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All hail Krooch.

You sound just like the Blue Druid.

Thanks. He's my favorite superhero.

I've been practicing for AltooniCon.

I can't believe we finally get to go

to the biggest comic book convention

in Central Pennsylvania and Western Delaware.

I know.

Last year we were stuck working a dumb, stupid job

to pay off our dumb, stupid debt

for destroying my dad's dumb, stupid boat.

I hate when blowing stuff up with fireworks

has consequences.

Oh, by the way, Lex,

you did a great job designing these outfits.

Thank you. It was no big deal.

You've been working on these for ten months.

Okay, it was a huge deal. But it was worth it.

Yeah, it was.

We're the best intergalactic superhero rock band

in the cosmos.

The Space Rocks!

-I've been a fan of that comic ever since issue 33,

when Blue Druid plays drums with them.

I love a good crossover.

And so will the judges at the costume contest.

You win a trophy with a person on top.

I've never won a trophy with a person on top,

only thumbs, for my former career

as a professional thumb wrestler,

We'll get there.

Now let's turn off our phones

so Jaget can't make us take a job on our KidDING app.

-Okay. -Boop.

-Boop. -Boop.

Boop!

Airplane mood.

I got your distress signal.

Dad, I texted you for a ride.

-And what's with the outfit? -It's AltooniCon.

I didn't wanna embarrass you by driving in regular clothes.

Thank you so much for not embarrassing me.

To the Super Dad mobile!

Whoa, so many Blue Druid costumes this year.

What can I say, I'm tapped into the moment.

All hail Krooch, all hail Krooch,

all hail Krooch.

Man, I love AltooniCon.

You are never the nerdiest person in the room.

Welcome to AltooniCon.

Oh, that jingle is catchy.

I wonder how many times a day they play--

Welcome to AltooniCon.

Quite a bit.

Well, what should we do first?

Reeh!

Jaget, where did you come from?

I'm not Jaget. I'm the Jaguar.

Reeh!

And I tracked you down 'cause I found you a job.

Ugh.

We can't work today. It's AltooniCon.

-And we missed it last year because we were working.

Good. So you're used to missing it.

-Come on, be the coolest big brother ever and let us stay.

Sure you can stay, stay and work.

-Some comic book store from California called Warped

has a booth that needs help.

But we're entering the costume contest.

False, you're doing what I tell you to.

I'll be at my booth.

-Wait, you have a booth? -Of course.

How else are the Jaguar's fans gonna pay me for my autograph?

Now git. Reeh!

Excuse us.

Whoa, The Space Rocks and the Blue Druid.

Amazing costumes. -Thank you.

I made them. No big deal.

It took her ten months.

We're the people you hired from the KidDING app.

I'm Presley. This is Lex and Munchy.

And we're definitely not devastated

that we can't enjoy AltooniCon.

Well, welcome to Warped.

This isn't the real Warped.

The actual Warped is bigger,

and it has windows and bathrooms.

Yeah, they get it.

I'm Milo, and this is Ruby.

Nice to meet you. So what's the job?

You'll just be watching the booth while we look

for a publisher for our graphic novel,

"The Oddventures of Baxter and Brooke."

We just gotta unpack this before we take off.

-They're T-shirts we bought online from a Danger Force Fan.

-We use the internet too. We're gonna get along great.

Whoa.

That's definitely not a T-shirt.

No, it's better.

These are the exact replicas of the Orb of Power

and the Ion Generator the Captain Man

confiscated from Rick Twitler's lab.

Wow, look at that detail.

So impressive.

You have no idea what this is, do you?

Not a clue.

When the Orb of Power

is combined with the Ion Generator,

it can control people's brains through sound waves.

Well, the real one anyways.

How do you know that this isn't the real Orb?

The real Orb.

I don't know why we're laughing,

but I'm just trying to make a connection.

Danger Force has the real Orb

safely locked away in the Man's Nest.

They're way too smart to let it out.

How could we be so stupid?

You get used to it after a while.

I can't believe Frankini stole the Orb of Power

right from the Man's Nest.

That's why I teleported us to this alley.

He's around here somewhere.

-There! -Begone, the Orb is mine!

You sure about that?

This is just a box full

of misprinted Danger Force T-shirts.

Danger Forks, funny every time.

Weren't you supposed to destroy those?

Yes, but instead I sold them

to an amazing comic book store in California

to be sold at a convention in Pennsylvania.

Those shirts were gonna see the world.

But if the shirts are here, what did you send?

Probably the box next to the T-shirts

with the Orb of Power in it.

So you're telling me the Orb

is at some comic book convention?

Thanks for the info!

Did Frankini just talk without moving his mouth?

You didn't zap Frankini.

You zapped my Frankini Bot!

The real me is now headed to get the Orb.

I'm going to use it to control everyone's minds.

To make an army of super soldiers

so you could take over the world?

Boring, no.

To make an army of backup dancers,

which I will use to take over the world.

-Well, too bad because I'm gonna teleport to AltooniCon

and get the Orb before you can get there.

Will you?

Oh, ah! He tranqed me.

I can't move my arms,

and if can't move my arms, I can't teleport.

Yeah, I know. That's why I did it.

Frankini Bot will self-destruct

in three sparkly seconds.

Oh, take cover!

A three, a two.

He was full of confetti. Makes sense.

We have to get that Orb back

before Captain Man knows it's missing.

Yeah, and if we don't,

who's gonna tell him we lost it?

Last person to raise their hand has to tell him.

Oh, you know he froze my arms!

Come on!

-You know, this fake Orb might not be able to control minds,

but can sure crack a walnut.

Where did you get a walnut?

-Like I'm just gonna tell you where I get my walnuts.

Nice try, Lex.

Okay.

We're gonna go find a publisher for our graphic novel.

-Good luck, and don't worry, you're not gonna miss anything.

Ruby, come on, We're gonna miss everything.

This is the best day of my life!

They come back with a people trophy,

I'm gonna lose it.

Okay, I need a booth, so per our agreement

for getting you two in here, go to work.

For the record,

I don't like misusing my science equipment.

But they do give out a lot

of free stuff here, so it's worth it.

I got keychains, a silly straw, and this T-shirt

that I'm surely going to grow into one day.

So what's the plan, science kid?

-My invention makes people smell things that aren't there.

I set it to freshly baked chocolate chip cookies,

which no one can resist.

Do I smell chocolate chip cookies?

I gotta get some of those.

Out of my way!

Mama's coming, cookies!

Nice job, science kid.

Your praise means a lot. We're outta here

Time to set up my booth.