her. "Oh, it's you."

"Yeah, it's me," said Fly emotionlessly. She looked at Harp and shook her head. "HUE said there's some device in her body keeping her vital organs functional even though she's essentially brain dead." She sighed. "I don't know why Cetus chose her of all people to be the final Dimensional Key, but now that that purpose is finished..."

Ash's hand tightened as she growled, "She'll come out of it. I've been feeding her, helping her walk, cleaning her. I think I might have made some progress. She's chewing by herself now."

Fly sighed. She knew what she'll say next could possibly kill her, but it was better not to sugar coat it. "Ash, I think it might be best to put her out of her misery."

Ash growled. "You don't know that! You don't know if she'll recover!"

"Ash, look at her. She may look like it, but that's not your sister. That's a mindless doll. This...this isn't living." Fly put a hand on Ash's shoulder, but she recoiled at her touch.

"LEAVE ME!"

Fly did what she said and left her. She asked Fox, "Can't you try to convince her that what she's doing isn't right? She listens to you more."

But the big guy shook his head. "I tried, but she won't listen. She kept saying she just got her back."

Little Cato could only watch Ash attempt to get Harp up in pity.

"Are we going to have to carry that doll around while we're here?" Fly asked. "She's just dead weight. We have to-" Suddenly, she stopped and her face froze in horror. A chill ran down her spine.

"Fly?" Fox asked, concerned.

"Mom, what's wrong?" asked Little Cato.

Trembling, she turned to face them and said softly, "She's here!"

While Fly went to talk to Ash, Gary put a hand on Quinn's shoulder. "Quinn, you know it's, uh, it's been a month. At some point, you have to open up and tell me what you've been through. I'm here."

She smiled and said, "Hm. It will happen. Right now, let's just focus on staying alive."

Gary took the hint. "Okay. I-I get it. In the right time. In the right time, I'm here. Anytime."

Quinn giggled a little as she watched Gary go to help Tribore and Avocato. Her smile vanished as she rolled up her sleeve and saw her arm's veins were glowing a sick yellow.

"That's what happens when you're in Final Space for too long." Quinn gasped and looked up to see Cetus floating above her. She was about to alert Gary and the others when Cetus held her finger up. "Ah, ah. Look." She pointed up. It was raining dead Garys. Hundreds of them in fact.

It was then that Gary and Avocato were alerted to her presence. "What are you doing here," Gary demanded as he pointed his gun at her.

"You took away my victory, brother," said Cetus with a hiss. "When you freed Bolo. Now I'll have to find another way to devour Invictus. But for now, this is payback." Tentacles shot out of her hands and injected themselves into the dead Garys. They started to writhe about as they underwent a horrible transformation.

Some sprouted bone sickles out of their palms, others grew tentacles made from their own intestines, muscles and nerves out of their backs and a few more had their legs fused together to form a tail with a barb at the end.

Gary cringed in disgust and fear at seeing all these dead versions of himself mutate into these monster alien zombies. "That right there is without a doubt the single most terrifying thing I have ever seen. I mean, right now, the turds in my body are looking for the nearest emergency exit, but we're mid-flight and the seat-belt light is on."

Cetus pointed at Gary and his friends. "Now...KILL THEM ALL!"

The dead Garys roared and charged forward.

"RUN!" shouted Quinn as they ran.

"Avocato, torch 'em up," shouted Gary.

Avocato nodded and pressed the trigger button he carried. This activated the bomb planted on their shelter, the escape pod and there was a tremendous explosion. Gary laughed as the dust settled down. "That was... tight! Tight!"

"Whoo!" Avocato cheered as he and Gary fist bumped.

"We're just a couple of average guys blowing up cliff faces and stuff."

"Blasting caps and moving mountains, baby!"

Tribore nonchalantly said as he pointed to the explosion spot. "Are you two done? Because this is becoming progressively less delightful." What Gary and Avocato blew up was merely the vanguard of thousands more of those mutant zombie Garys. "Super good work! You blew them even closer."

"We need to run," shouted Quinn.

As they ran from the horde of zombies, Tribore suddenly began to slow down and he grabbed his belly in pain. "Oh, mighty heavens! The egg!"

Gary was not sure he heard that right. "The WHAT?!"

"Okay, it's none of your business."

"I think it is my business! We're running for our lives!"

Tribore groaned in pain again. "One of you carry me!"

"Not it," Avocato immediately said.

"Well, it's not gonna be me."

Gary groaned as he carried Tribore on his back. "How do you weight so much?!"

"The Menendez family is known for having junk in the trunk."

Fly, Ash, Fox, Little Cato, Mooncake and HUE watched the frightening scene through the binoculars. "Uh, why is Gary carrying Tribore," asked Little Cato.

"And is it me or is Tribore putting on more weight than normal," asked Fly.

"Something must be wrong. Mooncake, they need help!"

The little green blob nodded and flew up into the sky before he fired his laser at the zombies. "CHOOKITY! POCK!"

Gary cheered him on. "Oh, yeah, that's my buddy!"

"Go, squishy!" cheered Fly.

But then, something worse than zombie Garys appeared, looming over the planet and staring down at the Team Squad. A Titan.

"I think I just peed a little," whimpered Fly.

"Oh, good," said Fox. "I thought it was me."

The Titan raised his fist to smash the Team Squad and the planet with them when a voice behind him shouted, "BOLO'S BACK, BABY!"

The Titan lowered his fist and turned to face Bolo. "Invictus wants you dead, Bolo. You'll wish you never escaped."

Bolo charged to punch his opponent, but the Titan ducked in time and he punched the planet instead. The resulting shockwave sent Mooncake flying while the rest of the Team Squad fell into a crack that formed right under their feet.

Little Mooncake recovered and began to look for his friends, but he couldn't find them. Instead, he found Cetus and the zombie Garys. "What are you waiting for," she barked at them. "Dig! Kill!" While the zombies began clawing at the dirt, she looked up to see Bolo and the Titan fighting and she licked her lips. "Supper time."

Gary awoke to find Quinn, Hue and Tribore. "Is everyone okay? Where's Avocato? Fox? Ash?" He heard someone frantically digging behind him. He turned around to see Fly digging away at a huge rock pile. "Fly? What are you doing?"

"They're on the other side," she said frantically. "My boy! Avocato! Fox! Ash!"

Quinn pulled her away from it. "Fly! You're going to trigger a rockslide if you keep digging like that!"

"But...Little Cato!"

Gary put a hand on her shoulder. "Allow me." He walked to the rock pile and took off his shirt and jacket. He put his hand on the rocks and whispered, "Avocato... feel me. Feel me, Avocato."

Quinn just watched this bizarre scene with a raised eyebrow. "What are you doing?"

"I don't think you would understand, Quinn."

"Try me."

"Avocato and I have a bond forged in the eternal blanket of friendship. We've clasped hands. That means we've connected on another plane of existence."

Quinn nodded, trying to make sense of it. "Hmm... aren't we supposed to have that?"

"Not as far as I can tell, no."

"Trust me," deadpanned Fly. "What those two got is something us two sensible women could never understand. Honestly, I don't know what Avocato sees in him."

"Shush!" Gary put his hand back on the rocks and whispered, "Feel me. Feel Gary." In his mind, he was with Avocato in a vast field of reeds.

"I do feel you, baby."

"Oh, sweet! We're talking through rocks. Hey, we're okay, yo."

"We are, too."

"I felt that."

"We're going to try and find a way out. Feel me. Feel the friendship."

"Oh, yeah. I feel that friendship. And we will do the same, buddy. Peace out."

"Before we part, is Harp with you? Ash is getting frantic."

"Uh...I think so."

"Good. That'll calm her down."

The moment ended and Gary put his shirt and jacket back on. "We have to watch over Harp. Otherwise, Ash will kill us."

Fly looked down at the motionless girl then exhaled. "I don't want to carry around dead weight, but if it means keeping Ash from going berserk, then..." She reached into her bag and pulled out a small box. She pressed a button on it and it changed size. Then she placed Harp into the box and strapped it onto her back. "It's lighter than it looks," she assured them.

Avocato backed away from the rocks with a smile. "They're okay," he said to Little Cato, Fox, Ash and Sheryl.

Fox sniffed a little. "I feel blessed to have witnessed that. That was like a lighthouse in this ocean of sadness."

"And Harp," asked Ash, her aura starting to form. "What happened to my sister?!"

Avocato smiled. "She's fine. Fly has her. She won't let anything happen to her." Ash calmed down a little. "We should find a way out."

"Well, there's only one way to go."

"Then we're gonna go the only way."

Gary led his friends down a path, holding a glow stick. "I know things look dark, but on the sunny side, an inseparable barrier now divides us and KVN."

KVN burst out of the wall. "Did someone say inseparable?"

"NO!" screamed Fly. "WHY WON'T YOU DIE?!" she sobbed over-dramatically.

"I can't," KVN said, giving her a hug. "Nothing can keep me from my friends!" Fly smashed his face into a rock.

Suddenly, Tribore let out a groan and clutched his stomach. "Oh, heavens!"

Quinn asked, not sure where this was going, "Uh, Tribore? What is it?"

"I can't hold it any longer! Get ready for this bombshell. I'm pregnant! Ohh!"

Well, nobody was expecting that. "You're pregnant," Fly asked. "Wait, are you male or female this time of year? It's hard to remember."

"Doesn't matter. A life slumbers deep, deep, deep inside of me," snapped Tribore. "Oh! It's on the move. It's coming! Ohh! I'm dilating! Ohh!"

"No," shouted Gary. "Tell it no!"

"It's a little too late. It's got a one-way ticket to life."

"Okay, this is the worst time for this! Revoke the ticket."

"It's a VIP fast pass. Oh! Take me to the riverbed!"

"Okay," said Fly. "Does anybody here have a hot, wet towel?"

Back with Avocato's group, they found their path blocked by what looked like a giant humanoid figure in armor buried up to his waist in the dirt. "Uh, Dad?" whispered Little Cato. "Giant sleeping robot at 11:00."

"Do not wake him up," Avocato said in a hushed tone.

"YOU GOT IT!" yelled Fox. He covered his mouth when he realized his mistake, but it was too late. The robot began to stir.

Little Cato sighed. "In fairness, that had to end with FOX waking him up, right? We all know that that was gonna happen."

The robot let out a groan and asked in an old, weary and dry voice, "Where am I? It's been so long."

"Who the hell are you?" asked Avocato. "How did you get down here? And how do we get out of here?"

"I don't know." Then he looked down and screamed, "What?! Where are my legs?! Where are my legs?! Oh, God!" Suddenly, he blacked out only to regain consciousness seconds later. "Where am I?"

"No, no, no, who are you?!" demanded Little Cato.

"I don't know. Oh, no! My name. It's gone. Oh, no! Where are my legs? Oh, God, they have vanished! My legs!"

The young Ventrexian groaned in annoyance. "Okay, now I'm curious. What happened to your legs?"

"My legs! Where in sweet heaven did my legs run off to?" The robot wailed as he banged his fists like a child having a tantrum.

"Whoa, did you feel that?" asked Fly. "Feels like an earthquake!"

Gary ignored her and asked Tribore, "You're telling me you've been pregnant this whole time?"

"Impressed?" the six-eyed alien asked.

"I just thought he was fat," said HUE.

Tribore groaned in pain. Gary asked him, "Is there anything I can do? And just please feel free to say no."

"Stare intensely into my eyes and don't look away." Gary looked away. Tribore slapped him. "Don't look away, Larry! Gaze into my eyes!" Tribore clasped his hands.

Gary cringed in disgust. "Oh, why are your hands so sweaty?"

"Stare harder, Henry!"

"I'm staring as hard as I can!" Tribore tightened his grip, making Gary scream.

"The hatchling! It's coming," Tribore said through strained teeth.

"Where is it coming out of," asked Quinn.

"Oh, man, please don't answer that," said Fly, who was starting to look green in the face.

"It's like you don't even know me," Tribore grunted at Quinn. "It's the sweaty, muscled, love bulge between my shoulder pelvis."

"Shoulder pelvis?" questioned Fly. "You mean the nape of your neck?"

"Whatever!"

Quinn and HUE took a look at the back of Tribore's neck and what they saw made them recoil in disgust. Tribore growled in pain at Gary, "Tighter, Barry! I need you to mean it!"

"Oh, my fingers! I mean it!"

"Mean it harder, Leslie!"

Fly squirmed as the thing on Tribore's neck started grow. "Oh, God, it's getting bigger! It's gonna pop!"

"Heavens, it's cresting," screamed Tribore. "Fly! Release the cork!"

"Cork?! Like a bottle cork?!"

"Yes! Uncork. My. Baby. Hole."

Fly made a disgusted sound and whined, "I don't wanna touch it!"

"Unplug the dang cork," shouted Gary angrily.

"No!"

KVN was the only brave and stupid enough to remove the large boil. "Yeah! Hoooray! KVN did it!" Quinn got boil juice on her face and she wiped it off. At the same time, an egg plopped out from between Tribore's legs, much to Fly and Gary's disgust.

"And... jackpot!" Tribore picked up the egg and cuddled it. "And now... back to the office," he said, like nothing happened.

"Can I keep the cork," asked KVN.

Suddenly, the cave shook and the zombie Garys popped out of the ceiling and dropped onto the ground. "It would appear they are back," said HUE.

"Run," hissed Fly.

Avocato shouted at the giant robot, "Hey! Wake up! This is important. How do we get out of here?"

"Final Space? No one who enters leaves." The robot took off its helmet, revealing he was actually a giant, three-eyed alien. His face's veins were a sick yellow color. "The longer you're here, the more this place poisons you."

Ash realized, "Quinn... Quinn's been here longer than all of us."

"I remember now how I got here," said the alien solemnly. "I was looking for a hole to die in. Do that, too. So you don't have to watch the ones you care about die. Please... end this for me."

Ash held out her hand. "Avocato, give me your blaster. I'm putting him out of his misery." She pulled the trigger and blasted the laser right in the forehead. "Now he's at peace." She sighed and shook her head. "I'm a hypocrite."

Suddenly, hands burst out of the walls. It was the zombie Garys. "I'm gonna need that back," Avocato said, taking the gun from her.

"Why did you have to die so many times, Gary," snapped Fly. "There's too many of them!"

"We need backup," said Quinn.

"Then you're in luck. Hatch, you beautiful thing," Tribore said to the egg. Then he tossed the egg like a rugby ball and everyone watched as it hatched and the infant inside grew into an adult. He even wore a white suit and cape.

Then he spoke as he pulled off the cape, "Yo soy... Quatronostro."

"Oh, he appears to have named himself," said HUE.

"Ahora, si me disculpan, todos morirán ahora." Quatronostro pulled two guns out of his holsters and began to fire at the zombies.

Fly raised an eyebrow. "Why is he speaking Spanish?"

"Do you know a more stylish romance language?" asked Tribore.

"French, maybe."

Tribore blew a raspberry at her. Still, he made a proud smile toward his spawn. "Lordy-do! The flare... the spotlight hoggin'. I had my doubts, but he's definitely mine. Save some killing for papa."

It took only a few seconds to kill them all. Suddenly, a hole in appeared in the ceiling. That was the group's cue to leave.

Back with Avocato's group, they fired everything they had at the zombies, but every time they shot one, two more would take their place. Eventually, they started to run low on ammo. "I love you, Dad," Little Cato said to his father. If they were going to die, he should at least hear that.

Back with Bolo, he was still clashing with the Titan. "Mooncake, I need you!"

The Titan bashed him the head and laughed. "You're weak, Bolo! Too long in the cage." Mooncake fired his lasers at the Titan, but he merely shrugged them off and reached for the little green blob. "I will devour you!" Before he could make good on his threat, an energy grabbed him and began to crush and compress him into a small pellet which landed in Cetus' hand.

"Not if I consume you first," she said as she swallowed the pellet. She grinned at Bolo. "You're next."

"CHOOKITY-POCK!" Mooncake fired his laser at her, but she deflected it and sent it flying into Bolo. It hit him square in the chest, making him fall backward toward the planet.

Gary managed to pull Quinn and Fly out of the hole... and they gasped at the sight of Bolo's form about to collide with the planet. "What now?" asked Fly. "Gary? Quinn?"

Gary said nothing. Instead, he turned to face Quinn and smiled. "I'm so thankful I found you again. Even if it was only for a moment." Then he turned to Fly and said, "Fly, thanks for being a good friend and sticking around 'til the end."

Fly ran up to the two of them and embraced them tight. "'Til the very end," she sang.

Bolo regained consciousness and looked around. Cetus and the Titan he was fighting were gone. "Damn that bitch," she cursed. "I can sense her power growing when she devoured him. If this keeps up, she'll have enough power to eventually consume even Invictus. Her mad dream of becoming a god will come true!"

But Mooncake didn't pay attention to him. He focused on what was left of the planet after Bolo had crashed into it, looking for any signs of life. Someone... Anyone... Nothing. "Gar. Fly."

Bolo held him in his palm. "I'm sorry, Mooncake. Gary is dead. This was always his fate. But we still have work to do. Help me exact revenge on these beasts. Help me kill them all before Fly's daughter devours them."

Mooncake nodded sadly. "Mmm. Chookity."

Fly was the first to awaken. She looked around and saw that the planet they were on was nothing but a pile of rocks floating in Final Space now. She tried to activate her communicator, but all she got was static. "Avocato? Little Cato? Ash? Fox? Sheryl? Anyone?"

She heard footsteps behind her. She turned to see Gary, Quinn, HUE and KVN. "There is nothing but static now," HUE said.

She collapsed to her knees. "Not again." A tear dropped down her face. "I just got him back, too." Gary put a comforting hand on her left shoulder, but she ignored him. But she didn't ignore what Quinn said.

"Look."

Everyone looked up and gasped. "It's..."

"Earth," Gary finished Fly.

"We're...we're home!"