Author's Note: I apologize for not updating this for nearly a year. I've just been busy with other fanfics and personal stuff. Thankfully, I found the opportunity to finally work on this chapter and add it to this weekend's batch of updates.
Enjoy the chapter. Any and all comments are welcome.
Gogo stared confusingly at the blob of strange meat covered in green gel which rested on Fred's lunch plate. Fred, however, was excited by what he was seeing.
"Mmm… What is that?" Gogo asked.
"It's mystery loaf." Fred answered. "'Cause it's Mystery Loaf Monday!"
"So you have no idea what's in that thing?" Hiro asked.
"Well, then it wouldn't be a mystery, would it?"
"And you're just going to eat it?" Tony asked. "What if there's poison in it?"
"Why would the lunch lady put poison in our food?" Gogo asked.
Tony shrugged with a playful smile. "Hey. It'd still be better than what she normally serves us. Hehehe."
Baymax leaned forward to scan the mystery loaf. "Although it does not have the shape, color, or texture of any known natural foods, consuming it will not cause permanent damage."
"Well, that's good enough for me." Fred said before taking a bite out of a small piece of the mystery loaf. "Mmm. I detect notes of beef by-product… or is that hair net? No, no, no, no, no, it tastes like… cilantro?! Why?! So gross!" He stole Gogo's glass of water and drank every last drop. "I'll eat around it."
"Well, this concludes the disgusting portion of today's lunch." Tony said before turning to Hiro. "Hiro, buddy, I kinda need your help with something."
"Uh, okay. What do you need?" Hiro asked. Tony pulled out a sheet of paper and showed it to Hiro. "What's this?"
"You remember your neurotransmitter that you used to control the microbots?" Tony asked earning a silent stare from everyone. "Okay, stupid question. Well, I was actually considering rebuilding the transmitter."
"Are you nuts?" Hiro asked. "It was used to nearly destroy the city."
"The microbots were used to nearly destroy the city." Tony corrected. "I was simply suggesting repurposing the transmitter as a household product. Imagine being able to control the TV, lights, or stereo with just your mind."
"That sounds awesome!" Fred praised.
"I know, right?" Tony asked. "The only hitch, though, Hiro, is that since you were the first to go public with a neurotransmitter, then you have the rights to it. Simply sign this paper giving us permission to use one. And to make extra certain, I'll be keeping its construction in a warehouse owned by Stark Industries. How does that sound?"
Hiro thought hard about it staring at the paper in his hand. He then let out a sigh and signed his name on it. "All right. Just be sure to credit me for the idea."
"Anything for you, little buddy." Tony said taking the paper.
"HONEY LEMON! YOU'RE ALIVE!" Wasabi cried out running to the heroes' table. He quickly gave the chemist a big hug. "I DIDN'T THINK I'D EVER SEE YOU AGAIN!"
"Uh, did I miss something or did Wasabi get hit on the head?" Tony asked.
"Oh, it's nothing really." Honey Lemon said. "My roommate made lemonade, and I tried out a new formula for instant ice. Though… admittedly, I may have turned my entire apartment into a giant glacier freezing everything quickly. Don't worry. My roommate's fine. Look, she's right over there." She pointed at a girl who was completely covered in ice. "Hi, Regina. Sorry… again."
Regina powered through the freezing ice to glare angrily at Honey Lemon.
"So where are you gonna live? Well, you know, until your apartment thaws?" Hiro asked.
"Hiro, the world is a good place." Honey Lemon said. "Something will work out."
"You have your own place, don't you, Gogo?" Fred asked.
"You live in a giant mansion, don't you, Fred?" Gogo responded.
"I do, but my parents insist on an in-depth, three-year background check for overnight guests."
"You can never be too careful. Lots of weirdos out there." Wasabi said as he dipped one end of a french fry in ketchup and the other in ranch. He then ate both ends and tossed away the rest of the fry.
"What about Stark?" Gogo asked. "You live in a villa over a cliff, don't you?"
"Well, yeah, but it can't work." Tony said. "After Yama and his robot army attacked my home, I'm updating the security system, and so far, it only sees me and Happy as friendlies. Until the update's complete and I add your faces into the system, Happy and I are the only people allowed in my home."
"How long's that gonna take?" Hiro asked.
"Probably a week. Two at most."
"Well, you wouldn't like my place, Honey Lemon." Gogo warned, but Honey Lemon continued to give her hopeful eyes. "And it's at sketchy neighborhood."
"There's no such thing as a bad neighborhood. Just bad attitude." Honey Lemon said. "How big of a smile would it take to get a yes?" She continued to smile bigger until Gogo gave in.
"Fine."
"A move?" Wasabi asked gleefully. "Oh, I am so in! This is totally my jam!"
"It is?" Tony asked.
"Yes! We get to organize all of Honey Lemon's stuff, put them in boxes, stack them properly!"
"Whoa, easy there, party boy. Leave some fun for the rest of us." Tony said sarcastically.
"See? When you have amazing friends, no problem is too big." Honey Lemon said.
"I think I saw that on a bumper sticker on a bashed up, old car in a junkyard." Gogo said. "Anyone need anything? I'm getting more water. My glass is half-empty."
"Actually, it's half-full." Honey Lemon said.
"Oh, my goodness. They really made that an actual thing." Tony commented.
After school, everyone hired a moving truck to help carry Honey Lemon's stuff to Gogo's neighborhood. Once it was parked, everyone opened up the back while Wasabi looked around.
"Boy, you weren't kidding about this neighborhood. It's crawling with jaywalkers."
"Any sign of Honey Lemon?" Hiro asked.
"Oh, yeah. She's already here." Gogo said pointing across the street.
Honey Lemon was talking with a large, tough-looking biker and his motorcycle. She pulled a few chemical balls out of her chem purse (which she gave to the biker) and threw them at his motorcycle. The result was it being covered in pink glitter.
"Whoa, there!" Tony said running over and taking the chem purse away from the biker. "Honey Lemon, you've got to take better care of your stuff."
"I am. I asked…" Honey Lemon turned to the biker. "What's your name?"
"Felony Carl."
"I asked Felony Carl to watch it. You might just wanna go by Carl."
"Eh, talk to my mom." Felony Carl got on his bike and started the engine. "Love the glitter. It showcases how comfortable I am with my masculinity." On that note, he drove away.
"As much as I hate to say it, Stark's right." Gogo said driving by. "I told you, my neighborhood isn't very nice. You got lucky running into Felony Carl."
"Does that mean I have to get a number pad lock at my place?"
Everyone stopped when they heard a teenage voice coming from the side. They all turned and saw an Korean-American boy around their age. He had short, black hair which was pointed upwards.
"Oh, is he a friend of yours, Gogo?" Honey Lemon asked.
"No." Gogo replied. "I don't even know him. I haven't seen him at all until today."
"Right. Sorry. Name's Cho. Amadeus Cho."
"Amadeus Cho?" Tony asked. "As in THE Amadeus Cho, the winner of the Excello Soap Company's 'Brain Soap' competition? You're nationally ranked as the seventh smartest guy in the world."
"Well, I don't like to brag." Amadeus Cho said.
"What are you doing here?" Gogo asked.
"Well, my family's moving to town, and we got a good deal with this place." Cho said before looking around. "Although, now that I see it, I think my parents should have met a different realtor."
"Oh, don't let appearances fool you." Honey Lemon said. "I'm sure your family will do great here."
"Yeah, 'cause this place looks like a great place to raise a family." Gogo said rolling her eyes.
Amadeus chuckled. "Oh, I can tell you're someone to look out for. Say, aren't you in apartment 2B?"
"Yeah." Gogo said with a raised eyebrow. "Why do you ask?"
"Well, my parents and I are going to be in 3B." Amadeus said. "Basically, we'll be living right above you."
"Oh, how exciting!" Honey Lemon said. "Just five minutes, and I'm already friends with neighbors who are directly upstairs!"
"Yeah. I can feel the excitement." Gogo said sarcastically.
"Well, as much as I'd love to stick around, I've got a project to handle." Tony said before leaving.
Little did anyone know that their paths were about to cross with a rotten thief named Dibs. Despite being lousy at his chosen profession, he still persevered. So when he spotted Honey Lemon's purse resting on the packages, he saw it as his chance to pull off a "master crime". Though it was a painful series of obstacles, he managed to succeed without anyone noticing.
Later that night, Dibs decided to hole up in a warehouse where he would brag about his latest crime to a rat who was there.
"They all said 'Dibs, you don't have the skills, the brains, or hand-eye coordination to make it as a thief'. Well, they're about to look pretty stupid." He picked up Honey Lemon's chem purse and struggled to open it. He got so frustrated after a bit, he started beating on it.
Suddenly, Dibs heard the door open and a set of footsteps walking in. He quickly hid himself in a cardboard box with a small opening. He looked through it seeing Tony and Happy walking in.
"I don't get it, Tony." Happy said. "Why are you working on that neurotransmitter thing in this run-down warehouse? You got plenty of labs at Stark Tower, right?"
"Happy, this whole thing started with Hiro." Tony explained. He pushed a button under a table which flipped. It then showed a lab table with a headband connected to green goggles. "I can't trust something that personal to a workplace filled with corporate snobs who want to make a profit out of my friends' ideas? You've seen this thing. It allows one to control anything with their mind. This thing is worth billions."
"Billions?" Dibs asked quietly to himself.
"I tend to keep my more personal projects to myself." Tony said making a few modifications to the headband. "Why do you think I work on the suits at home?"
"Well, every boy needs a hobby." Happy said.
A few minutes later, Tony finished his modifications, flipped the table back ver, and left the warehouse with Happy. Once he was sure they were gone, Dibs came out of hiding and headed to the table. He pressed the same button Tony pressed and got the table with the neurotransmitter. He set the purse down to pick the headset up.
"Billions! Who's a rotten thief now, Felony Carl?"
Dibs placed the neurotransmitter over his face which began to buzz. In his confusion, he accidentally knocked the chem purse onto the floor. He went to pick it up, but pressed the button to flip the tables again by mistake. This time, though, it didn't flip all the way. The chem purse was stuck in it. Dibs tried to pull it free, but all of a sudden, a purple, gooey substance shot out of the purse and all over Dibs.
Dibs fought to get the substance off, but he was unable to. It crawled all over his body as though it was alive. In a matter of seconds, the purple goo covered every square inch of Dibs' body, making his physical body concealed as though it was completely gone. All that was left was his mouth and the glowing green eyes from the neurotransmitter.
After panicking over his new body, Dibs tried to walk, but he was partially stuck to the floor, so he tripped. He shot out his arm, which stretched over to a far crate away from him. Not only that, but every other part of his body shot out and attached themselves to different parts of the warehouse.
"Darn it!" he exclaimed fighting to get free.
"Has anybody seen my chem purse?" Honey Lemon asked as soon as she and Gogo met everyone at the Lucky Cat Café.
"I told you to be careful with your stuff." Gogo said rubbing her eyes, which had tired lines beneath them.
"I was. I put it on a box."
"The purse box?" Wasabi asked.
"Yeah, well, if you just left in on a box, it was probably stolen." Gogo said.
"That's the sleep deprivation talking." Honey Lemon said.
"Sleep deprivation?" Tony asked.
"Yeah. Apparently, I have this snoring problem which kept Gogo up all night." Honey Lemon said. "But, you know, she kinda cut up my flowers with her blindfolded disk-throwing practice, so no hard feelings. Which is how I know my chem purse wasn't stolen. Deep down, most people are good."
Tony rolled his eyes. "Yeah, I definitely saw the good in Obadiah Stane. You know, the man who plotted an illegal corporate takeover, stole my Mark 1 armor, and tried to strand me in another dimension with a bunch of giant, hungry bugs."
"I said 'most'." Honey Lemon said.
"Sleep is important for cognitive function." Baymax said. "Between seven and nine hours is optimal."
"That's nonsense, Baymax." Gogo said just as the robot started playing calming music from his chest screen. One second later, Gogo closed her eyes and drifted to sleep.
"Hey, uh, Aunt Cass, do you have a blanket?" Hiro Hamada asked.
"You want a pillow with that blanket?"
Hiro looked back and saw Baymax's soft arm being used as a pillow for Gogo. "We're covered."
"One blanket, hold the pillow, coming up."
Suddenly, the café door was slammed open and Fred came marching in. "Guys! Guys! Guys! Guys! Guys! Guys! Guys! Guys! Guys! Guys! Guys! Guys! Guys! Guys!"
"Easy there, Scooby Doo!" Tony eased his friend. "What's got you more chipper than usual?"
"THERE'S A MONSTER IN SAN FRANSOKYO!" Fred yelled out holding up his phone. The video on the phone showed a middle-aged man with a flat top and a thick mustache sitting beside a blurry photo of an indistinguishable creature.
"This is J Jonah Jameson giving you a surprise bulletin! For months, I have been trying to expose the spider-creep for the menace he truly is! But now, my focus is on a different kind of menace! Reports of a monster loose in San Fransokyo has everyone at the Daily Bugle talking about it! Now, we don't have any clear evidence of this monster, but I am relying on my reporter's intuition! In fact, I'm so sure about it, that I am offering a $1000 reward to anyone who can bring me a decent picture of this monster!"
"Fred, there's no such thing as monsters." Hiro said.
"That's what all the normals say… RIGHT BEFORE THEY'RE ATTACKED BY A MONSTER!" Fred yelled before gasping and stepping back. He shifted his eyes around and frowned.
"Are you disappointing we weren't just attacked by a monster?" Wasabi asked.
"Of course!" Fred said. "Defeating a monster is a glaring omission on our superhero resume."
"You know, I actually wouldn't put it past Fred's theory." Tony said. "Hiro, we saw those bug monsters back at that other dimension. Maybe one of them somehow got leaked into our world."
"Ooh! That's even better!" Fred cheered. "Nothing's better for a superhero arc than a problem that was caused during their origin story!"
"You're not going to let this go until we check it out, are you?" Hiro asked.
"That is correct."
"Okay, guys." Hiro said. "Me, Tony, and Fred will check out where this mystery monster was sighted. You guys…" He looked at Gogo's sleeping body. "You might want to take Gogo home."
"Okay. This is where people first saw the monster." Fred said as soon as he, Hiro, and Tony reached the corner of a city block.
Hiro looked around. "I don't see any buildings knocked over or giant footprints."
"Well, maybe this particular monster doesn't have feet!" Fred said. "Open your mind, man!"
"Well, if a monster had been here, there would be some evidence." Hiro said.
Tony looked down on the sidewalk. "Uh, how about a purple goo thing?"
The three of them looked down at the purple goo between them. Fred scooped a piece of it with his finger and sniffed at it hard until it went up his nose. He then blew his nose shooting the goo out.
"Yep. That, my friend, is clearly monster goo."
"Wait a minute." Tony said scooping a piece of his own and examining it. "This looks kinda like that goop stuff that comes from Honey Lemon's chemical balls."
"That doesn't make any sense." Hiro said. "Honey Lemon never threw her balls anywhere in this area."
All of a sudden, the three of them heard the distant sound of people screaming. They ran down the street as fast as they could to investigate. But first, they needed to make a costume change.
After suiting up to their hero outfits, Tony, Hiro, and Fred headed to an intersection down the street and caught sight of Dibs, who was already engaging with Baymax, Gogo, Wasabi, and Honey Lemon.
"Whoa!" Tony gasped seeing Dibs' monstrous form. "What's that thing's origin story? Is it the mutated remains of a melted wax museum or something?"
"Hey, I'm right here, you know!" Dibs yelled out offended.
"All right, JARVIS. Give me a scan on the monster." Tony said.
"Am I speaking English? You can understand me, right?" Dibs cried out.
"Certainly, sir." JARVIS said. "Well, sir, the creature appears to have been human in origin, but he was exposed by an unstable mixture of Honey Lemon's chemicals which were all bonded to him by the neurotransmitter that he's wearing."
"Neurotransmitter?" Tony asked suddenly realizing his mistake. "Well, needless to say, 'Uh, oh, spaghetti-o's'!"
"Oh, no." Honey Lemon said in worry. "Did my purse do this to you?"
"Purse?" Dibs asked before trying to walk away. "Yeah, I don't know anything about a purse." He would've gotten away if Gogo hadn't skated in his way.
"You stole her purse, didn't you?" Gogo accused.
"Oh, I see how it is." Dibs said. "Something goes missing, and the first thing you do is blame the monster."
"Oh, yeah. He stole it." Gogo said. "You should've listened to me."
"Oh, thank goodness! It wasn't a labeling error!" Wasabi let out a sigh of relief. He then noticed Honey Lemon's gloomy expression. "I know this is terrible for you, but for a few minutes, I didn't know who I was anymore."
"You guys seem like you have some issues to work out," Dibs said, "So I'll just…"
"You're not going anywhere, thief!" Gogo said preparing to fight.
"Yes, I am!" Dibs stretched out his arms and caught Gogo in his gooey grip before tossing her aside.
Iron Man hovered over to examine the fight from above. That's when his attention was turned to an anomaly. At the side of the road, a teenage boy was hiding behind a fire hydrant taking pictures with his phone camera.
"Whoa there, civilian!" Iron Man shouted flying down. He grabbed the kid and flew him to a nearby alleyway where he set him down.
"Holy cow! You're Iron Hero 7!" the boy exclaimed. "Oh, man! You guys are an inspiration! Sorry I got close to the fight! I was just trying to get a photo for the Bugle to pay for my aunt's bills and…"
"It's okay, buddy." Tony said. "Look, what's your name?"
"Uh, Peter. Peter Parker."
"All right, Peter. You can have your photos, but can you do it at a safe distance?" Tony asked. "Like, somewhere that freak can't get you?"
Peter looked around until his eyes were fixed upwards. "Y-Yeah. I think so."
"Perfect. Just stay out of trouble while we deal with the walking sundae!" Tony said before flying out of the alley and back to the fight.
Once he was gone, Peter attached his hands to the walls and started climbing it as easily as a spider can.
"Hey, drippy!" Tony shouted flying like a rocket to Dibs, who panicked and swung his arm up. He incidentally hit Tony sending him crashing to the street ground.
"Everyone, look out for that disgusting, globby monster!" Fred warned out loud.
"He is globby, isn't he?" asked a woman who was running past.
"Well, then it's settled." Fred said. "Mind if we call you Globby?!"
"Of course, I mind!" Dibs yelled. "Ugh, could this day get any worse?" He said that right before he got hit by a bus and carried away from the fight scene.
"You gotta watch where you're standing, Globby!" Fred shouted.
Tony groaned and stood back up. "Well, this is a new one."
"And it's all my purse's fault!" Honey Lemon cried before sighing. "No. I-I should take responsibility. I should've listened to Gogo. She was totally right. I was totally wrong. I'm sorry. Everyone, I'm really, really sorry. Really, really, really, really sorry."
"Okay, enough." Gogo said. "Too much apologizing."
"You're right. Sorry. Sorry."
Everyone regrouped at Gogo and Honey Lemon's apartment where Wasabi tried to scrub hard at his armor to remove the stains that Globby left and Hiro was rebuilding Honey Lemon's chem purse. Meanwhile, Fred was looking at a news where J Jonah Jameson was interviewing Felony Carl on the streets of Globby's rampage.
"This is J Jonah Jameson covering the full story which confirms the existence of the gelatinous monstrosity who everyone is now calling… Globby! Sir, how do you feel about the monster's name?"
"Globby's short. It's accurate. I feel it's apt." Felony Carl responded.
"Cool! I named the monster!" Fred cheered. "This will be my legacy to the world!"
"Your new chem purse is almost ready, Honey Lemon." Hiro said.
Honey Lemon's only response was a depressing sigh.
"Hey, that's good news, right?" Gogo asked. "Now, you can come up with something to stop Globby."
"I'll give it a shot, I guess." Honey Lemon said apathetically.
"What's up with her?" Tony asked.
"She blames herself for allowing Globby to steal her chem purse in the first place." Gogo said. "Now, it looks like she's taking everything I said before to heart."
"Honey Lemon, you can't blame yourself for what that thief did." Tony said.
"Why not?" Honey Lemon asked with a shrug. "It was my chem purse that he took."
"But I was the one who built the neurotransmitter he then took which helped mutate his body." Tony said. "Look, I left my notes on it back at my office at Stark Tower. I'll head over there to get it while you work on a Globby antidote."
"Sure. Whatever." Honey Lemon said watching Tony leave.
A crowd of people screamed and ran out of the diner as soon as Globby arrived and took a seat in a booth. The only person who didn't run from him was Felony Carl, who sat across from him.
"And then, I made a totally preplanned escape by getting hit by a bus." Globby bragged.
"Yeah, that's smooth." Felony Carl said judging.
"So things are going pretty great." Globby continued. "Ah, but the one little hiccup is I can't really control my mutated body. Here, watch me try to grab that spoon." He stretched his arm out, and when it returned, somehow, he was holding a cat, which attacked his face before jumping to Felony Carl's gentle hands.
"You're even worse at being a monster than you were a thief." Felony Carl commented making Globby upset enough for the neurotransmitter to beep. "What's that thing with the blinkin' lights where your forehead should be?"
"Oh, that? It's a billion-dollar invention that's supposed to control stuff."
"Could it control your amorphous and yet still repulsive body?" Felony Carl asked.
"Maybe, but I don't know how it works." Globby said before noticing a Stark Industries sign with Tony's face on it. "But he does."
"Neurotransmitter… Neurotransmitter…" Tony said going through the desks in his office. He pulled one last drawer and found a red journal. "Aha!"
"Is that what you need, Tony?" Happy asked.
"Yes, it is, Happy." Tony said. "Hopefully, with this, we can figure out how to stop…"
CRASH!
Tony gasped turning around and seeing Globby break through his window. The monster then grabbed Tony by his waist and jumped out of the window with him leaving Happy speechless.
"Well… This is not good. I hope this doesn't come back to haunt me."
It did.
Happy then pulled out his phone and made a quick speed dial. He waited impatiently until Hiro's voice was heard.
"Hello?"
"Hamada! Thank goodness!" Happy yelled. "Listen, do you and your friends have a way to stop Globby yet?"
"Well, no. Honey Lemon's too down to put a lot of energy in her unsticky ball." Hiro said.
"Well, you're going to have to help without it." Happy said. "Globby just broke in and snatched Tony from his office!"
"What?!" Hiro gasped. "Okay! We'll be right there!"
"HEY! PUT ME DOWN! GENTLY, IF YOU DON'T MIND!" Tony demanded as Globby carried him to the top of Stark Tower. Once they reached the top, he set Tony down in front of him.
"Look, kid, I don't want any trouble." Globby said.
"You should've thought of that before you kidnapped me!" Tony said.
"Hey, it's your stupid invention that got me into this mess!" Globby shot back. "Look, I'll let you go, but first, you have to tell me how your fancy headband thing works!"
"You mean the neurotransmitter?" Tony asked. "There's nothing to figure out! Just think, and it'll naturally work!"
"Yeah, but nothing comes naturally to me." Globby said.
Tony suddenly smiled when he saw his friends flying over to him. Baymax carried the rest of Iron Hero 7 over to the top of Stark Tower.
"Thanks for the help, guys!" Tony said.
"Your disgusting reign of terror stops now, Globby!" Wasabi declared.
He started running toward Globby, but the monster swung his arm and shot several gooey pellets at him. Wasabi blocked most of them with his plasma blades, but one of them flew past him and hit Baymax in the face.
"Baymax!" Hiro gasped.
"My visual sensors are impaired." Baymax said trying in vain to pull the goo off.
"Nobody does that to Baymax and gets away with it!" Wasabi growled before running after Globby again.
Globby went unstable and threw his arms around. Wasabi missed and found himself on the tower's ledge. His fear of heights kicked in and he joined the others at the center of the roof while Globby grabbed Tony and held him over the edge.
"Stay back!" Globby warned. "You're upsetting the monster!"
"Let Tony go!" Hiro demanded.
"Wording, everyone!" Tony shouted.
"EVERYONE JUST BE QUIET!" Globby yelled out before rubbing the side of his head. "Oh, I've been making a lot of bad decisions lately!"
"He is in need of positive reinforcement." Baymax said while everyone turned to Honey Lemon.
"Don't look at me."
"But super positivity is your thing." Gogo said. "We don't need another glass-half-empty girl. I've got that covered. Your ridiculously upbeat attitude takes some getting used to, but it's good for me."
Honey Lemon thought for a second before smiling at her friend and hugging her. "Thanks, Gogo. You're the best."
"Now, make that freak of nature feel good about himself." Gogo said.
"That sounded like an excellent pep talk." Baymax said.
Honey Lemon turned to Globby and slowly approached him. "Listen, Globby, I know things look bad now, but there's always a silver lining. You can make this work."
"Oh, come on. Nobody believes in me." Globby said. "Why would you? You don't even know me."
"Before, you were just a common purse thief." Honey Lemon said. "Now, if you dedicate yourself to making the best out of this situation, you can truly be special." Her words started to get through to Globby. "Nobody else has your… abilities."
"You think?" Globby asked.
"I know."
"You're right. This is a new beginning for me." Globby said pulling Tony back to safety and to his friends.
"So… is everything cool now?" Tony asked. "You finally got everything figured out?"
"Yes. I am special." Globby said proudly. "And it's all thanks to your tall friend. She believed in me. My days of being a loser, small-time purse snatcher are behind me."
"That's right!" Honey Lemon cheered. "You're better than that!"
"I am! And that's why I'm gonna be a super villain!"
Those words made all the heroes' faces fall.
"No. That's really not…" Honey Lemon tried to say.
"The world will come to fear the name 'Globby'!" Globby declared before stretching his arms over to the next building. He jumped off of Stark Tower and started swinging away letting out his evil laughter.
"Well, at least you stopped him from dropping me." Tony said. "I'd call that a glass-half-full." He placed his hand to his pocket before noticing something. He turned it inside out and gasped realizing it was empty. "Oh, boy! That jerk just stole my wallet!"
"He just robbed the richest boy in San Fransokyo?" Fred asked in surprise. "I think he's gonna make this super-villain thing work!"
Globby continued to laugh as he kept on swinging past the buildings of San Fransokyo. He only stopped once he hit a clear window by mistake. He then peeled off and fell down. He landed in the middle of an alleyway where he splattered flat. Still, he managed to pull himself back together and stand back up.
"Okay, that wasn't the most graceful of debuts," Globby said, "But I'm still going to pull off this super villain thing!"
"That's good to hear." Globby stopped when he heard a girl's voice. He turned and saw Madame Masque stepping out of the shadows of the alleyway.
"Who are you?" Globby asked. "And have you been waiting for me? If so, how did you know I'd end up here?"
"I'm not here to talk about that." Madame Masque said. "I represent a group of individuals who are planning to take San Fransokyo by storm. We've been following your work, and I gotta say, you really made your mark so far. After all, you did kidnap Tony Stark."
"Oh, that?" Globby asked with a chuckle. "Yeah, I guess I did, didn't I?"
"You sure did." Madame Masque said. "Which is why I'd like to personally invite you to join us?"
Globby stared in surprise. "Really?"
"Of course. You want to be a super villain, right? We'll make sure you'll have a career like never before. What do you say?"
Globby smiled evilly. "Do you even have to ask?"
Behind her golden mask, Madame Masque smiled. "Very well, Globby. Welcome to the Maggia."