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♪ Do-do-do ♪

♪ I'm comin' home, baby, now ♪

♪ Do-do-do-do-do-do-do ♪

♪ I'm comin' home now...

Fucking ridiculous.

♪ I'm comin' home, baby, now ♪

♪ Do-do-do-do-do-do-do ♪

♪ I'm sorry now I ever went away ♪

♪ Do-do-do-do-do ♪

♪ Every night and day, I go and stay...

Why, muchas gracias, Miguel.

What's the point of coming to a place like this when you can't drink?

See, you're a destination guy.

Always in a rush to get somewhere you're not.

Me, I'm more about the journey,

the vibe, the ambience.

If we don't stop to smell the roses every once in a while,

well, then what's the point in anything?

You can't smell neither.

Ah!

Touché!

If rocks could burn, you'd be on fire tonight, my friend.

But my point still stands.

What do you want, Machine Head?

World peace. A pony.

My name in lights. The list goes on.

Lighten up, Titan.

You should be tap-dancing your way out of bed every morning.

And why is that?

Because you and I did the impossible.

We slayed the literal dragon and stole his treasure.

Or kingdom.

Or magic ring or whatever the fuck it is dragons have.

I don't read a lot of fantasy.

Except-- and I'm sorry for burying the lede--

Mr. Liu couldn't even do us the basic fucking courtesy of...

staying dead.

Bullshit.

I wish, my igneous friend.

But turns out, even a .45-caliber haircut isn't enough to kill the old lizard.

I know.

Look at my face.

I'm as surprised as you are.

♪ Come on home ♪

♪ Comin' home, baby, now...

The point to all this is,

he's coming for you.

Already came for me,

except The Order gives me and all my fellow members

certain protections even Liu can't chew through

with his sharp little dragon teeth.

You know,

there's still an empty seat with your name on it.

♪ Come on home ♪

♪ Comin' home, baby, now ♪

- ♪ You know I'm praying every night... - Mm.

So that's what this is about.

Look, let me put it this way.

I've got this gorgeous mosaic on the floor of my fifth bathroom.

Ancient Roman or some shit like that.

But it's got one broken tile.

And every time I sit down for a deuce,

it drives me fucking nuts.

You, Titan,

you're like that.

You're my broken tile.

My one little piece that ain't like the others.

This is a chance for us to fix the picture, together,

and save your life doing it.

It just makes sense.

I didn't fight like hell for my own piece just to give it back.

Fine.

Your funeral.

Because Liu's coming.

And in case you forgot,

he almost killed you and your little super friend in the onesie already.

Or was that me? I really don't remember.

I'll take my chances.

Ambience, huh?

♪ I'm comin' home, baby, now...

Hmm.

Like I said, it's not the booze I miss.

It's happy hour.

With all due respect, sir,

you would have done the same.

Yeah. But I'm not half Viltrumite, Donald.

I can't wreck an entire planet with my bare hands if I get in a pissy mood.

Mark has seemed a little more prone to, uh...

absolute solutions recently.

First Angstrom,

then Conquest.

Don't.

Hell, didn't Robot say Mark almost did in that Dinosaurus guy we just locked up?

Conquest and Angstrom were heat of the moment.

And, technically, they're both still alive.

They were warning signs, Donald.

But this...

this is a goddamn billboard.

And Rus was an innocent man.

That's different.

That changes things.

I believe Mark's still doing what he thinks is right.

After everything he's been through--

Exactly.

You know as well as anyone, trauma like that breaks people.

And the last person we need losing their shit is--

Working through the night again?

I work better in the dark.

You know that.

I know that you need to sleep.

There's just too much to do.

When are you going to admit it's not the work keeping you awake?

You were all there.

If he had just waited another few seconds--

Invincible did the right thing.

You can't believe that.

Where are we at if he didn't kill Rus?

The dome fails, sequids take the planet,

and then we fight for, what, years to take it back?

If we even could?

How many other people would die if that happened?

The dome would have held.

Even you don't know that.

It's done, okay?

And we all have to live with it.

So let's just hit the showers

and be happy we never have to see another sequid ever again.

Let me make this clear, genius,

since you don't seem to understand.

You follow my orders or you never go into the field again.

Got it?

If I hadn't entered the sewers--

Did I ask for an excuse?

Because I thought I asked if you understood.

- But I-- - Do you understand?

Yes.

I understand.

Good.

What a dick.

While I've happily admitted

to being the cause of previous sequid-related catastrophes,

I think we all agree

that I had absolutely nothing to do with this particular disaster.

Right?

Friendly and forgiving chums of mine?

Never gonna happen, man.

Help.

Hel-Help!

Holy shit.

Are you okay?

Where'd it come from?

It...

it was in-inside me.

Uh, I-I never even felt it.

Jesus.

I guess Rus didn't either.

If you weren't here...

I was here.

It's okay.

We won.

No. No.

We were lucky.

And luck isn't a variable we can control.

The sequids, Angstrom, Doc Seismic--

we stop them, but they always return stronger than before.

We're not dealing with these threats permanently.

And because of that, it's simply a matter of time

before our luck runs out and they defeat us.

Maybe Mark was right.

What the fuck is going on?

Hey, this is Eve. Leave a message,

and I'll get back to you

as soon as I can.

Hey, Eve.

Uh, I really...

I need, um... I really need to talk someone right now.

Um, call me when you can.

Love you.

Hi, Mark.

Um, Cecil would like a word.

Please.

Debbie?

One sec.

Sorry. What's up?

Look at this.

Oh, this place will fly off the market.

When are we listing it?

Tomorrow. You like it?

I mean, the square footage and the location alone makes it a steal.

Three bedrooms. Recently remodeled.

Quartz countertops.

Is that a double island kitchen?

Didn't I just tell you how much I like those?

I sell my place.

You sell yours.

We wouldn't even have a mortgage.

I'm sure the boys would love having more space.

Uh, you said you wanted to move in together.

Yes, it's just...

I raised Mark and Oliver in our house.

I've been there almost 20 years.

Maybe it's time for a change?

Sleep on it.

That's all I'm asking. Okay?

Ooh!

All clear.

Just your standard dipshits.

Daddy, why didn't you get any ice cream?

It's a little cold

for ice cream, baby girl.

It's never too cold for ice cream.

All clear.

Just had to let her have all that sugar, huh?

Oh, shit.

Y'all, we...

Babe, she's only ten once.

That was your excuse when she was nine.

Did you consider how hard it's gonna be to get her to go to sleep?

It's okay, Mom.

I'll sleep when I'm dead.

Fiona! Where did you learn that?

Mm, Daddy taught me.

Okay, I didn't teach her...

Take Fiona and run. Now.

Mr. Liu sends his regards.

Magnattack.

No!

What the fuck is going on?!

You don't...

ever...

ever

fuck with my family!

Hi, Mom.

What?

You'll be as tall as Mark soon.

Nah, I'll be taller.

What's wrong?

We've gone through so much so quickly,

I don't think I even realized it.

It's like I closed my eyes and you're all grown-up.

Mom.

No, no, you can't squirm out of this.

Not yet.

Have you seen Mark today?

I don't think he's home.

Why?

I don't know.

He seems sad a lot of the time now.

Or angry.

Or both.

Your brother's still working through everything that's happened

over the last few months.

I know. I just... I...

miss the way he was.

We can't fight change, Oliver.

But we can support the ones we love as they deal with it.

I know what you're gonna say, Cecil.

- And I'm really not in the-- - You made the right choice, Mark.

I would have done the same thing.

Rus Livingston was an astronaut.

He knew the risks.

And the sequids had to be stopped at all costs.

Then why am I here?

Because it wasn't like you.

It's not who you are, Mark.

Well, maybe it's who I should be.

If I'd actually killed Angstrom the first time,

so many people, so many families would still be alive.

I'll do anything to stop that from happening again.

I know.

That's what makes you a good person, Mark.

And I want to keep you that way.

You wouldn't know it, but I'm not as old as I look.

Decisions like this, they change you.

And not for the better.

It's the reason I make the calls and the Guardians don't.

So they can sleep at night.

Me?

I gave up sleeping years ago.

Cecil--

You don't have to work for me.

But when it comes to who lives or dies,

don't make that decision alone.

Let me do it.

Or at least let me chime in, for Christ's sake.

I'm not a kid anymore.

I don't need you to handle me.

You're a walking nuclear bomb, Mark.

The most powerful thing on this planet,

and you can't even buy a drink yet.

If I didn't try to handle you,

I wouldn't be doing my job.

Cover everything up and take a lunch.

We don't take lunch.

Invincible is here,

so cover these up and disappear for a few hours.

That's an order.

I know what you're thinking,

and you should cease thinking it.

"Cease" makes you sound pompous.

Your lack of self-awareness is astounding.

My actions are my responsibility, not yours.

And I should feel messed-up after something like this.

But if you're worried I'm gonna snap or something--

I don't think you're going to snap, Mark.

But there are emotional consequences to these kinds of decisions

that I've seen eat heroes alive.

You don't have to talk to me.

We've got people

specially trained for this.

Not now.

I said...

Sinclair, for the love of God,

will you get the fuck out of here?

You.

Sorry, sir. I...

I wanted to...

apologize for my...

experiments.

For what I did to your friends

and the other students.

I'd say it to them personally if I didn't think it would do more harm than good.

I know I will never be able to truly atone for what I've done.

And I know there's no justification for--

Stop.

Stop talking.

I don't want to hear an apology from you.

I don't want to hear anything from you ever again.

Do you understand?

I'm sorry.

Don't do that.

- Don't act like I was-- - Going to kill him.

Let's not pretend the thought didn't cross your mind.

You hate Sinclair.

Shit, I'm not exactly his biggest fan.

But his Reanimen are one of the greatest military inventions in human history.

They're already saving more lives than most heroes do their entire careers.

So?

That doesn't give him a free pass for torturing and killing people.

He came in here to apologize to you,

even after he saw what you did to Rus.

He's just trying to make good.

Yeah. Like he just happened to wander in here by accident while we were talking.

I did not plan that.

I told him to fuck off to lunch.

Are we done?

You can go whenever you...

I'm so sorry, sir. I-I-I told Sinclair--

It's fine.

Mark didn't go out through the ceiling,

so I'd call it a success.

Are you going to tell him about Conquest?

After the kid just killed someone?

If you want my job that badly, Donald, just ask.

Oh.

Mark.

Hey. I was just...

What's wrong?

My powers.

They're not just messing up anymore.

What?

What are you talking about?

I move atoms around.

I-I gather them up and swap out particles until they're whatever I need.

But now it's like they just...

they s-slip through my fingers.

I-I can't link them together.

I can't control them.

I can't make anything.

Mark, I don't know what's happening.

I'm scared to fly.

We'll figure this out.

Okay?

Rex fixed Monster Girl's powers.

Maybe he can help.

Oh, God, it's Invincible Inc.

I j... I-I can't, Eve.

Not right now. Let someone else handle it.

Is this about your message?

W-We should call Rex and see if he can, um--

Mark,

what happened?

Cecil covered it up, but to stop the sequids,

I had to...

I had to stop Rus.

Eve, I, um...

I didn't know what else to do.

No... this is stupid.

I'm supposed to be here for you right now.

We can be here for each other.

I'll call Capes. Maybe they can--

Let me do it. I can help.

Oliver.

I was already here.

You guys came inside.

But whatever it is, I can do it.

How much does this job pay?

I shook a few trees and found Liu.

He's hiding on the east side in this condemned hotel.

He's still fucked-up.

Probably why he sent that fridge magnet after you instead of doing it himself.

Once the muscle arrives,

we'll send a message of our own.

About the muscle, boss, yeah,

I... I don't know if the kid's gonna fall for this again.

Nah, this is different.

Liu almost killed him, too. He'll want a rematch,

and if he tries to take me in afterwards,

fine. We got lawyers.

It'll be worth it to keep Vanessa and Fiona safe.

Or,

a-and I'm just saying,

we could cut our losses and...

rejoin The Order?

Did you seriously just fucking say that?

You guys called Invincible Inc., right?

Is this...

Rocky Shores Incorporated?

Ah.

We are not charging you guys enough.

No Invincible, no deal.

Whatever he can do, I can do, too.

Probably better, even.

Get your feet off my desk.

Dad?

Fiona, what did I say about

- coming in my-- - I'm scared.

It's okay, baby.

I'm making sure no one can ever hurt you--

You want my help

or not?

And every time I use them,

whatever I make turns to goo.

Goo?

Like this atomic sludge.

And then it dissolves away,

and now I can't even do that.

Vitals appear normal.

And initial scans show no irregularities

in your brain or body chemistry.

Rex, I am starting to lose my mind here.

If we can't figure out what's wrong, then I--

We'll get to the bottom of this, I promise.

Amanda's condition took me almost a year to solve.

A year?

Well, I'm not saying it'll be--

No, no. I'm-I'm sorry.

Thank you for helping.

Has there been anything else out of the ordinary?

Not that I can think of.

One second.

Where is that coming from?

- Oh, no. - Is that what I think it is?

Hey.

This was some bullshit when Invincible did it,

and it's even more bullshit now.

We're not gonna kill anyone, right?

My mom would be so mad if I did that again.

Nah.

We're just gonna teach someone that messing with my family

has consequences.

All you got to do is follow my lead.

The Flaxans have mounted three previous invasions,

all within a few days of each other.

But because time moves more rapidly in their dimension,

they had months to learn from their mistakes.

We only beat 'em last time because Omni-Man

took the fight to their home turf.

Said he convinced them to leave us alone.

Guess he wasn't as convincing as he thought.

Given how long has passed since their last attack,

they will have had ample time to prepare for this incursion.

But being in our dimension makes them grow old and die,

unless they use a gizmo or something to stop it.

This is serious, Shapesmith.

This is fruit punch. Would you like some?

Previously, they used

wearable devices to emit protective temporal fields.

Initial data suggests they are using a single, more powerful emitter this time

to keep us from disrupting it so easily.

They're also taking

prisoners, which is new for them

and bad for us.

Oh, I-I'm still a little tuckered out from yesterday's fight.

We don't have Omni-Man helping out this time,

so I got us someone even better.

Thanks for coming, Mark.

What? You want to tell him to go home?

This whole thing seems pretty simple to me.

Save lives.

Find and destroy their emitter.

Watch them get old and die.

Guardians!

Free those prisoners ASAP.

I got 'em.

Ah!

Those were, no doubt, constructed

to oppose your father.

Be careful, Invincible.

They have a large number of reinforcements.

Bulletproof, get to the prisoners!

We'll look for the emitter!

Uh...

What's this thing even look like?

A large and powerful antenna.

It will be difficult to hide.

Then where is it?

Everybody down!

Step it up, we're losing civilians to these assholes.

I don't know if you noticed, Cecil,

but there's a lot of them.

Then quit messing around and find the goddamn emitter.

Exactly how many Flaxans are we up against?

Thousands.

And hundreds more arriving via troop carrier every minute, sir.

At this rate, they'll outnumber the city's population in a few hours.

Then let's make sure they don't last that long.

How does your friend know this is the spot?

He has his sources.

You sure you trust him?

No, but this is what we got.

Time for a reckoning, Liu.

You said you weren't followed.

No. No way I'm fighting him.

He's like a hundred.

Don't be fooled, kid.

I have more than enough strength...

...for garbage like you.

Wait, he's the dragon guy?

Watch yourself!

That thing almost killed Invincible!

I know!

But he's weak now! Take him out!

Oh, yeah. Real weak.

Oliver? How's it going on the job?

I'm fighting a dragon!

What?

It's that old guy you and Mark talked about.

He's not dead. He's here.

And he's really pissed off.

Call Mark. I need help.

Ah!

Mark's busy.

Forget the job and get out of there.

You guys really came prepared this time, huh?

I picked the worst time to do a juice cleanse.

We can't break through.

We have to. They're still taking prisoners.

Yah!

Somebody help Monster Girl!

Already on it.

Didn't question that order, huh?

I've scanned the entire battlefield,

but cannot locate the emitter.

Yet, it must be here somewhere.

If that was my one weakness,

I'd hide it pretty well.

Indeed.

Do you trust me?

You know the answer to that.

Everyone, cover us.

You heard him!

You're on your own from here.

Give 'em hell!

Tell me Robot's not that stupid.

Robot,

don't even think about going into that thing.

I'm sorry, Cecil. It's the only way.

Wait!

I was right.

Free as many prisoners as you can

while I disable the emitter.

Way ahead of you.

To the portal!

Huh.

Finally.

Go! Back through the portal!

Time to go, Rex.

Rex?

What?

What?

See? Simple.

Good work, team. Anyone have eyes

on Monster Girl or Robot?

Guardians.

We cannot stop here. We must defeat the Flaxans

once and for all in their own dimension.

If we allow them to return, they will not fail next time.

Makes sense to me. Let's go!

No, stop! That's an order!

Sorry, Cecil.

Some orders you just can't follow.

Eh?

No!

What are we standing around for?

Can't we just open a portal of our own?

You don't think we've been trying to do that

since the first time these assholes visited us?

Fuck!

Eve?

I thought you wanted to fight.

All you've done is hide!

Ouch.

Pay attention, boy.

Maybe you'll learn something before you die.

You're supposed to be dead.

Oliver.

Why didn't you run?

I didn't want to do a bad job for you and Eve.

- Are you okay? - Yeah.

Let's kick his ass.

♪ Crazy, got 'em going crazy, huh ♪

♪ None of these hating ♪

♪ No better, no crazy ♪

♪ Crazy, got 'em going crazy, huh ♪

♪ None of these hating, no better, no crazy ♪

♪ Huh, huh ♪

♪ No better, no crazy ♪

♪ I got 'em going crazy ♪

Grab my body!

♪ Said I got 'em going crazy ♪

This isn't over!

You!

Hey, hero.

You do not mess with my family!

I was...

trying... to save mine!

Stop.

Stop.

Please.

We're done here.

Ow.

Mom, I'm okay.

Just let me finish.

I bet this is a "you should have seen the other guy" situation, huh?

The other guy was a dragon.

Ah.

Yes.

Rex didn't have an answer for me,

but he promised he'd find out.

I can't believe he and Amanda are just...

gone.

They'll find a way home,

and we'll figure out what's wrong with your powers,

get Cecil's people on it, if we have to.

Are you okay?

It almost happened again.

I know, I know.

Our meetings are normally a bit of a snoozefest,

but, boy, do we have a surprise today.

Criminals, freaks, insects,

and whatever the fuck some of you are,

put your hands together for my good friend and yours,

Titan!

He's finally come around

and is bringing himself and his little slice of paradise into the club.

Now, obviously, there's some history between us,

but we all know once you're a member of The Order,

you're a member of The Order,

and we don't fuck with each other.

So it's all water under the bridge.

Kumbaya and all that hippy-dippy bullshit.

Let's make one thing clear.

The only reason I'm here is--

Hold the presses!

How could I be so stupid? I almost forgot.

We actually have two new members joining today.

Turns out, there's another guy a bit skittish about people

trying to cut his throat.

Sorry, boss. It just makes sense.

You know, for everyone.

Looks like we both got played.

It appears so.

Man, it's so good to have the family back together.

It makes me all warm and fuzzy inside.

Holidays were just never the same when you kids were fighting.

Now, back to the business of making so much money,

it's fucking ridiculous!

Eve?

Everything all right?

Everything's...

Uh, I'll come back to bed in a minute.

Okay.