As Cheren stood there, disarmed and outmatched, the plan formed in his head. How to deal with Chrysaor's crew? Cheren put the pieces together: the pirates had been turned into orca-men millennia ago when they had kidnapped the wrong person. Cheren knew that story. Heck, the wrong person in question had threatened to turn him into an orca. And when Chrysaor said the crew wasn't afraid of anything, one of the orcas had nervously corrected him. Yes, Chrysaor said. But he's not here.

Cheren glanced toward the stern and spotted Var, in human form, peeking out from behind a ballista, waiting. Cheren resisted the urge to smile. It was a crazy idea. But, as usual, that's all Cheren had.

"Fine!" Cheren shouted, so loudly that he got everyone's attention. "Take us away, if our captain will let you."

Chrysaor turned his golden mask. "What captain? My men searched the ship. There is no one else."

Cheren raised his hands dramatically. "The god appears only when he wishes. But he is our leader. He runs our camp for demigods. Doesn't he, Nebula?"

Nebula was quick. "Yes!" She nodded enthusiastically. "Mr. D! The great Dionysus!"

A ripple of uneasiness passed through the orca-men. One dropped his sword. "Stand fast!" Chrysaor bellowed. "There is no god on this ship. They are trying to scare you."

"You should be scared!" Cheren looked at the pirate crew with sympathy. "Dionysus will be severely cranky with you for having delayed our voyage. He will punish all of us. Didn't you notice the girls falling into the wine god's madness?"

Panini and Aurora had stopped the shaking fits. They were sitting on the deck, staring at Cheren, but when he glared at them pointedly, they started hamming it up again, trembling and flopping around like fish. The orca-men fell over themselves, trying to get away from their captives.

"Fakes!" Chrysaor roared. "Shut up, Cheren Uno. Your camp director is not here. He was recalled to Olympus. This is common knowledge."

"So, you admit Dionysus is our director!" Cheren said.

"He was," Chrysaor corrected. "Everyone knows that."

Cheren gestured at the golden warrior like he'd just betrayed himself. "You see? We are doomed. If you don't believe me, let's check the ice chest!"

Cheren stormed over to the magical cooler. No one tried to stop him. He knocked open the lid and rummaged through the ice. There had to be one. Please. He was rewarded with a silver-and-red can of soda. He brandished it at the orca warriors as if spraying them with bug repellent.

"Behold!" Cheren shouted. "The god's chosen beverage. Tremble before the horror of Diet Coke!"

The orca-men began to panic. They were on the edge of retreat. Cheren could feel it. "The god will take your ship," Cheren warned. "He will finish your transformation into orcas, or make you insane, or transform you into insane orcas! Your only hope is to swim away now, quickly!"

"Ridiculous!" Chrysaor's voice turned shrill. He didn't seem sure where to level his sword—at Cheren or his own crew.

"Save yourselves!" Cheren warned. "It is too late for us!"

Then he gasped and pointed to the spot where Var was hiding. "Oh, no! Var is turning into a crazy orca!"

Nothing happened.

"I said," Cheren repeated, "Var is turning into a crazy orca!"

Var stumbled out of nowhere, making a big show of grabbing her throat. "Oh, no," she said, as if reading from a teleprompter. "I am turning into a crazy orca." She began to change, her nose elongating into a snout, her skin becoming sleek and monochrome. She fell to the deck as an orca, her tail thumping against the boards.

The pirate crew disbanded in terror, chattering and clicking as they dropped their weapons, forgot the captives, ignored Chrysaor's orders, and jumped overboard. In the confusion, Nebula moved quickly to cut the bonds on Panini, Aurora, and Francis.

"Cut!" Kokichi clacked the cut board, the liar kicked back in a director's chair. "That's a scene, people! But let's shoot it again from 20 more angles!"

"Kokichi!" Carol bashed his head. "What are you doing?! We need to get going!"

"I direct movies to get myself geared up for a mission! Don't judge me!"

"And I thought ripping off Percy Jackson word-for-word was an outdated fanfiction plot-line." Ciel remarked.

Chapter 17: Familial Problems

Underworld

Team Sandman had exited the Ghost Zone as Renard's convertible was speeding full throttle toward the Spirit World. As Renard conjured a road of energy leading up above the castle, driving the car along it, Alucard caught a familiar whiff. "Oh, dear…"

"Is something wrong?" Emily asked.

"That scent… it smells like my father. And it smells like it's coming from the front gates."

"Is Dracula trying to capture Nolan's mother again?!" Snake asked.

"I fear so. You three should run ahead. I will set my father straight."

"Okay, we'll leave you to it." Emily replied. "Just hurry back to us soon. We need all the help we can get."

"You have my word. Neither my father nor his associates will have their way." Alucard leapt off the car on that note, spreading his coat as he flew down to the front of the castle.

A hundred Phantom Guards were piled near the gates, their armor clawed and broken. Dracula stood atop them, observing the castle. "These guards were remarkably incompetent." He boasted with a smirk. "Had they just remained behind the gates, I couldn't have defeated them. Alas, their sense of 'justice' compelled them to apprehend me. Isn't it a pity, son?"

He turned to Alucard at the base of the pile. "You're not giving them much incentive to invite you in, Father."

"I vill never understand why King Darkrai designed us vith such a weakness. Regardless, I have sent my soldiers inside to seize my dear Kyla. Our love is not fallen, yet!"

"You feel no love for that woman, Father! All that you love is revenge, plain and simple. You only love to see your foe enraged and despaired, that is the only reason you pine for Kyla. At least with your past suitors, there was some manner of affection."

"Far more affection than you. You were so ashamed of your existence that you chose not to bear children. Turning down Renard's advances over and over again, until she utterly chose to give up and find another."

"Maria was a pure soul who did not deserve to be tainted by mine."

"Such a pity to be you, Alucard. You never learned to love yourself and thus know nothing about romance."

"The only 'romance' I need is assisting the humans I've come to call my comrades. I choose their ideals over yours any day. So, let us resume what has been constant these past hundreds of years!" Alucard balled his fists, which began shimmering like diamond.

"So be it." Dracula leapt off the pile, displaying his own diamond fists. "Prove to me my love is meaningless. Prove that your 'loyalty' is stronger." (Play "Dracula's Castle" from Smash Ultimate!)

Boss fight: Dracula

With both their fists glittering like diamonds, Dracula and Alucard engaged in fisticuffs. Dracula ducked his fist under Alucard's and punched his jaw, followed by a kick to the stomach. Dracula leapt to grab his son's head and attempted to twist it off, but Alucard became gas to escape his clutch. Dracula scratched at him, but Alucard gassed again to slip behind him, grabbing Dracula's neck and slamming him against the ground. Dracula grabbed his sword and slashed Alucard's arms, escaping his grip. Alucard drew his own and clashed with his father once more, but the son was suddenly attacked by one of the Phantom Guards. Some gathered in the pile began to rise as vampires, gnashing their fangs at Alucard. The dhampir stabbed up one's throat, grabbed and threw one into another, then threw one against Dracula.

Dracula leapt far away and conjured 15 Darkballs to rapidly rotate around himself, preventing Alucard from getting close. Alucard seized one of the Phantoms and ripped it out of its armor, donning it himself. With this, he charged toward his father, enduring the Darkballs as the armor steadily cracked from their force. When Alucard arrived, Dracula slashed apart the armor, but Alucard grabbed and bound his sword arm before stabbing his own into Dracula's waist. Dracula kicked Alucard's right knee, then Diamond Punched his nose to thrust him off. Dracula split into a swarm of bats and flapped around Alucard, nipping at every corner. Alucard became gas to scare the bats away.

After Dracula reformed, the lord ripped out one of his fangs, which extended like a scythe. He attached it to a long staff and twirled the scythe before slashing against his son. Alucard's sword did little to combat it, so he withdrew the Alucard Shield. The shield proved sturdy in blocking the scythe from any angle, but when the scythe suddenly swung around the shield, Alucard leapt back. His shield yanked the scythe out of Dracula's grip, then Alucard seized it himself. Dracula grabbed his sword to clash with the scythe, but the larger weapon disarmed him. Alucard slashed Dracula with the scythe of his own fang, until Dracula grabbed the weapon and squeezed the blade in his own hands, shattering it.

Alucard broke the staff and clashed with his own sword, Dracula countering with diamond knuckles. He punched against the Alucard Shield, then flipped to kick Alucard from the side. Dracula willed a Dark Spire to erupt from beneath Alucard, propelling him into the air, but the hybrid became a bat to stay airborne. Dracula erupted more Dark Spires, Alucard evading them around the air, until he suddenly reverted to normal and pressed his shield against one of the spires. The darkness spurted around like splashing water as Alucard slammed onto his father, followed by a stab to the stomach. Dracula kicked a leg up to banish Alucard off him, then flipped up, conjured a large Darkball, and blew Alucard away.

Dracula rasped loudly as his eyes became slit and red, his fangs grew wider, and he ripped out of his clothes, morphing into a giant, green bat demon with horns. Dracula bellowed a sonic wave to blast Alucard down, then spat fireballs at the hybrid. Alucard recovered, dodging the flames as he rushed toward his father. He raised his shield to block another soundwave, but Dracula performed a leap and slammed a shockwave to knock Alucard down. Dracula grabbed and slammed him around the ground, followed by a constant breath of fire. Alucard became gas to escape, then quickly ran as he rolled to douse the flames.

Dracula performed another shockwave, but Alucard leapt onto the demon's arm and ran up to slash the eyes. Dracula swung the arm to shake him off, but Alucard flipped off to slash the wing under the arm. Dracula conjured dozens of Darkballs and threw them at Alucard from random directions. The dhampir used his shield to bonk some of them toward Dracula, but the demon suddenly rushed up and swat the shield away. Dracula snatched his son up and bellowed a deafening sonic wave, but Alucard thrusted his sword up Dracula's throat, stabbing through the roof. Alucard bent down and sank his teeth into Dracula's arm, tearing off the skin as he was freed. Dracula yanked the sword out and chucked it away, attempting to grab Alucard again.

"Oh, Dracula~! I have the fair Lady Kyla!" called the familiar voice of Harry the Werewolf.

"At last!" Dracula whipped around, grinning viciously. "Hand my bride over at—WHAT?!"

"You're so fluffy and soft, Harry!" The brown-haired woman was relaxing in Harry's arms, hugging and brushing her head against his neck. "I've always loved guys with a beard, but this is the best!"

"Oh ho ho ho, stop~" Harry smiled boastfully. "I've already had the fortune of being treated to Royal Family Candy, I deserve nothing more from such a sweet, young woman~"

"HARRY!" Dracula hissed. "Vhat are you DOING?! Vhy are you holding my wife in such a manner?!"

"Pardon me, Count, but there's been a small change in plans. I was just about to gladly bring your former betrothed as requested, but as I learned, Mrs. York seems to find hairy men highly attractive. Before I knew it, she was all over me. She even treated me to some of her guestroom candies! How could I say 'no' to such generosity?"

"BAAAH! Cease vhat you're doing and bring her to me! Ve'll see who she loves after I turn her into a vampire!"

"You do not terrify me, Dracula! I have never known such affection in all my life! Furthermore, I learned quite the interesting bit of trivia."

"And vhat vould that be?"

"Vampires don't enjoy werewolf bites!" Harry set Kyla down and grew in size, assuming his Primal Fury as his fur became spiky.

"I knew it!" Kyla beamed. "Werewolves are WAY bigger and stronger than vampires! Tear him to pieces, Hair Bear!"

"Hah! Did you hear that, Dracy? She calls me Hair Bear!"

"HARRYYYYY!" Dracula bore his fangs with a deadly sharpness and lunged forward. Harry's teeth flashed, and he lunged as well. Both fearsome beasts were bound for collision, and then… their teeth sank into each other's neck. (End song.)

". . . . . ." Some believed that a werewolf could corrupt and turn a vampire, and that a vampire could do the same to a werewolf. Naturally, the Head Vampire or the Head Werewolf would be the master. So, what would happen if a werewolf and vampire bit each other at the same time? This question weighed on everyone's minds since the days of Twilight.

…

…

Dracula and Harry found their selves adrift in a sea of white. "Um…Dracula? Where are we?"

"I…I don't know. Vhat did you do?!"

"It wasn't me! You attacked me first!"

"You stole my betrothed!"

"You didn't even like her! You just wanted to get back at that Nolan chap!"

"You only love her because she fed your fat arse candy!"

"How dare you! I'm very sensitive about my arse!"

"THEN DON'T EAT CANDY! GAAAAH!" The Vampire Lord growled in frustration.

…

Alucard had become frozen with shock and confusion. His jaw was hanging. "…I… had not expected that."

"Me neither." Kyla replied awkwardly. "I was just going to trick them into fighting each other… I didn't expect reality to tear open."

"…Sigh, at any rate, I hope you were not hurt too badly." Alucard stood and went to retrieve his sword and shield. "My father has caused you a great deal of strife."

"It's nothing that I'm not used to." Kyla smiled modestly. "It's a small price to pay for having a superhero son."

"Yes, you had remarked before that Nolan has made quite the handful of enemies. Pardon my intrusion, but… would you have wished for a different path?"

"Oh, how could you ask such a thing? …Yes, at one point." The mother sighed. "Honestly, why do so many parents allow their children to join the Kids Next Door? Even if some of them were former operatives, there are others that are just completely oblivious. …But what's the point of questioning it, anymore? Millions of kids from across the universe are doing it, and millions of parents feel the same way. At this point, it's basically law. Children are just born to be remarkable and powerful. They're fated to change the world. And Nolan was simply bound to become such a legend that so many criminals would be after his head. Even if I did want to wish for a more pleasant fate… it's too late for that. No better fate for Nolan could have led to better results."

"He was a blessed man… unlike me."

"Hm hm hm! You sound like you don't have the greatest self-confidence. No wonder my son took a liking to you."

"He was in need of my aid to rescue you, and I decided myself to aid with his greater mission. It wasn't a matter of…"

"Learn to smile a bit, Alucard. Your scowl just looks so terrifying~. Any lady might get frightened and slap you~" Kyla spoke with a playful tone.

"…" Alucard felt like he would blush if he could. "You know, you are a very charming woman. Yet, I fear that my father did not care for that charm at all."

"Well, I didn't care for his much, either. Don't get any wrong ideas, though, my husband is dead, too. All the same, you ought to find yourself a nice girl."

"I shall… take those words to heart." Alucard cracked a smile. "But if you'll excuse me, I have comrades to aid." He became a bat and took flight to the Spirit World.

"Ah, there's a smile~"

Tower of Babel

The orbs of the Lost Voices had all developed bodies thanks to One That Covers. The Lingering Regrets possessed an orange robe with wide, sad eyes. The Lost Time resembled an old, impish grandfather clock with a clock hand mustache. The Unwanted Feelings was a purple, severed heart with devil horns and black eyes. The Stolen Truth was a green, wicked, wide-grinned ghoul with a crescent-curved head, narrow orange eyes, and thin, smirking teeth.

"The Tearsians, the Tockians, the Devil Hearts, and the Lieaters." Skull Face spoke, pacing slowly around the Voices and the half-petrified Meloetta. "These are the four races that surrendered their languages, and with them, their identities."

"These four tribes were ashamed of their identities!" Meloetta argued. "They were ashamed of their dark traditions. The Devil Hearts used to pray on romantic couples, the Lieaters used to hunt and kill liars… they wanted to change, so they surrendered their languages to me so they could reinvent their selves. But even so, the original tribes have long gone and evolved. They wouldn't want their dark traditions to return!"

"The Voices speak differently. These spirits, these figments of the past feel betrayed by their brethren and wish to be known by the cosmos again. I will grant their wish just as I will the others. Now, my children! Let us mix with the lingua francas! Let us corrupt them as they corrupted us!"

The spirits of countless voices flew about the tower, controlled by the parasites as they mixed with the primary voices. "There are still many who are not infected by the parasites. We must spread them around and ensure everyone speaks the forgotten languages!"

"Stop!" Meloetta screamed. "The tower isn't meant to be used like this! Mortals can't just be forced to know other languages, not without learning them. Their voices have to adapt with languages naturally, but if you do this, their vocals will be overwhelmed. Some people could even die from this!"

"Then those people are far from saving!"

In another passage, Crow and Violet were creeping along the stone rafters, quietly following Ibara from above. The Historian was twirling Dr. Stone by his nails, accompanied by two Arrancar. "This place is remarkably noisy. To think Skull Face plans to turn the whole universe into this. Well, so long as my culture is among them, so be it. Say, how do you boys feel about-"

"Steal for the poor, Robin Hood!" Crow drew a golden bow with an angel wing design and launched it down at Ibara.

"AAAACK!" The man cried from the sudden attack, but it seemed to do no damage. As he turned in confusion, Violet suddenly dropped down, stylishly kicking the Arrancar, landing on her hands and flipping to her feet. Violet clacked her heels together: glass slippers appeared on the Arrancars' feet, and they grew smaller and tighter as the spirits yelled out in pain, falling over.

"A KND operative?! How dare you shoot me!" Ibara yelled, casting Soul Beams. Violet evaded them with swift gymnastics, stamping Ibara's stomach as he thrusted backward. She then clacked her heels and made glass slippers appear on him as well, crushing his feet as he fell. "What atrocious footwear is this?!"

"My Zanpakutō is Cendrillon. There are very few who can fit Cinderella's slippers at their smallest."

"So, you can turn shoes into glass? Big deal!" Ibara slammed the slippers against the ground to shatter them, jumping upright and defending from Violet's kick attacks. "Target: shoes! Ten meters, one second!" An explosion of light petrified Violet's shoes, causing her to tumble over in the rugged, heavy high-heels. She decided to abandon them, evading Ibara's Pale Fire and gracefully running along the wall in her hose. She leapt to the opposite wall, then returned to kick Ibara across the face. Glass heels appeared again, and Violet clacked her socked heels together to achieve the same effect.

"Target: leotard. Ten meters, one second!" The next burst of light caused Violet's leotard to become stone, weighing down her body.

"Darn it! I can't fight like this." Violet ran from Ibara and turned down a corridor.

Crow had snuck his way out of that passage, but would watch from the rafters as Violet was running. Ibara chased her into this hall as well. "Target: human. Ten meters, two seconds!" He tossed Dr. Stone toward her, but Crow suddenly dropped down, grabbed Violet, and grappled back up to the ceiling, evading the explosion. "Another one?!"

"Let's test this out." Crow poured the Miracle Fluid onto Violet's leotard, de-petrifying it.

"My formula?!" Ibara cried, searching his person. "No! When did you steal it from me?!"

"Robin Hood steals whatever he shoots with his arrow." Crow declared. "I'm sure the Angels would love this formula." The two dropped to the ground and ran around a corner.

An Angel suddenly landed in their way and slashed a soap-covered blade, causing them to drop their Zanpakutō and the formula due to the squeaky cleanliness. "How dare you filthy thieves set foot in this sacred tower!" Ash Landers snarled. "You will not disrupt President Valentine or his accomplices!"

"It sounds like you're clearly under their thumb." Violet said. "And you call yourself a servant of Arceus."

Crow grabbed a gun and shot at Ash, who positioned his sword to block them. Rather than bounce off, the bullets merely slipped around the sword to strike him, so Ash evaded the weapon. The Angel slid around them with soapy shoes and sprayed soap around the surrounding ground, causing the thieves to slip and fall. Crow used spirit flames to burn the surrounding area and dirtify the ground, striking their dropped weapons as well. The duo reclaimed the bow and sword as Crow shot an arrow at Ash. It punctured the pockets as Crow seized three photos by accident. "…What are these pictures of an angel boy?"

"KEEP YOUR HANDS OFF THEM!" Ash lunged over and exploded with soap, the thieves leaping apart in evasion. Ash became Angela, who latched a Soul Rope to Violet's ankle and pulled to make her hit her head against the ground. Violet cut the rope, recovered, and leapt to kick Angela, but her foot slipped off her head. Angela slashed at her back, but Violet quickly conjured an energy ball to intercept the blade, releasing a pulse to blast Angela back.

"Hold them still, Mr. Landers." Ibara ordered, grinning wickedly as he approached with Dr. Stone ready. "I'll petrify these bandits once and for all!"

"My name is Angela in this form." The Angel launched Soul Ropes from either hand to wrap Crow and Violet's arms against their legs.

"Whatever! Ten meters, two s-"

"Not this time!" A dark-clothed figure swooped down and stamped Ibara in his big nose, scrunching it disgustingly as he reeled back.

"Joker!" Crow exclaimed.

"Senpai!" Violet beamed.

"You insolent thief!" Ibara shouted, bending his nose back to normal.

"That's for what you scum did to Sandman." Joker stated. "Now, if you don't mind, I'll be taking that device off you."

Ghost Zone

Ocelot rapidly positioned his guns in a way that blocked Kid's shots. Kid shot bullets to ricochet around and hit Ocelot from behind, but umbrella guns flew to intercept the attack. "Very well, try to predict this trajectory!" Kid shot two bullets to bounce sporadically around Ocelot's. Patty and Lizzy rode those bullets and kicked against Ocelot's bullets in the intended direction. Lizzy was able to ram her bullet into Ocelot's waist while Patty struck Ocelot's right wrist, causing him to drop one of his revolvers.

Ocelot unveiled a minigun from under his coat. "Cyclone Revolver!" The bullets flew out with the speed and shape of a black cyclone. Kid flew from the cyclone and tried to shoot him, but Ocelot deflected the bullets with the umbrella gun. Kid formed an energy bubble and dove against the cyclone, quickly deactivating it before it could shatter and maintaining position within the inside. Ocelot swung the cyclone around, but Kid remained in the center, but some of the bullets grazed him. Kid combined his pistols and fired a single bullet that Patty and Lizzy rode. Patty kicked the bullet toward one of the barrels as it was spinning by, then Lizzy kicked an incoming bullet back into it. The bullet struck and clogged the interior, causing that barrel to explode.

"BLAST!" Ocelot yelled, dropping the gun. Kid immediately shot up to kick it away, landing a shot to Ocelot's stomach before the war veteran could escape. "Let's see how you handle this: my Patriotic Armada!" As Ocelot flew backward, a small fleet of giant, gun-shaped ships with American flags on them emerged.

"Alright, girls, I'm taking the wheel this time!" Kid miniaturized himself to fit in his combined gun. The gun fired, and Kid rode the front of the bullet, with Patty and Lizzy on his back.

"Nice of you to hop along with us, Your Royal Highness~" Patty sang, hugging his chest.

The bullet flew full speed through the fleet, easily evading the giant lasers. The lasers tried to shoot in the way forward, so they steered the bullet down, up, then right and left. Ocelot had retreated behind a ship, so they steered tight to the right, but a ship flew on that side to shield Ocelot, and two were moving on the top and bottom. The bullet flew all the way behind the ships, dodging the lasers, and once behind, Lizzy kicked the bullet to fly to the back opening. Ocelot saw them coming, so he willed some guns to form a barrier. They steered the bullet into the tightest opening in the down-left. Once Ocelot was within sight, Patty kicked the bullet directly up to his face. Ocelot had the perfect, up-close view as Mini Kid kicked the bullet into his left wrist.

"AAAAHH!" With both revolvers dropped, Ocelot's control over the guns and ships ceased, and they began to float in the space. Kid grew to normal and bombarded Ocelot's stomach with bullets. "Ahh…not bad, Kid… Your gunwork is almost as impressive as his…"

"You're going to Underworld Prison for a long time, buddy."

"So be it. I did my part in crushing the corrupt governments of this universe. You should be thankful the parasites aren't as bad as they could've been! By the time this is over, the universe will be begging for a man like Valentine!"

Mortal World

Citizens all over the universe were screaming as their throats shone with a weird light. "Ahhh!" Maddy Murphy grabbed her throbbing throat. "(W-what's happening… and why am I… speaking this weird language?! Is this because of the…)"

"AAAAAAAHHH!" The blood-hurdling screams of her parents drew Maddy's attention. Gwen's throat seemed inflate like a balloon with too much helium. But this analogy became far more horrific a second later: Gwen's throat exploded, blood flooding the kitchen floor. Maddy fell utterly pale, unable to speak. An explosion of Conqueror's Haki erupted from her form, enveloping the entire town and knocking out all innocent civilians. Fortunately, even the parasites were overwhelmed by her emotions, so the pain in their throats subsided for now.

At the Gilligan Household, the family of five were overwhelmed with the same sensation. "(What's happening?! I can't understand myself!)" Harry said.

"(We have to take that medicine!)" Artie exclaimed. "(We… DAD!)"

Hoagie Gilligan's throat exploded, the chubby father collapsing on the floor. The triplets looked over his body in horror.

At Iceland, Virginia Stork grabbed her husband's arms and held the screaming man down. "Okay, kids, hurry and feed it to him!"

Terry ran up and shoved the pill into Bartie's throat. Bartie's head shook, hacking and spitting the pill out. "Dude, the parasites keep resisting it!" Lola yelled. "It ain't gonna work!"

Terry clenched his teeth, feeling more concerned and desperate. Between their teammates, Bartie was the only one of their fathers that was still alive. It was almost like some sort of curse. Ever since New Galaxia, and especially during the Pirate War, Terry feared if something terrible would happen. He deeply hoped he was wrong.

Leopold Anderson and Jeremiah Heartly were trying to resist exploding. Kami held her daughter's and Django's hands in fear. After they had finally gotten their daughter back, Kami would hate for anything more terrible to happen.

The elderly former supervillain, Jeffery Fulbright and Mr. Boss, couldn't handle the thousands of languages swelling in his cords, and he died. Jessica Sidney, the mother of President Jessie, died. On Planet Harnita, Cosmo Dunfree's throat exploded, much to the horror of Arianna and Tronta.

"Children, namely the Kids Next Door, have an easier time adapting to language." Skull Face said. "They are most likely to survive this ordeal… and they will come to terms with this change in time. After all, didn't I hear that they restored this universe? Then they will have no problem with restoring the lost languages."

The beginning spiel was written by Sarstar98, and I decided to turn it into a Bo-bobo Opening Gag! XD