An unexpected and extraordinary thing had occurred. Farley, Void's lovable and clingy Bernese Mountain Dog, had just got himself superpowers from drinking one of Lisa's experiments that the latter accidentally spilled on the floor. Perhaps it is a great thing since now, Farley can now follow his human best friend wherever he goes since now they both have superpowers, and they can fight crime together as one. Poor Lincoln was feeling dizzy after the supersonic bark that the pooch accidentally gave him by blasting him to the wall, and Lori had to give her little brother a bag of ice in case he got a headache from the impact of the blast, and the dog did give him a pound against the wall (by accident of course since dogs don't know any better).

"Are you ok, Lincoln?" asked Lori. "Is your brain hurt?"

"No, i'm just a little dizzy from that bark. Whoa!" he almost fell forward as he was still feeling lightheaded from the impact, but luckily, Lori gently held him to keep him from falling on his face. "Easy, easy."

"Well, i'll be darned." said Void. "I never thought it would happen this way. Me dog getting superpowers." he knelt down and gave him a few rubs on the top of his furry head.

Then the pooch looked at Lincoln with his eyes crossed frim dizziness. Looking guilty, Farley walked up to him casually, and licked Lincoln's face to help him regain his composure and to apologize.

Lincoln laughed at how ticklish it was to have his right cheeked being licked over and over again by a gentle dog. After he was done licking, Farley bowed his head in guilt, possibly as another way to tell Lincoln sorry for accidentally knocking him against the wall.

"Oh, it's ok, Farley." Lincoln smiled as he began petting the Bernese dog. "It didn't hurt that bad."

"But i can literally feel a concussion on the back of your head." Lori pointed with a frown.

"Nothing a bag of ice can help heal faster, Lori." Farley smiled and began panting with his slobbery tongue out and his fluffy tail wagged to and fro with relief and happiness. "Besides, you know the crazy things that happen to us on a regular basis."

"True that." Lori smirked.

"Remarkable." Said Lisa, still astonished by how a dog got bee powers. "I wonder what kind of mutagenic changes Farley has gained."

Before their very eyes, another extraordinary thing happened. Farley was levitating above the ground like he was... flying, and he didn't have any wings on his back. This seemed like a very unusual dream, but... this was as real as global warming. "So how are we going to train him?" asked Lincoln. "It'll be hard to train a dog with superpowers, and he might hurt someone on accident."

"Quite right." said Lori. "We'll literally have to get him on some special kind of training to control his powers. And the last thing we want is Farley accidentally hurting or killing someone with his new supersonic barking." she knelt down as Farley is wanting attention from here now. Some dog breeds are more clingy and needy than others. "maybe some kind of extra armor or pads that are invulnerable to to his supersonic barking."

"Right..." said Farkle, realizing that his fiery-themed friend was right. "What can we do with Farley here? Something that Lisa can invent, and he can't really fly in public since many people would recognize his secret identity. What are the odds of a flying do anyway?"

"We can give Farley a mask." Lori said. "Or a supersuit."

"No." Farkle sighed. "Farley hates wearing clothes. Believe me, we tried that trying to get him to wear a Christmas sweater a year ago, and he nipped at us whenever we tried to force it on him, even had me mum covered in figgy pudding... granted, it was a great Christmas card, but still embarrassing for her."

"Well there are not a lot of Bernese mountain dogs in Royal Woods." said Lincoln.

"Look, i appreciate your concern." said a French voice, and they looked at where Farley is sitting at right now. "I can perfectly keep moi composure from using my animal urges." Yes, it was Farley talking, Lincoln, Lori, Farkle, and Lisa all punched themselves in the face to see if they were dreaming.

"Pardon me," said Lori, "But did I just hear Farley talk?"

"I'm afraid so, madamoisselle." said the dog.

"OK, what in the literal world is in that serum?" Lori asked the smart sister

Looking at the bottle that spilled over, Lisa carefully looked at the label of her isotope and read out: "Betterment serum. Tired of your boring life? all you need is this bottle to make you a greater person."

"Ah. That explains a lot." Lori narrowed her eyes. "The serum must have given him superpowers, and... it must have enhanced his brain."

"Remarkable." said Lisa

"Hmmm, do you think I can have a sip of that?" Lincoln said with a smile. "I always wanted to fly."

"Absolutely not, Lincoln!" said Lori, stopping him from taking a sip of that serum like Farley did before. "You have no idea what it can do to you. it can have dangerous side effects."

"Come on!"

"NO!" Lori sharply said.

"OK, OK." Lincoln said quietly, knowing not to cross his eldest sister.

In the undermost part of the bunker. Farley was getting ready to use his new powers against a couple of non-moving dummies, and readied himself. "I hope you know what you're doing, Farley." said Void. "you won't hurt yourself, right?"

"Don't worry, Farkle." said Farley. "I'll be fine, thanks to the serum i drank." he steadied himself and gave a great, supersonic bark against the dummies, making them fly from the impact. Unfortunately, it also sent Farley flying backwards into the wall, making him dizzy