Meanwhile, a bus drove into town in a dark part of a city.

"Time to settle the score." Wilt said in determination.

"Wilt?" A voice asked. "Oh, my gosh, Wilt, is that you?!"

"Stats?" Wilt asked and then saw an imaginary scoreboard friend and smiled to him. "Stats!"

"So, you're Stats." Super Power Man smiled down to the imaginary scoreboard friend.

"Uh, that's me," Stats replied. "Have we met?"

"Wilt's told me a little about you." Super Power Man smiled.

"Well, it's sure good to see him again, it's been so long," Stats smiled back. "So, Wilt, what brings ya back to the 'hood?"

"I've come to see Larry." Wilt said, dramatically.

"And he's ready to finish and settle a certain basketball match." Super Power Man said.

"You know about that too, huh?" Stats replied. "You and Wilt must be close friends if he's willing to tell you about that."

"Yep, we're close, almost like brothers." Super Power Man smiled.

They soon came up to the old outdoor basketball court.

"Foul Larry!" Wilt called out.

"Well, well, if it isn't Mr. Sore Loser?" A voice glared from inside of a cloak towards Wilt. "You're late!"

"Sorry, he had some delays." Super Power Man said.

"Yeah, some things to take care of." Wilt added, assertively.

"It's been 30 years since I whooped your behind," Foul Larry scoffed to Wilt. "Come back for more?"

"No thanks, you know what I'm here for, Foul Larry," Wilt glared. "If that's okay."

"A rematch, huh? Another game of two-on-two?" Foul Larry smirked. "Oh, that's right, your little creator has gone away and left you all alone."

Super Power Man looked ready to fight Foul Larry, but restrained himself.

"Whatcha gonna do?" Foul Larry continued to mock and berate Wilt. "You think if you beat me, he'll forgive you? He'll take you back? Well, forget it, he don't want you no more! And you know why? Because you let him down, 'cuz a LOSER!"

"Why don't you prove it?" Wilt challenged as he opened his bag and brought out his old basketball and spun it on his fingertip. "Is that okay?"

Super Power Man soon decided to just watch the match. Other imaginary friends came to watch the game up close.

"Scared, Shorty?" Foul Larry mocked as he removed his cloak and came up to Wilt, being even taller than him.

"Ready when you are." Wilt glared.

"I know you can beat him, Wilt." Super Power Man told him.

"Thanks for coming, I really appreciate it." Wilt said to him.

"Anything for a friend." Super Power Man smiled sincerely.

Stats soon came with the ball and tossed it up in the air to start the game and Foul Larry shoved Wilt down so that he could have the ball.

'Now I see where he gets his name.' Super Power Man thought to himself.

And so the game was on. Foul Larry was about to shoot a basket, only for Wilt to smack the ball and smack Foul Larry down and he made the basket instead which made the friends cheer on the sidelines. Foul Larry dribbled the ball, but Wilt stole it from him, shooting another basket, and a lot more. He was about to shoot again, only for Foul Larry to elbow him out of the way, but this made everybody boo him.

'Come on, Wilt, I know you can win.' Super Power Man thought to himself.

"What? I didn't do that," Foul Larry smirked. "What'd I do? What'd I do?"

Wilt glared as he stood in front of the hoop, but Foul Larry dunked the ball and smacked himself into the wall and Wilt fell flat on the ground.

'This is history repeating itself.' Super Power Man thought to himself.

Wilt soon got back up and continued to play against Foul Larry.

"Ooh, I just wanna pop all the air out of his head." Super Power Man growled as Foul Larry beat Wilt physically while scoring more points.

The match began to look hopeless. The imaginary friends booed at Foul Larry while Wilt looked like he was going to lose again like he did 30 years ago. He even began to remember what happened on that horrible day and it plagued his mind, making him feel guilty and terrible for what had happened.

"Wilt! He's going for a slam!" Stats warned.

And where this gave Wilt an idea of what to do. He was intensely nervous of trying it out, but he had to do it to settle the score with Foul Larry, no pun intended.

"He's gonna win!" Stats panicked.

Foul Larry soon ran and jumped to slam dunk the ball and Wilt jumped in the air to stop the ball. Super Power Man knew exactly that Wilt would most likely get hurt trying to do that. Wilt glared to Foul Larry as it was the final countdown. Super Power Man turned away, not even being able to watch. However, someone seemed to pull Wilt away at the last minute as Foul Larry dunked the ball, and where, just like last time, Foul Larry had won the game.

"Oh, Wilt..." Super Power Man frowned.

The final buzzer then buzzed and Foul Larry had been declared as the winner, much to everyone else's misfortune.

"Aw, YEAH!" Foul Larry beamed as he ran over top of Wilt as he laid on the ground in depression.

Super Power Man was soon surprised as he saw who was next to Wilt.

"I lost again... I can't believe I lost again..." Wilt muttered in sadness. "Now he'll never forgive me!"

"Wilt?" An adult man asked as he leaned over to the red imaginary friend. "I'm sorry, but are you okay?"

Wilt was surprised as he soon saw his creator. The others soon rushed over and hugged the two missing imaginary friends.

"W-What, guys?!" Wilt smiled in surprise. "H-H-How...? W-What're you doing here?!"

"And how did you guys get here?" Super Power Man asked.

"We have missed you so muchas!" Eduardo beamed.

"We've been following you for days!" Frankie added.

"But you were, like, running all over the place!" Mac added.

"We had some help from Officer Valerosa and Douglas and Adam, so we were also trying to find out what kind of creator you would have and go to find them, so I cleverly found out who it was." Cherry took all the credit.

"Ahem!" Atticus glared.

"What?" Cherry asked.

Atticus gave her a long look.

"Fine..." Cherry groaned. "Atticus found it out... But it was my laptop!"

"Yeah, yeah." Mo said.

"I still can't believe I didn't think of it before," Darla said, hitting her forehead. "It's so obvious about your creator."

"Jordan Michaels!" Everyone then said, revealing the adult man who was Wilt's creator.

"Who may or may not be a parody of Michael Jordan, but I'm not judging." Cherry mumbled to herself.

Bloo soon fanboyed over Jordan, but he didn't seem to mind, and told Wilt and Super Power Man how they all got there from the private jet.

"Uh... Yeah..." Joia blinked with a shrug. "Anyway, we told him where you two were headed."

"I don't understand, why'd you come to get me?" Wilt asked his long-lost creator. "I lost. I let you down."

"Let me down?" Jordan replied. "You saved me! I didn't even know until Stats told me. With your arm and your eye... It was all my fault," He then began to explain what had really happened. "I looked everywhere for you, but you just disappeared. If I hadn't been so obsessed about that game, you never would've gotten hurt and I never would've lost you."

"So now we know the whole story." Mo said.

"There was something else though," Jordan replied. "Losing Wilt taught me an important lesson: your friends, the people you love, that's the most important thing. That's worth sacrificing yourself for. I created Wilt to make me a better ball player, but instead, he made me a better person. Wilt, I can't thank you enough." He then looked back and smiled to his imaginary friend.

"That's okay..." Wilt smiled back softly.

"You're a hero!" Jordan smiled.

"I'm sorry, I'm not." Wilt bowed his head.

Super Power Man shook his head as he disagreed with what Wilt said.

Jordan soon raised his arm and his sleeve rolled down to show a wrist band, but not just any wrist band, it was Wilt's old wrist band that he couldn't wear anymore. "Wilt, you're the best friend I've ever had," he told him, very proud and sincere. "You gotta quit saying you're sorry, it's not okay. Okay?"

Wilt looked very emotional and soon hugged Jordan. "Okay."

And where everyone went 'Awww'.

"Sorry, was that okay?" Wilt asked bashfully.

Cherry hid a slight eye roll to this.

"Okay, guys, let's go back home," Mo said before looking to her group. "Oh, um, unless you guys wanna stay in Japan..."

"Let's go home." Casper said.

"Yeah, we can visit Japan any time..." Darla replied. "Besides, I'm tired after this journey around the world to find Wilt and Super Power Man."

"Come with me, guys, I'll take you home." Jordan smiled.

"I just love happy reunions!" Foul Larry smiled himself as he cried emotionally.

They all soon got on the plane.