Cody was at a Burger King in his hometown with Loona in disguise sitting next to him. The disguised Hellhound was on her phone (as usual) with a blank look on her face, and Cody was eagerly waiting for his best friend to arrive. Meantime, Loona was more than happy to order some food for themselves as they waited. At last, there was Tyler, coming down the street and waving to Cody from outside the window before he walked inside. "Hi Cody!" he greeted warmly

"Hey Tyler. Here, I saved ya a seat." Cody scooted over for his best friend to sit next to him.

"Thanks Cody." he then frowned sadly. "Everything's been going bad for me ever since my dad created this whole... chaos months ago. I keep telling everyone in school that I am nothing like my dad, the ones that didn't have their memory erased, but they won't listen to me." Then Tyler looked at the disguised female hellhound. "Hi Loona. How are things with you in Hell?"

"Shhh, not so loud, many people had their memories wiped about that, remember?"

"Right, sorry."

"Don't worry about it. But life for me is just the same old shit. Taking care of Cody, making sure he doesn't get hurt, that sort of shit."

"Can you please put your phone down and look at me?" Tyler asked uncomfortably. "It looks like you're a little... distracted." He was trying so hard to not offend the hellhound, seeing as how vicious she is when she fights during the whole Antichrist affair

"yeah yeah, sure." Said Loona, doing what Tyler suggested. "So look, how bad is it?"

"Very, very, very bad." Tyler looked gravely about this. "Many kids keep booing and throwing things at me, some of them tried to aim at my face, and a few of them used rocks."

"What? Rocks?" Said Cody, sounding shocked.

"Yes. They also call me the son of Evil or Belmont's demon son. I even got uninvited to Jackie's cool birthday party because of what my dad did. I might never get my reputation back. I want everyone to know that I am nothing like my father, and that's why I come to you guys for help." He had a desperate look on his face. "Please, you have to help me. I don't want to be remembered as the son of the most evil preacher of all time."

"Maybe... we can wipe out wipe out their memories of your dad, and just remember your cool stepdad?" Cody suggested.

"where are we going to find a machine like that?" Asked Loona. "And you don't want to risk wiping out all of their memories. You might accidentally wipe out their memories of you guys."

"Good point." Cody said. "Maybe I can try and talk to them and show them that you are nothing like your dad."

Tyler was quiet and he finally said: "I don't know if that will work, but we can try."

"Or..." Loona pulled out a sawed-off shotgun from under the table, making the boys gasp.

"Loona!" Cody scolded.

"I'm just kidding." Loona chuckled before she put the gun away. "Look, Tyler, do you want anything to eat here?"

"Sure. Just give me a crispy chicken sandwich with no mayo. Oh! Please."

Loona did just that and went up to the counter to give Cody's friend what he wanted, and ordered it in a meal with a medium Dr Pepper for him to drink, and some nuggets and fries.

The food was ever so delicious in this kind of place, and Tyler loved it as much as his best friend did, and took a bite of his chicken sandwich.

"Look, Tyler," said Cody, "who's been your friend since kindergarten?"

"You." Tyler said.

"And who is my best friend in the whole world?"

"me."

"Right. I've never turn my back on you or treat you like garbage, have I?"

"No. Never." Tyler admitted. "You've always been there for me." Then he smiled as he was going down memory lane. "I'll never forget the time you saved my life from a mean dog by using trash can kid as a shield against it."

"And I'll never forget the time you gave me a Valentine's Day card after I didn't get any." Cody smiled.

Smiling at that good memory, Tyler responded, "Or the time we won the junior basketball league together when we were six."

"OK, ok, i really hate to interrupt memory lane here," Loona said, "but we still got a problem."

"Right, sorry." said Tyler. "So maybe we can go talk to them and help them understand that I am not like my dad."

"Have any grownups been bullying or harassing you too?" Cody asked

"A few of them, yes. But it's mostly my... former friends from school." Tyler took another sip of his Dr Pepper. "Almost all of them have turned against me like I have committed the most evil crime ever. And... you believe me when i say-"

"Of course I do, Tyler. You're my best friend." Cody reassured him. "I would never not believe you for a second. Trust me, i know you are not like your evil dad. But... let's just eat up and we can talk to the guys."

"Sounds good to me." As the three continued eating their food, Cody wondered how he can help his own best friend get out of this unlawful situation, and maybe he can try and talk to everyone around him that Tyler is a good kid.

Meanwhile, in Hell, the mafia demons from before were in a shady office with their boss having his back to them. "OK, so what the fuck happened at the Richest Cup?" asked the voice that sounded like Moxxie

"Well, this crocodile fucker shot up the place, looking for Cody and trying to gun him down for some reason." said Alessio, worried about what punishment his own boss might put on him for this. "What should we do? should I just go out there and just take the kid for you, boss?"

It was silent in the room, and finally, the mob boss took the cigarette out of his mouth before replying: "Nah. Let the kid go for now. Your job was to spy on the kid, not try and take him. You don't take the half pint until I say you can take him, Alessio."

"So what do we do, sir?" asked Cleo

"Simple, let him go." said the mob boss. "We'll get him when the time is right. And i'll be sure to give that human kid a warm welcome." and he let out a small chuckle before revealing himself. "Yeah, just let the kid be a kid and have his fun, guys."