"Who stole it?" Meloetta snapped and farted out a bassy tuba poot while floating up into a game center with various different videogame characters. "Which 1 of you punks stole my precious?"
"What is she talking about this time?" Sam questioned upon casually standing up adjusting his hat.
Max shrugged while he was finishing the carrot he had in his right hand. "How should I know, bro."
"My oven you animals!" Meloetta snapped for she used her psychic power to showcase her oven in a visual metaphor for everyone else to see. "My beautiful machine to cook delicious sweets: it's gone and I'm losing my mind over it!"
"Sounds like a job for... someone else." Superman said with a chuckle for he and the others began to walk away since he had no time to waste.
Meloetta dropped her arms in disappointment, tears beginning to form in her eyes with her sobbing. "Oh who am I gonna get to help me out...?"
"I'll do it!" Terry Brogard shouted for he was quick to go on the lookout for 1 only to trip and land flat on his face. "Am I okay? Yes!"