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Globby was sitting alone in the abandoned Frederickson's Candy Factory, wondering what on Earth he was going to do about his current situation. Sure, he was free from Nega-Globby's control and they managed to contain him, but he and his friends were now labeled fugitives thanks to Chief Cruz. Big Hero 6 and him had returned to the disheveled place after they fled the police on Akuma Island, mainly because it was familiar and far away from prying eyes.
After they had landed, Globby apologized profusely as he thought some blame laid with him as his friends were only fugitives now because they helped him, but Big Hero 6 didn't see it that way. While Honey Lemon was giving him a comforting hug, Hiro explained that Chief Cruz already wasn't a fan of superheroes before this incident; he even joked that all they did was probably bump up their wanted status by a week. This did ease some of Globby's worry, although it still left the question of what to do next unanswered.
A short time later, it was time for Big Hero 6 to go to their homes and they offered Globby a lift. Sadly, the gelatinous mutant shook his head no as he feared that if he went home to Felony Carl, he'd be arrested for aiding and abetting; instead, he told them that he'd have to figure out a way to live as a fugitive for the time being. Fred had kindly proposed that Globby could stay at his place, but the shapeshifter refused as he felt they had done so much for him already and didn't want to feel like a freeloader. Globby did promise he'd keep in touch and would let them know if he needed anything. They all then gave a sad goodbye group hug before flying off on Baymax, leaving Globby alone with his thoughts.
"At least with my powers I'm taken care of for the bare necessities, but I can't stay here forever," he sullenly said to himself. "What if someone needs help and I'm not there to lend it or what happens if I get spotted and they end up pursuing me half the night?" Globby let out a deep sigh before continuing. "I really don't want to live in fear. I already tried that earlier with being afraid of hurting those I love and it was horrible." The reformed mutant proceeded to sit himself against a giant vat of some kind and hugged himself. "Ugh It's just crazy that now I can't be seen in public because of criminal charges and not because I'm a puddle of slime. There's got to be something I can do."
At a lost for ideas, Globby gazed up through the broken glass in the ceiling to find the stars twinkling above. The view's not bad out here at least, he thought as he admired their beauty. "If I ever…no, when I get back to Felony Carl, we'll have to do this stargazing together as a nice little activity. He probably knows more about the constellations and stars than I do anyway," the shapeshifter started to fantasize as a small smile appeared on his face. "He'd point and say, 'That's the Big Dipper' or 'There are the Zodiac formations,' and I'd then be like, 'I don't see how they got that design from so few stars,'" Globby continued with a small laugh to himself.
"But the best would be if we both saw a meteor shower and we'd have to go back and forth on whose turn it was to make a wish." Globby sighed before feeling his sadness start to return. "Admittedly, there's not much I'd have to wish for since I get a lot of what I need from Felony Carl; if he were here right now, I'm sure he'd be pulling me in close for a tight hug and take away all this worry," he said as he closed his eyes and imagined the feeling.
A few seconds into his fantasy, Globby realized something felt off with himself. He opened his eyes to find his normally purplish-pink arms were no longer there, but instead replaced with big, beefy limbs that could only be replicas of Felony Carl's. "What the…" he said in confusion and shock as he rapidly stood up. A moment later, his arms changed back to their original gelatinous form, as if it never happened.
"Did I just…was I really…oh my gosh! I've got to try again," he exclaimed before closing his eyes in concentration. Now, I know what Felony Carl looks like. I just need to envision that for me, Globby told himself as he began to feel the shifting sensation from before. Once again, the gelatinous mutant opened his eyes to find he was no longer transparent; in fact, this time his transformation included his boyfriend's whole body and wardrobe. "Well, how about that," he remarked as he examined his new shape. He then stopped when he realized something. "Wait a minute. I still sound like me. Guess I'll have to practice that, but I'll take a win where I can get one," Globby noted. The disguised shapeshifter proceeded to relax as his form returned to normal.
He turned to the vat he had been laying against and got an idea. "If I've got to practice this new ability, seeing myself would be a good place to start," he slyly said as he put his hands on the rusty, metal wall. In a single pass, Globby formed a brand-new mirror that stuck to the side of the old container. The gelatinous shapeshifter then took a couple steps back and tried again.
"Okay. I've done Carl. Let's try the old me." With a thought, Globby shrank down in size as he found himself staring at his original human form, including his signature green jacket and black pants. "Ha! It wasn't just a fluke. Plus, I'd certainly be disappointed if I couldn't get this look right," he joked to himself; what satisfied Globby even more was the fact he didn't have to close his eye in concentration this time. "Who's next?"
After a few seconds of pondering, the reformed mutant of course decided on one of his favorite people: Honey Lemon. Within a second, he transformed into the chemistry major, complete with high heels, long hair and glasses. He tried to get a 360° look, but wound up getting smacked in the face by the long locks when he stopped spinning. "Wow this is a lot of hair, and yet still so light and bouncy," Globby remarked with a small laugh. "Well, that was fun. How about…"
In the next moment, Fred was the image captured in the mirror. "Under different circumstance, I can just imagine Fred asking me to prank the others as his double and see if anyone notices. Okay, now…" Globby proceeded to shrink again as he took the form of Go Go. "Hmmm. Something tells me Go Go would not be flattered if I impersonated her," he thought out loud while he put a gloved hand to his faux chin. He quickly stretched and shifted to Wasabi's shape, hoping he got all the details right. "I'm not one for sweaters, but the fact Wasabi can actually knit one is definitely impressive," Globby complimented.
With only two forms out of the six left, the gelatinous man shrank down yet again to look like Hiro, including his messy hair and hoody. "Man, hard to believe someone so young is so incredibly smart; granted, they're all pretty amazing in a lot of ways," Globby sighed as he already missed their company. He then finally decided to try looking like Baymax, causing his body to turn white and balloon up to the tall, inflatable robot. "Well, he's certainly cute and huggable, but this isn't really going to help me blend in though," he noted as he returned to his original pink and purple self. "Okay, now for some others that'll probably fit in better."
Globby decided to do this by having a lightning round of sorts, becoming people he could remember seeing when he was out and about. He turned into an old woman wearing a pink kimono and yellow jacket followed by a buff, young man in a tank top and jeans. He also turned into a young woman with braids, a middle-aged man in a business suit and an old man in casual garb. Globby continued with this process for a few more minutes until he let out an audible yawn while looking like Joe from Joe's Diner.
"Wow, that was a long one. If I had a watch, it'd probably say it was way too late to be up. Looks like I'm sleeping here for the night," Globby tiredly stated as he reverted to normal. He proceeded to fabricate a plushy mattress and pillow from his own hands, followed by topping it with a misty blue comforter. He positioned the bed so that he could still view the stars as he laid down under the blanket. "It'll have to do for now. Tomorrow, I guess I'll practice with seeing how long I can keep these new forms; at least now I'll be able to go places during this crummy time. I can't wait to show the guys," Globby happily remarked as he drifted off to sleep. Although he was still sad about having to stay away from Felony Carl, he had found his silver lining out of this trying event and would refuse to let that sadness keep him from making a difference; after all, someone has to help.
NOTES
Globby learning mimicry was so cool to see even though he can't change his voice, but that just makes it funny when he used his ability. XD With necessity being the mother of invention and all that, it was definitely good he learned how to do it with all the trouble he was in and yes, it would have been good if he had learned it when he was trying to get a job, but considering he'd have to focus on his form while performing all sorts of tasks, it would probably get understandably hard for anyone in that position. I also thought it'd be reasonable to assume Globby would feel guilty and blame himself for Chief Cruz labeling all of them fugitives, seeing as how he already blamed himself for the whole Nega-Globby ordeal and because he impulsively ran away so they wouldn't get hurt. :( In addition, I of course had to add the "Someone has to help" line because Dibs said it himself in "Nega-Globby" despite never knowing Tadashi, so it just shows how much his friends have had an effect on him in being selfless and wanting to help. 3
The next story will be a shorter one where the robotic Mascots are introduced to Aunt Cass.