Trina stepped aside and let Corey speak to the Crafters. "Um... Hi there," he said. "I'm Corey Riffin." He lifted up the Pick. "And this thing around my neck chose me to be your Gifted One. I know I don't look the part. I'm not the best fighter, I'm not the best thinker. I know what you're thinking. 'How can this person be the person we're supposed to follow? He is not suited to lead us!' Well sit your butts down and listen up! Cause I am the guy you're gonna follow, and guess what? I've been thinking of a plan to hit Mellow head-on!"

"Excuse me?!"

That voice came from a giant girl, who stepped forward and looked down at Corey. She had long strawberry blonde hair pulled into a pumpkin-shaped bump and tied with a braid, as well as green eyes and peach skin. She wore a slender blue dress with pink sleeves, which turned into translucent blue sleeves. The bodice was light teal with a gold trim. The body of the dress was covered in pink and white blossoms with a translucent skirt covered in gold leaf patterns over top. Her jewelry consisted of shoe earrings, a bird ring, a floral charm bracelet and a gold necklace with a clock. Her tiara was pink with birds on the top. Her shoes were translucent blue to simulate glass and the heels were covered in flowers with vines climbing up her legs. Her bag was square and solid gold with a clock face on each side.

"You mean to say that your plan is to storm into Mayor Mellow's office?!" the girl asked. "That's practically impossible!"

"Uh... Who are you?" Corey asked.

"I'm Ashlynn Ella," the girl answered. "I'm a Crafter from the Island of Regular-Sized People and the one who tried to attack head-on."

"Ashlynn, you don't have to explain the story," Trina said. "We all know what happened."

"I don't," Corey pointed out.

"Alright," Ashlynn said. "I'll tell you what happened. My team and I planned to storm into Mayor Mellow's office to get the Paralysis Belt. But unfortunately, we learned Mayor Mellow wears the Belt all the time. The battle was rough, especially with all those robo sharks with deadly eye beams. We used everything we had, but everyone on my team was ripped apart. I barely made it out of there alive." She picked up Corey by the shirt. "So if you think it's a good idea to go back there, what idea do you have that's different than the ideas belonging to hundreds of defeated Crafters?"

"Actually, I haven't come up with a good plan yet," Corey explained. "Heck I'm not even a Crafter."

The other Crafters gasped as Ashlynn dropped Corey in disgust. "You're kidding, right?" she asked.

Corey got back on his feet. "Yes, I'm not a Crafter," he continued. "And I come from Peaceville. I've lived there all my life. I never knew my parents and every day I see people droning in the streets, being herded like lambs to a slaughter! Everyone was working the same few jobs, watching the same unfunny show, and listening to that song over and over that I helped write and produce!

"Wait a minute," a robotic reptile holding a double-sided grappling hook staff asked. "You wrote that ssssong?!"

"Yes!" Corey answered. "I'm a musician! I had to write a song and play backup for the people who sang it. So I did... And I probably shouldn't have said that."

"He's a spy!" the cross-eyed pony exclaimed.

"Is this not supposed to do any of the helping for us?" Starfire asked.

"No, I'm not a spy!" Corey insisted as the crowd jeered at him. "I'm not! I hate that song!"

"Like I'm going to help a traitor!" Ashlynn called out, already leaving.

Corey looked at his sister and friends. "Help me out here guys!" he whispered.

Laney stepped forward. "Can everyone please calm down?" she asked. But no one stopped. Just as it seemed no one was going to fix things...

"QUIET!"

The other Crafters immediately became quiet as Uni-Kitty bounced up and landed on Corey's shoulder. "Thank you," the kitty princess said, back to her adorable self. "Now please listen to me. I vouch for Corey Riffin. I just know in my heart that he is the one to save us. Yet just now he has confessed to us his sins. Sins that have had a lasting impact on our universe. Think of this as his atonement. He is looking to repent by helping us defeat Mayor Mellow and save our world. Besides, look in his eyes and tell him he's not a good guy."

The Crafters all looked at Corey. One by one, they saw the innocence in his eyes. "You see?" Uni-Kitty asked. "He's on our side, and he wants to help us fulfill his destiny. I say let him! I for one am happy to call Corey Riffin my friend and to help him save the universe! So who's with me?!"

The Crafters cheered in agreement. Satisfied, Uni-Kitty bounced off of Corey's shoulder. "You're welcome," she said as she walked back to Laney.

Corey smiled as the Crafters started to chant his name. This was his dream, for everyone to be cheering and practically worshipping him. Nothing bad could go wr-

CRASH!

A huge asteroid crashed into The Dog, startling everyone.

As everyone ran out of The Dog, a swarm of hover cars lead by Carrie entered the kingdom. "Guess who?" Carrie called out into a megaphone.

Uni-Kitty gasped. "Who told that girl the secret knock?!" she asked. "Was it you, Laney?!"

"Me?!" Laney asked in response. "She's not even on our side!"

"Wait a minute," a green flowery hedgehog creature asked. "Why is the Gifted One's hat glowing red?"

Corey yanked off his beanie. Sure enough, a small tracking device was sewn inside. Disgusted, he ripped it off. "How did that even get there?" he muttered to himself as he put his beanie back on.

Meanwhile, all the Crafters were fighting off the robots. The Teen Titans attacked with their powers/natural abilities, the cross-eyed pony hoof-kicked some hover cars, and the robotic reptile swung her staff at hovering robots with sharp claws. But for some reason, they were all just knocked down like they had no abilities whatsoever. It made no sense, but let's get back to the story.

As Corey and the others ran away from the attack, there was a loud boom. Uni-Kitty knew that meant one thing. "Oh no!" she whimpered. "They hit the silly cloud stabilizers!"

"Then we better get out of here qui-" Laney started to say, but then she looked at the little princess. "Cloud stabilizers?"

Uni-Kitty replied with an innocent shrug. "As much as I would like to question why a cloud needs stabilizers to stay floating, we need to get out of here!" Corey said. "So can anyone build something?!"

As if on cue, two twelve-year-old boys wearing matching blue spacesuits showed up. One of the boys was skinny with pale skin and thick, circular glasses. He had a long head and didn't appear to have a neck. The other boy was obese with the same skin color and he didn't wear glasses.

"Greetings my friends," the skinnier boy said. "I'm Kin Kujira."

"And I'm Kon Kujira," the fatter boy said.

"We're identical twin spacemen!" the boys said in union.

"We can build a spaceship together, like so," Kin said.

Then in a flash of blue, the brothers went to work on building a spaceship. "No, you can't," Laney said, looking up. "The skies are surrounded."

"Awww..." Kon said in a disappointed tone.

"Well where can we go where we can't be found?" Uni-Kitty squeaked.

"Maybe if we go underwater," Corey suggested.

Larry was so shocked that he had to use his inhaler. "That's genius!" he exclaimed.

"Great idea Corey," Laney agreed.

"Thank you Corey, your idea is the best!" Uni-Kitty purred.

Corey smiled. "Thanks," he said, glad they liked his idea.

"We could build a submarine," Laney added.

"A safe submarine," Larry corrected.

"With rainbows!" Uni-Kitty giggled.

"And cannons in case of emergency," Trina said.

"Like an underwater spaceship!" Kon realized, then he high-fived his smiling twin brother.

To Corey's amazement, the Crafters known as his sister and their friends went to work assembling the safe submarine.