Dr. Zlo whirled to see the hero finishing up with Riptide, the villain's board sliced in two. Riptide lay on the ground, a net entangling his limbs.
"Sorry, dude!" Riptide said. "He caught me off guard!"
Dr. Zlo shook his head, "I should have expected as much. Very well then, Psy-Ops. Prepare to lose!"
"Right back at you," Psy-Ops said.
The two supers charged at each other, Dr. Zlo unleashing a blast of adhesive. Psy-Ops ducked under the attack, letting the viscous liquid sail past and right into Riptide.
"Ugh, this is so gross, dude," the surfer commented.
Dr. Zlo followed up by directing his hat and gloves toward Psy-Ops. The hat drone brandished its claws at Psy-Ops, and the hero met the attack with his blade.
The force of Psy-Ops's blow sent the hat drone reeling, giving the hero enough time to pull out another weapon. It gleamed under the fluorescent light of the building, the nozzle holding a steel net intent on trapping anything under it.
"Oh no you don't!" Dr. Zlo shouted, aiming his laser at Psy-Ops. The villain blasted the gun, forcing the hero to twist out of the way.
Psy-Ops's shot went wide. The net soared past the two, landing over a group of officials. Dr. Zlo cackled at the scene, turning back to Psy-Ops with a bow.
"It seems you've caught another type of criminal! How anarchic!"
"Shut it!" Psy-Ops shouted. "We both know you can't beat me. I can read all of your moves."
"Ah, perhaps," Dr. Zlo admitted. "But I still have my bombs!"
The villain reached down to pry another button off his suit, only to feel tough silk. Confused, the villain looked down to see none of his bombs left.
"It seems your explosives are all used up," Psy-Ops laughed.
"A predicament, to be sure," Dr. Zlo admitted. "However, one setback won't stop me from succeeding in my ultimate goal! After all, I still have a minion!"
The villain turned, "Zlo-Mite! Come assist me!"
The Imp turned, their eyes big, "Really?!"
"Don't make a big deal of it," Dr. Zlo said. "Not if you want it to happen again."
The Imp placed both hands over their mouth, clamping it shut before they could say anything else. Eagerly, the reality warper flew over to Dr. Zlo, landing next to the villain and miming his actions.
Psy-Ops tried to hold back his laughter at the scene.
Dr. Zlo gave the hero a glare as if daring him to ask about The Imp.
After no words came, the villain turned to his miniature, "Make sure our friend here gets his just desserts."
"Oh wow! Okay!" The Imp said.
Psy-Ops braced himself, crouching low as the reality warper moved in. The hero's power showed Psy-Ops all the possible lines of attack that could come from The Imp. The ones he could see anyway.
But Psy-Ops was also smart and had learned a few things during his stint as a hero. So when The Imp disappeared from his vision, Psy-Ops immediately fell into a roll. Sure enough, the reality warper appeared behind the hero, swiping at his head with his rattle cane.
Psy-Ops made an awkward turn, swinging out with the sword in his hand. The Imp laughed in surprise.
"This is fun!" he squealed as the sword moved toward him.
The Imp shook their head. "I'm stronger than dad. I know that."
"Then, there you go," Psy-Ops said. "Eat all the cookies you want."
The Imp looked to battle with itself for a bit, looking between Psy-Ops and the cookie with intent concentration. Psy-Ops stayed tense, ready to leap out of the way as soon as The Imp left his vision.
But the hero's words paid off as The Imp finally came to a decision. In one large bite, the NPC chomped through the cookie, bullet sprinkles and all.
"MMMMMMM! IT'S SO GOOD!" the reality warper shouted. "I want more!"
The Imp devoured the rest of the cookie, looking around for a bit before turning to Psy-Ops. The NPC rushed forward, stopping right in front of the hero. "Do you know where I can find more cookies?"
"I'm sure Dr. Zlo knows," Psy-Ops said with a smirk.
The Imp spun in the air, "Yippee! More cookies! Dad! Do you have more cookies?"
Psy-Ops laughed as the NPC rushed off toward Dr. Zlo. It looked like the villain would be the one to get their just desserts.
Dr. Zlo whirled mid-speech as the Imp yelled. In a second, the villain realized what happened. The Imp ate one of the cookies.
Honestly, Dylan expected it to happen a lot earlier, so the tiny miniature running at him wasn't exactly a surprise. Though, Dr. Zlo wouldn't realize the issue until it was too late.
"Zlo-Mite! Why haven't you stopped Psy-Ops?"
"Because I want more cookies!" The Imp demanded.
Dr. Zlo scoffed, "What? No cookies until you beat up the hero!"
The Imp made a face, "But I want them now!"
"You're not getting them now," Dr. Zlo snapped. "Not until we take over the city!"
The Imp shook their hands, shaking the building around them, "Give me cookies, now!"
The roof above started to splinter, pieces of rubble falling. One fell right on top of Riptide, finally taking the villain out of the fight. Sweet Dream and Fursation stopped their battle, having to dodge the falling debris. The two broke off, moving to stand next to their respective companions.
"Zlo-Mite!" Dr. Zlo shouted with a thrust of his cane. "Don't make me discipline you!"
"Give me cookies!" The Imp screamed.
"Just give him a d*mn cookie," Sweet Dream complained. "I can't deal with that screeching voice."
"No way," Dr. Zlo said. "He needs to learn how to listen if he wants to get rewards!"
"I don't have to listen to you!" The Imp shouted. "I'm stronger than you! That means you have to listen to me! That's what villains do!"
Sweet Dream gave Dr. Zlo a deadpan look.
"What?" Dr. Zlo asked.
Sweet Dream thrust an arm at The Imp, "Did you honestly tell him might makes right? To the reality warper?!"
"Well, it's true, isn't it?" Dr. Zlo shouted back.
"Since when do villains tell the truth, you idiot!!" Sweet Dream countered. "Now we have to deal with a reality warper throwing a tantrum!"