Kara addressed the DEO gang. "I know some of you are scared. I know some of you have never done this before. I know some of you want to prove yourselves. Just remember why we do this," Kara told them.

"We do this...for the people," Kara said seriously.

Winn nodded and then gave her the mic. Kara took it and went on stage at the alien gay bar. Mon then entered the bar and gave Kara an incredulous look. Kara glared at him as their sexual frustration continued.

Mon came up to her from the stage. "Just apologize and we can resume our martial bliss tonight," Mon told her.

"Only if you beat me...in a rap battle," Kara challenged.

"Do you have any idea what I do all day while you work and save the Earth?" Mon asked condescendingly.

"Well, I know you're not watching porn anymore, because I just parental controlled your Internet," Kara said to him.

"Bitch, I have traveled the entire galaxy listening to music of all types while killing people. You have no idea what you're up against," Mon told her.

"Get on the stage then," Kara glared.

The crowd made an immature noise as Mon took the stage. Winn activated the stereo system to give Kara a sick rap beat. Kara waited for the right moment and then began:

(Kara)

The first Vindicator, represent, show your first some respect

I've fought Nazis, robots, and I've kept the gods in check

I don't need this cape or hood to end you for good

This is Metropolis, this is my neighborhood

Yo, Mon, you fucked up challenging America

These stars and stripes will beat you like a pinata

(Mon)

So the mad bitch's here and she got around to running her mouth off

I'ma hit her with a right then a left 'cause I got the ultimate southpaw

I need no one to cover me, these blows won't bounce off

Fell asleep hearing you rap, but I'm back and I'm looking to awe

You'll feel my might when I punch, I'll put a hole in your head

Forget black and blue, I'ma beat you till that skull turns red

(Kara)

Grab a straight jacket fast because this guy's insane

Heat vision to the face, I'm about to fry your brain

Climb inside your mind with my seductive powers

Now tap out, I'll give your arm a twist

And lay you down to sleep, then you will truly know that God exists

(Mon)

Careful how you move around me

If I lose my cool you gon' feel that heat

You gon' free that beast inside me

You won't survive this beat

I'm not the one you really wanna try

I'd advise that you take to the sky

When my Insane side's rage starts to rise

Step up to me to meet your demise

Kara, now you're the source of my agitation

Better hope I go under sedation

Better hope I take up medication

I'll give you an education

I see your trepidation

You're losing motivation

Don't mock my transformation

I'll hit you so hard it will be felt by the next generation

I'm about to take out the trash

No romance, just trying to smash

Kara and Mon glared at each other as the bar patrons simply stared at them in awkward silence. "You hit me hard, Mon. Almost as hard as what I gave your mother."

"I watch your planet's destruction on loop," Mon shot back.

"I am a multi-billion dollar franchise. You're an obscure comic book character," Kara said to him.

"When I watch you in action, I look at the clock because no one cares about a superhero scared of green rocks," Mon said.

"I'd rather have a Kryptonite stick in me than have yours," Kara sneered at him.

"I jerk off to your mother's hologram," Mon told her.

"I noticed she didn't record it, because there was nothing to see," Kara insulted.

"We all know how this is going to end, one more Kryptonian that will never walk again," Mon replied.

Kara and Mon got close to each other as if they were about to fight. They suddenly kissed much to the amazement of the crowd. "Okay, I'm done playing this game. Take me back to the apartment," Kara said to him.

"Apologize," Mon ordered.

Kara stared at Mon for a few seconds. "Fuck yourself," she spat.

"Already have," Mon replied back. "You know what? I've assessed the situation, and I'm leaving," he said and then instantly disappeared.

Kara looked over the crowd sheepishly. "So...who's next?"

M'yrnn stroked his chin as he considered the rap battle he had just witnessed. "That either took great courage or a total lack of shame."

"It's the latter," Alex rolled her eyes.

"Well, I like it," M'yrnn said enjoying himself. "This is much better than staring at a wall at the apartment."

"Ah, yes, your shitty apartment J'onn got you that I haven't been invited to yet," Alex remarked.

"Nor shall you," Hank smiled.

"It's been three months. I think a house-warming party is in order," Alex said.

"He's my father, my apartment, so you can go fuck yourself," Hank said as he drank his beer.

Winn and Kara looked over the rap beat listings. "How about that one?" Kara suggested.

"Sure," Winn agreed.

Kara eyed the TV and blocked Winn from seeing it. Winn then got on stage and started doing his thing. "Can you change the channel?" Kara asked the bartender.

"No," he said stubbornly.

"Do you know who the fuck I am? I can melt your brain right here and now," Kara threatened.

"If you fight as hard as you rap, I ain't scared," the bartender replied.

Kara punched the bartender to the floor and went to turn off the TV. "There we go," she said turning it off. However, Winn had already seen the news that his father had been killed in prison.

"Well...shit," Kara realized.

Winn immediately got off the stage and left the building.

The next day, the DEO gang was at the cemetery as Winn's dad was laid to rest. The minister was present to give a few words. "As we lay him to rest, we may not celebrate his life, but we can examine it. Perhaps, in time, we can learn to forgive his transgressions. Does anyone have anything to say on behalf of the deceased?"

"I do," Kara said somberly. "He was a man that wanted to make children laugh and be happy. He was a provider and protector for his family. He paid his taxes. He helped his land-lady carry out her garbage. Morality is about intentions after all, and I dare say he made me feel like a child again," Kara said wiping away a tear.

"How very inappropriate, thank you," the minister said to Kara.

Winn said nothing and the casket was lowered into the ground. He picked up some dirt and spitefully threw it at the casket. He then noticed his mother present. "Winn, do you recognize me? It's been a while," Mary said.

"I know how long it's been," Winn said bitterly.

"I'm not here for him. I'm here for you," Mary said.

"So...anyone going to deal with that bomb?" Kara asked the rest of the DEO group.

"It's a little late for that," Winn said to his mother.

"Well, okay then," Kara said shutting up.

"You have every right to be furious with me," Mary allowed.

"Oh, I have your permission now?" Winn asked passive-aggressively.

"But I'm so happy to see you now. We're finally safe," Mary said to him.

"Wait...did you say there was a bomb?" Alex questioned Kara.

"Yeah, but apparently it's too late," Kara shrugged.

"Where's the bomb? Somewhere in the city in a populated area?" Alex asked. "Why do you always volunteer information at the last possible moment?"

"Would you rather I not say anything at all?" Kara asked.

"You share important shit like that, immediately," Alex lectured.

"Alright, alright, it's in the casket," Kara said finally.

"The fuck?" Alex wondered.

"Yeah, you got like...ten seconds," Kara said to the group.

"Everyone, get the fuck down!" Alex shouted.

The casket exploded giving Kara a generous amount of heat. "Perfect," she said as she felt it.

"Is everyone accounted for?" Hank called out.

"I'm up," Alex said.

"Here," Winn said with his mother next to him.

Hank then noticed the minister blown to hell. "Well...shit."

Alex looked over Mary's eyes and medically cleared her as Winn looked on. "So...I have to ask," Kara said awkwardly.

"He's dead, alright. I had two wardens look into it. I had the medical examiner look into it. I had his dental and fingerprints cross-examined. The dude in the box was my father. He's gone. He's not coming back," Winn said emotionally distressed.

"Well, okay then," Kara said following him around the DEO. "Why do you think he would want to blow himself up at his own funeral?"

"I don't know. He's was fucking crazy," Winn said to her.

"I think we should do some scans on that explosive residue. It may help us find out who was helping him," Hank said thoughtfully.

"No one was helping him! Seriously, he was a crazy person. He was always alone," Winn objected.

"Hey, crazy people can have lots of friends," Kara said knowingly.

"I'm happy to report that Mary has a clean bill of health," Alex said entering the room. "She wants to talk to you."

"I don't give a shit," Winn said bitterly and sat down at his desk.

The DEO gang ignored the obvious party-pooper and focused on M'yrnn who brought in a pizza. "I require ten dollars. The delivery man was tackled by your men for trying to get in. I feel I should tip him well."

"That's amusing. First of all, no delivery man is supposed to ever come here. Second, we don't need a pizza, because Alex is cooking. Third, I never tip...ever," Hank said to him.

"You have made me feel useless and inadequate yet again, my son," M'yrnn said sadly.

"It's okay, I love pizza as a starter," Alex said trying to make him feel better.

Hank rolled his eyes. "If you want to talk shit, you should try a stronger opponent," Kara advised him.

"It's not about winning. It's about putting him in his place. The son has become the father and the father has become the son," Hank said to her.

"Well, you should go have dinner with your father, so you can talk more shit to him," Kara said.

"Maybe I will," Hank said thoughtfully. "Watch for those World Killers. I want any opportunity to ditch my father's home-warming party."

"Will do," Kara agreed.

Mon then instantly appeared inside the DEO as Hank left. "We need to talk."

Kara and Mon stared at each other in a conference room. "You lied to me," Mon accused.

"About what?" Kara rolled her eyes.

"The invasion from Titan. Barney told me all about it. You tricked me into destroying the whole moon," Mon said.

"They attacked us first. It was a retaliatory measure," Kara explained.

"Yes, they did build up their fleet, they did start stockpiling nuclear weapons, and they did form a massive army for an invasion," Mon allowed.

"So, what's the problem?" Kara asked.

"You sent hundreds of shit-talking text messages to Titan's leadership and in particular their leader, Imra Ardeen, also known as Saturn Girl, who Barney had recruited to be part of the Vindicators. You provoked them." Mon revealed.

"Are you implying that my messages caused Titan to overreact creating an arms race that concluded with their total destruction?" Kara asked.

"I'm not implying anything. I'm flat-out telling you," Mon said. "You threatened their moon with death and destruction every other day."

"It's called free speech," Kara downplayed.

"Why did you do it?" Mon demanded to know.

"To protect the planet Earth," Kara said obviously.

"Oh, bullshit. In that other universe, Mon was married to her. You knew it could be a possibility in this universe as well. Maybe in all universes, we are together except in this one," Mon considered.

"You disappointed you didn't get a politically motivated hack job of a wedding?" Kara mocked. "You regretting destroying Titan?"

"Fuck no. I loved every minute of it. I am disappointed that you lied about it," Mon said fiercely.

"Oh, who gives a shit? It's in the future which means it doesn't even exist yet," Kara said dismissively.

"You're missing the point. You lied to me and it makes me feel like garbage. I am the Prince of all Insane," Mon told her.

"You really need to stop saying that. You sound ridiculous," Kara said.

"I want an apology," Mon demanded.

Kara glared at Mon. "Yes, I was jealous of Saturn Girl. I knew she could be a threat to our marriage. I did send those nasty messages to provoke them. They gave me the Gulf of Tonkin incident I needed to start a war. But I didn't strike first; they did. I didn't tell you to destroy them. You did that on your own," Kara pointed out.

"You think you're innocent because you didn't pull the trigger? You let them all die," Mon accused.

"They're not real people. They're future people. They don't even exist yet," Kara said to him.

"So, because there are no actual consequences, it's okay to kill and deceive?" Mon asked her.

"Morality is all about consequences...or was it intentions. I get those two mixed up," Kara admitted.

"Apologize," Mon ordered.

"Fuck you," Kara replied.

"I'm going to make a list of all the things you need to apologize to me about," Mon said getting out some poster paper.

"I'll be happy to add more to that list," Kara said not taking him seriously.

"Until you apologize for it all, you don't get dick," Mon told her.

Kara glared at Mon as he finished writing a list in his own language and then left the conference room.

At Morgan Industries, Mara sat at the head of the table with several older board members. "In accordance with Morgan Edge's will, I am to be the executor of his estate until his son comes of age. As such, I control the majority shares in this company," Mara informed them.

"What do you plan to do with the company?" a board member asked.

"We're going to Mars," Mara said simply. "I have appointed Elon Zuckerberg as CEO to make it happen."

"That sounds expensive," a board member objected.

"We're not doing it because it's easy. We're doing it because it's hard. Now, between you and me, I prefer it hard," Mara said.

"Are you even eighteen? What qualifications do you have to run this company? Why would Morgan Edge put you in charge?" board member Dave Malcolm asked.

"Feel free to question the wisdom of my decisions. If I have not convinced you completely of any course of action I take, please tell me. Be rest assured that no subject is taboo except when you use my age as a negative. Am I clear?" Mara eyed the board members.

"This is some bullshit," Dave objected.

"There is to be no swearing in my board room," Mara ordered.

"I don't give a fuck. I'm thinking to leave. What do you think of that?" Dave asked her standing up.

Mara stood up and walked towards him. "Well, Dave, nobody wants a war, and I don't hold grudges. If you want to leave, that's fine. We'll just shake hands and that will be it."

"Oh yeah?" Dave asked skeptically.

Mara extended her hand to him and looked him in the eye with half-Insane eyes. Dave reluctantly shook her hand and then left the room. Mara then turned to the rest of the board. "Anyone else?"

Winn fiddled with a tri-spinner while at his desk. "So, you work with Supergirl? You should sit up straight and be proud," Mary said to her son.

"You cannot be down here," Winn hissed.

"Please, you have a kid playing video games next to you," Mary pointed out.

Winn looked over at Kon who was playing video games on the DEO screen while chewing bubble gum. "He's a special case," Winn allowed.

"Yeah, Winn's really cool. He even got to score on my mom," Kon said to Mary.

"That's really inappropriate for you to say," Winn said incredulously.

"There's nothing to be ashamed about. Why didn't it work out?" Mary asked curiously.

"She was having an affair with my best friend, but it was kind of consensual at the time. She then ended up marrying this Insane alien when she went to the future," Winn summarized.

"He was a cuck," Kon explained.

"No, I wasn't," Winn said defensively.

"Yes, you were," Kon said stubbornly.

"Look, you're not supposed to be here," Winn said embarrassed and annoyed.

"Just tell them I was looking for the bathroom," Mary said looking around.

"It's down the hall," Winn said trying to shoo her out.

"I tried that one but it was closed for enhanced interrogation," Mary said seriously.

Kon exited the game and then started loading several profiles on the screen. "These are all the weirdos Winn has dated over the last couple of years."

"I see," Mary said shocked and appalled.

"Kon, what the fuck?" Winn hissed at him.

Kon laughed at his discomfort. "You think this is funny?" Winn asked him.

"Yes, yes I do," Kon replied grinning.

Winn came over to Mary to gain control of the situation. "What do you want?"

Winn brought his mother to an empty training room. "I just wanted to have my son back," she said to him. "I have spent twenty years imagining this moment and now it's here. When I left you, it gutted me. But I had to because of your father...,"

"Let me guess, threatened your life," Winn said unconvinced.

"No, Winn, he threatened yours. He told me that if I ever went near you, he would kill you. And when he died, I thought it was safe, but I was wrong. You're still in danger," Mary said.

"I don't believe you. Politicians, celebrities, sports stars, and random you-tubers get death threats all the time. It doesn't stop them from living their lives. It shouldn't have stopped you," Winn said to her.

"I'm sorry...," Mary stammered.

"You know what I remember when dad finally snapped. I remember being at the police station and a detective putting his coat around me to make me feel better as I waited for you to come," Winn said bitterly.

"You ripped that off from Dark Knight Rises, didn't you?" Mary accused.

"Damn it," Winn turned away from her. "What haunts me isn't that dad snapped. What haunts me is that you never came back. You left me when I needed you the most."

"Winn, you need to stop acting like a little drama queen," Mary scolded him.

"You know what? I don't have to take this. I'm a grown man. I...what the fuck?" Winn wondered as people rushed by the door in a panic.

Flying monkey drones burst into the DEO and began attacking DEO personnel. "This is the most retarded thing I have ever witnessed," Kara said to James.

"It is up there," James agreed.

"I'll take the big one. You handle the others," Kara said to him.

"Fuck this, I'm leaving. I don't work here," James said taking off.

Kara rolled her eyes and then flew off after the big monkey drone. Within a split second, she punched through the drone destroying it. Meanwhile, the drones in the DEO continued their attacks while an oblivious Kon continued to play his game. Suddenly a drone slammed into the TV destroying it.

Kon got up, took off his headphones, and stared at the bizarre scene. Winn rushed over to the computer to activate an EMP pulse that would knock out the drones. The drones focused on Winn and went after him. Kon shook off his DEO jacket and sped forward towards the DEO entrance. The drones stopped moving as they stayed suspended in the air. Kon then brought his sword back into its sheath and clinked the hilt. The drones all fell to the floor in pieces.

"This is your job?" Mary questioned Winn.

"Actually, mother, this had nothing to do with my job. This is your husband's work," Winn accused.

Kon smirked at his mother. "Lethal as fuck."

"Watch your language, kid," Kara lectured him.

Alex was on the phone with Kara while she was having dinner with Hank and M'yrnn. "Okay, keep me posted," Alex said and then hung up.

"Problem?" Hank asked.

"Nothing too serious. No one was hurt. Just a dozen toy monkey drones flying around," Alex said.

Hank stopped eating and put his fork down. "What the fuck did I just hear?"

"Relax, J'onn," M'yrnn said to him.

"You know, you're quite the rock-and-roll singer," Alex complimented M'yrnn.

"Indeed, although the genre has become problematic," M'yrnn frowned.

"How so?" Alex asked.

"Millions of young people buy CDs, attend concerts, and watch music videos of a dark and terrible band called Nickleback," M'yrnn shook his head sadly.

"Yeah," Alex agreed somberly. "So, have you faced any challenges related to your human form since you've been here?"

"No," M'yrnn replied. "That said, I stay inside every hour of every day."

"You should keep doing that. The outside world is a scary place filled with racism and bigotry," Hank said to him.

"And yet, my son's friends have treated me with great hospitality, like family," M'yrnn smiled.

"You've chosen to live as a Black man in America. Don't you think that might have been a mistake?" Alex asked Hank as she finished her fifth wine glass.

"I didn't become Hank Henshaw to gain favors. I did it to strike fear into mother-fuckers," Hank told her. "I like it, and I wouldn't change it for the world."

"Whatever my son's fight happens to be, I shall fight it as well," M'yrnn added.

"Please, the mailman could kick your ass," Hank scoffed.

"Do not underestimate my power, my son," M'yrnn warned in epic foreshadowing.

"Yeah, right," Hank rolled his eyes.

"So, Alex, why did you choose this form?" M'yrnn asked.

"You mean a white woman? I was born this way," Alex said confused.

"I mean, as a homosexual," M'yrnn clarified.

"Err...I didn't choose it," Alex said awkwardly.

"But you choose to present yourself to the public as one with that hair cut and your lack of fashion sense," M'yrnn said.

"It's something I feel deep down," Alex said to him.

"Do you not have the free will to decide who and how many partners you have?" M'yrnn asked.

"Well...I do," Alex replied.

"Is it within your physical ability to be with a man?" M'yrnn asked.

"I've been with men before. It's possible," Alex allowed.

"So, you could choose to mate with a male and have offspring?" M'yrnn continued.

"I wouldn't like it that way," Alex dismissed.

"But it is within your physical and mental ability to do so?" M'yrnn pressed.

"If I had a gun to my head, sure," Alex replied. "I just choose not to."

M'yrnn and Hank looked at each other thoughtfully. "I hope you have room for dessert. J'onn has made chocolate pecan pie. It is within your ability to eat it, is it not?"

Alex sighed. "Yes, yes it is."

Winn worked with the other DEO personnel to clean up the mess of the broken monkey drones. "I don't suppose you could help clean up using your super-speed?" Winn asked Kara.

"That's a good one, Winn," Kara chuckled. "Oh, you were serious? Let me laugh harder," Kara laughed.

"This is such bullshit her coming into my life after twenty years," Winn said scornfully.

"Winn, I've lost both of my parents. Now, if I were to ever discover that somehow someway they were still alive and that they never made an attempt to contact me after fifteen fucking years, I would be pissed as shit. I would be furious, but I would also be very happy as well. You have an opportunity here that I don't have, that Mon doesn't have anymore," Kara said to him.

"That's deep, Kara," Winn nodded.

"If you want to satisfy your anger, casting your mother aside isn't the answer. When Mon pisses me off, I don't abandon him. I go after him and do my best to piss him off. You need to go to your mother and do the same," Kara advised.

"You're saying I should use my mother as an emotional pinata?" Winn wondered.

"That's exactly what I'm saying and then over time the anger will turn into love and joy," Kara said to him. "But if you let her go. If you cast her away, that hole will remain there forever gnawing at you like an eternal worm. And then, she will have had the last laugh," Kara told him.

"Alright," Winn agreed.

Kara walked up to Mary on the second level of the DEO. "Has anyone ever told you, you look like the female version of Jeffrey Tambor?"

Mary said nothing to that lost in her thoughts. "I always worried that he would turn out like his father."

"You know, indirectly, he has contributed to far more deaths than his father ever could," Kara remarked. "Teamwork makes a difference."

"I should have been here to tell him that he and his father were world's apart," Mary said sadly.

"Yeah, coulda, woulda, shoulda," Kara agreed.

"Did his friends tell him?" Mary asked.

"Well, yeah, we told him he could never measure up to his father's genius and that he was completely inadequate," Kara admitted.

"Thank you for that," Mary said appreciatively.

"Oh, it was easy," Kara said.

"My son works with Supergirl. It's such a relief. He saves lives," Mary said pleased.

"Making a lot of assumptions there," Kara smirked.

"I just wish I could tell him how proud I am," Mary said.

"I can record a video of you saying it and then send it to his smartphone," Kara offered.

"Sorry about the mess," Mary said of the monkey drones.

"Oh, don't worry about it. I've done far worse. Besides, its not your fault...or is it?" Kara said suspiciously.

"On a scale of one-to-ten, how much of a pain in the ass are flying monkeys?" Mary asked.

"Maybe a two and by that I mean total shit," Kara replied. "Does that make you feel better?"

"Oh, yes it does," Mary said relieved.

"Good, because it means your son is in far more danger on a daily basis than you could ever realize," Kara told her.

Alex gathered her things as she prepared to leave. "I had a lovely time. Thanks for the pie."

"Of course, we shall have it every time you come by," M'yrnn said to her.

"Great," Alex sighed and then left the apartment.

M'yrnn then turned to Hank. "I have become a burden to you."

"That you have," Hank agreed.

"As your father, I must burden you with more," M'yrnn told him.

Hank saw the seriousness on his father's face. "Well...shit."

Hank met up with Alex at the DEO. "Did my father offend you?" he asked her.

"No, he's free to express his views and thoughts," Alex allowed.

"Well, good, because I didn't give a shit if he did," Hank clarified.

"Thanks, boss," Alex rolled her eyes.

"Sir, we have one pistol unaccounted for in our routine check. We checked the armory several times," a DEO agent said to Hank.

"Well...shit," Hank realized.

Mary took it upon herself to go over to a warehouse that was in connection to the flying monkeys. Inside, she found a large inventory of various toys. She found a figure in the back working at a desk. Taking the pistol out, she aimed it at the figure.

"I don't know what you have against me and my son, but it stops now. I have a gun pointed at you in case you were interested," Mary said.

"A gun? That's a dangerous toy," the figure rose from his desk and turned around.

"Oh my God," Mary realized.

Using a yo-yo, he swiped at her hand. Mary dropped the pistol as she clutched her injured hand. A large metal claw then dropped down imprisoning Mary. The Toyman then approached his ex-wife. "How can you be still alive?" she asked stunned.

Winn looked around the DEO for his mother. "Has anyone seen my mom?" Winn asked the group present.

"She probably went to this creepy warehouse just outside the city limits," Kara said.

"How do you know that?" Winn asked.

"Well, shit, Winn. I overheard Alex and Hank talking about an unaccounted-for pistol. Using my X-ray vision, I saw the WWW logo on the monkey robots. I kind of just put two-and-two together," Kara said.

"You should have told me," Winn said freaked out.

"I thought you hated her," Kara said confused.

"I still do, but I want her to know how much I hate her," Winn said.

"That...I can understand," Kara said nodding. "Oh, by the way, your father is also still alive, FYI," Kara said nonchalantly.

"What the fuck?" Winn wondered. "How can you know that, too?"

"The body in the coffin wasn't your father. It was actually some fat blond woman. Good thing it was a closed casket," Kara said.

"But all the people I talked to assured me he was dead and in that coffin," Winn said stunned.

"Hate to break it to you, but your father is really good at bribing people," Kara frowned.

"You knew this entire time and never told me!" Winn shouted at her.

"Winn, chill the fuck out, alright. You made such a big deal about you knowing everything that you refused to let someone else convince you otherwise. It was you that refused the DEO to examine the explosive residue and DNA forensic evidence. When someone tells me something weird and crazy, what do I always say?" Kara asked him.

"No shit?" Winn recited.

"You know what they say about assumptions. They make an ass out of you and me," Kara told him.

"Well, I hope this teachable moment doesn't get anyone killed," Winn said bitterly.

"I'll take care of it," Kara promised.

"I'm going, too," Winn said determinedly.

"That really isn't necessary," Kara rolled her eyes.

"I am going to be the one to kill him," Winn said darkly.

"Well, okay then," Kara agreed.

Winslow Schott Sr. looked upon his suspended ex-wife. "You never visited. You never called," he said disappointedly.

"You tried to murder our son. You kill people...with fucking toys," Mary yelled at him.

"You think me murdering people gets you off the hook? A spouse's duty is to be there regardless of the circumstances. You failed me. You failed our son," Toyman said to her.

"You threatened to kill me if I saw Winn," Mary reminded him.

"I was merely joking," Toyman said dismissively.

"You've got to be shitting me," Mary said frustrated.

"How was I supposed to kill Winn in my prison cell? When I got out, I didn't kill him when I had the chance. Face it, Mary, you done fucked up," Toyman shook his head.

"You're psychotic," Mary spat.

"Excusing your behavior away by pointing out the bad behavior of others," Toyman mocked. "The truth is that you didn't want to see your son, because he reminded you of me."

"That isn't true," Mary denied.

Toyman took the pistol and got close to Mary. He pointed the pistol at her forehead and then placed the pistol grip in her hands. Keeping control of the pistol, he cocked the hammer back. "If you kill yourself, I will leave Winn alone forever. I give you my word," Toyman said to her.

Mary stared at the pistol barrel. "How can I trust you?" she said to him.

"I can kill you at any moment with my claw. I just want to see if Winn is truly worth a mother's sacrifice," Toyman said to her.

"Oh God," Mary cried and then put her finger in the trigger guard.

"That's it," Toyman said encouragingly.

"I do this for Winn," Mary said to him.

"I know," Toyman nodded.

Mary then pulled on the trigger.

Kara, Kon, James, and Winn strolled around the warehouse looking for Mary. "Can you find her with your X-ray vision?" Winn asked Kara.

"That's using your head. Sadly no, it might have something to do with all these toys being covered in lead paint," Kara said.

Drones shaped like fighter jets flew at them. Kon slashed them to pieces with his sword within a split second. Humvees with flame throwers then charged them. Kon raised his left hand and blasted them to pieces with a quick succession of energy shots.

"Kon, stay with them while I look around," Kara ordered.

"So glad Jr. brought his friends," Toyman said over the intercom. "I think I will keep you."

"Unfortunately, this action figure has already been opened," Kara smiled and suddenly became sealed in plastic by a machine.

"What's this supposed to do? I can live in space. I can bend any material on the periodic table. I can melt plastic into goo. I can shatter this with my frost breath," Kara said unimpressed.

A toy T-Rex then came alive and began stomping around. "Sweet," Kon said leaving the other two. James and Winn evaded killer toys and found Mary still suspended in the claw.

Kara went Prime for a few seconds melting the plastic off her body completely. Kon swiped at the T-Rex's feet taking it down. Kon then swiped its head off. "Where are the other two?" Kara asked Kon.

"I don't know," Kon shrugged.

"You're just like your father," Kara said scornfully.

"Thanks," Kon smiled.

Winn came upon his mother in the claw. "Winn, you shouldn't be here," Mary said to him.

"That makes two of us," Winn said dryly as he got her out of the claw.

Toyman pointed a pistol at the two of them. "Your mother was willing to sacrifice her life for you, Winn. She didn't chamber her first round. I won't make the same mistake."

"Where's your showmanship, dad?" Winn asked stalling for time. "After all this, you're just going to shoot us?"

"You're right," Toyman agreed and then shot Winn in the leg dropping him.

"Winn!" Mary said freaked out.

Toyman placed a bomb on the table and started the counter. "Mary, you have enough time to save your skin. If you try to help Winn, you'll both perish. What shall it be?"

"Just go!" Winn shouted at Mary.

Toyman smiled as he pushed the button on the timer. "I'm not leaving you," Mary said helping Winn to his feet. The two struggled to get out of the warehouse as the seconds passed by.

Mary cried out in effort as she carried the disabled Winn. Kara and Kon entered the room and realized what was happening. "Get everyone out," Kara ordered Kon.

"Don't you want to see them prove themselves?" Toyman asked disappointedly.

"They already have," Kara said to him as she advanced on him.

Toyman reached to turn off the bomb, but Kara snatched it away from him. "It should have been Winn to kill me," Toyman said psychotically.

"It doesn't take much to snap a human's mind from a regular old asshole to a psychotic asshole," Kara said knowingly. "Fortunately, I am not human."

"We're not so different, you and I. We both love our little toys. For you, it's your friends," Toyman smiled.

"Any last words?" Kara asked him as the timer neared zero.

Toyman gave her a remorseful sad look. "Tell my son that I...," he said and then the bomb exploded consuming them both in fire.

That evening, Winn took his mother to the alien gay bar. "I'm so proud of you. You came out from the darkness, and you forged an incredible life for yourself. You have not only survived, but you have also excelled, and I couldn't be happier," Mary said to him.

"Let's not suck his dick too hard," Kara said drunkenly.

"Kara, what the fuck?" Winn hissed at her.

"And now I can leave," Mary concluded. "You don't need me."

"You're right, I don't, but you're here. And as long as you're here, I can shit talk you for abandoning me for twenty fucking years. You don't get to leave until I'm no longer pissed off."

"Alright, if that's what you need, Winn," Mary allowed.

"I do need it. Now, get your ass on that stage and sing your heart out," Winn ordered her.

"But you know I can't sing," Mary said embarrassed.

"I do know," Winn replied.

Mon entered the bar and gave Mary an odd look as she struggled to sing. He then went over to Kara. "You ready to apologize?" he asked her.

"How about you apologize for all the times you were an asshole to me?" Kara asked as she sipped a vodka martini.

"I sincerely apologize," Mon said to her.

"Bullshit," Kara doubted.

"At least I can say the fucking words," Mon said as he got himself a beer.

"Apologizing isn't my thing. I thought we could tolerate our differences," Kara said to him.

"I can't tolerate this," Mon said to her.

"Then...maybe, we should see other people," Kara said.

"You're drunk," Mon said dismissively.

"I mean it. I've been thinking about this all day while I was being attacked by fucking toys," Kara said deliriously.

"Look, before I start plowing the entire female population of this city, I think we should do marriage counseling," Mon suggested.

"You must be joking," Kara said.

"If you refuse to go, I'll tell the kids that you're not even trying," Mon said to her.

"Fuck you, Mon," Kara spat. "You cheated on me...with me. Besides, who could counsel us?"

"M'yrnn could do it. He's three hundred years old. He better have some wisdom to share," Mon suggested.

"Whatever we tell him, he could tell others and fuck us over," Kara said.

"I don't think that's a problem. After a day, he won't remember it," Mon said knowingly.

"That's fucked up," Kara said.

"But convenient," Mon replied.

"Fine, let's do marriage counseling," Kara agreed and then passed out on the floor.

Mon made no effort to help her and finished his beer.