Windsor calls a pre-lunch meeting in the WCL building, which only a small handful of members attend due to the non-important nature of the meeting. Windsor watches as Mugsy, Bunny, Giles Corey, Blight, and Crime Lad arrive at the conference table and sit down.
"Okay, guys, listen. This whole time we've had a pool and snack bar up on the roof, and we haven't been making use of either of those, and I think it would really bring up company morale if we got those up and running." Windsor explains.
"Where would we get the water and snacks to keep them operational?" Mugsy asks.
"Steal it, duh? We're the World Crime League? Durrr?" Crime Lad mocks Mugsy.
"Yeah, I reckon you could use that Stand of yours to pick up some water and put it down in the pool." Giles says. "Maybe we should clean it out first, though."
"Good idea! Crime Lad, you should go do that!" Bunny says, and Crime Lad, glad to be the center of attention, smirks and walks away to complete this task.
"Wait, who the heck are you?" Windsor says, turning to Giles.
Meanwhile, Crime Lad begins parkouring his way across rooftops, coming up on the old Costa Brava water tower. Crime Lad uses Point of Damascus to suck up a large quantity of water, before climbing down to ground level and raiding a candy shop for snacks. By the time Crime Lad returns to the WCL building, he finds that Blight has been cleaning out the pool, and when Blight spots Crime Lad approaching, he beckons for him to come closer.
"Over here! OVER HERE, NOW! It seems that something dastardly is caught in the drain!" Blight says. "But I cannot breach through there without causing MASS DESTRUCTION!"
"Alright, hang on, let's spec this." Crime Lad removes the grate leading to the drain, and inside, Blight and Crime Lad are horrified to find the mangled body of Mickey-Lause D. Z. Nuts stuffed inside the drain, seemingly having been left there to die.
"Who's body is that? Did we kill that guy? Did YOU kill that guy?" Crime Lad asks, looking at Blight.
"NO! A villain such as I would never leave one of my victims in a state other than a pile of molten ash!"
"Wait, hang on! I think his loot is in there, too! Let's get that body out of the way." Crime Lad drags the corpse out of the drain, unveiling a large stash of money, picture frames, a skateboard, and a star in a bottle. Crime Lad scoots all the stuff aside and grabs the bottled star, since it stands out to him the most. "What sorts of crazy crimes do you think we could do with this thing?"
As Crime Lad holds the bottle, it emanates stardust into the air, which draws the attention of Legionova, the Star God, notable as the sole manager of the Star Market.
"You dare take hold of that which does not belong to you?! Star ownership is very strictly monitored, and the one in your hands is the sole property of the one known as…" Legionova pulls out a large scroll and puts on a pair of reading glasses as he looks over the list of names. "...Mickey-Lause D. Z. Nuts."
"HAH! GOT EM! You just got pranked so hard dude! You think that guy's name was actually 'deez nuts'?" Crime Lad guffaws, but Legionova seems dead serious.
"This is no laughing matter." Legionova says. "If you want that star, you'll have to legally obtain ownership, which won't be easy seeing the state of its former owner."
"Okay, I'll bite, how the hell do I do that?" Crime Lad rolls his eyes.
"Follow me." Legionova's tremendous form walks down the not-tremendous stairs into the building, all the way down to the basement. Legionova is down on all fours to be able to even fit down here, and it's still pretty cramped. Crime Lad comes down with the bottled star, and Legionova points at the advertising room.
"What? I don't wanna go in there." Crime Lad says with a look of disgust.
"There should be a hole in there somewhere, and if you put the bottle in, the star will slowly break apart and reform as a new star, and, if during this process, it is merged with Mickey-Lause's body, his ownership will be revoked and you can claim it. If you fail to do this, I will be forced to enact great punishment upon thee."
Crime Lad, not really fond of the idea of being punished by a god, tries the door to the advertising room, and finds that it is surprisingly unlocked for once. Adzaster watches from the crow's nest of a paper mache pirate ship he built in the room as Crime Lad sneaks along the wall, eventually finding the star hole behind a thick layer of post-it notes. Crime Lad shoves the bottle in the hole and dusts his hands off, leaving the room as it begins to fill with cosmic star power and closing the door behind him. He finds that Legionova has already left the basement, presumably to fetch Mickey-Lause's body from the roof. Meanwhile, Wetskate, having detected his favorite god in town, has arrived at the WCL, and is excitedly following Legionova's every move. When Legionova returns to the basement with Mickey-Lause, he opens the door to the advertising room, finding papers flying around everywhere. Mickey-Lause's body is promptly sucked into the star, which grows several inches in diameter.
"Legionova, look out! This same thing happened in issue #61, it's gonna do a slupernovule!" Wetskate suddenly exclaims, and Legionova's beady eyes widen.
"Oh shlit, you're right, it's showing all the symptoms of pre-slupernovulosis." Legionova quickly backs out of the vicinity, just as the star enters slupernovulosis, causing a horrible flash of light and vaporizing all the paper around it. The aftermath of this is many gallons of stardust being ejected into the basement, as well as the now-empty bottle exiting the hole. Crime Lad gets an idea, and snatches up the bottle, before right-clicking on Legionova with it, causing the Star God to be trapped inside. Of course, Legionova could escape this bottle at any point, but it would cause him to respawn back in the deep depths of outer space, and he'd have to come all the way back here on foot to scold Crime Lad, so for now he's forced to remain put. Wetskate uses a technique he learned on TV to snort copious amounts of stardust, causing him to become Starskate. Starskate then realizes that, while he got his shotgun back, he didn't actually get any ammo for it, so he rushes back towards the PID to see if they have anything he can use in the lost and found. Back at the PID, Caught Red-Handed is making good progress through all the paperwork. A lot of it is directed towards Windsor, but the words "THROW OUT, BAD" are drawn all over it in crayon, so Caught has been ignoring them. Due to being caught up in his work, Caught doesn't notice Starskate sneaking in and raiding the lost and found again for ammo. All he can find is a few boxes of bloodshot, an ammo type specifically usable with a Clotgun, which Starskate doesn't have. Starskate pockets the bloodshot anyways, and then heads over to Caught as he throws out another batch of crayon-covered papers.
"Need something?" Caught asks, looking down at Starskate.
"Sorry about last time, I probably owe you a favor since you helped me deal with that nasty little paper. Anything I could do to help you out?" Starskate asks.
"Uh, I guess I'm just about done with my paperwork for the day, and tomorrow's everyone's day off, so it'd be cool if you could help me finish off the rest of this so I can head off."
"Say no more." With the combined efforts of Starskate and Caught, the rest of the paperwork is done in no time. Caught thanks Starskate, who nods coolly before leaving the building to search for a place to exchange his shotgun for a Clotgun.