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We are home from work.

Yeah, not so excited to see you either.

Mother and son in matching outfits.

Oh, I don't have anything. That joke tells itself.

Well, we won't be matching for long.

Starting tomorrow, I will be wearing a roundup vest.

Thanks to my amazing customer service skills, I got promoted to shift

supervisor. Wow.

From supervillain to supervisor, your life is right on track.

Wait, so if Jake got promoted, doesn't that make him your boss?

Mm -hmm.

Ha -ha! You have to take orders from your kid.

Laugh all you want. I'm fine with it.

Sure you are, Mom.

She's just letting us think she's fine with it, so no one will blame her when

goes missing.

Oh, I'm serious.

Jake is my son. I'm very happy for his success.

It's okay to be mad, Mom. By promoting me, our manager basically said I'm

than you.

His words, not mine.

Hey, trust me.

I'm just happy to have a job I can actually keep and I don't completely

Wow, you're really learning to look at the bright side.

Who are you and what have you done with my mother?

Jake, your new promotion comes with a lot of responsibility.

Are you sure you have what it takes to enforce the rules and discipline your

employees? I'll try my best, Mr. Ruffin.

You'll try?

What do you mean, you'll try?

Did I make a mistake promoting you?

Because if this doesn't work out, it's going to reflect badly on me. And I'm

Chief Chimichanga.

No, don't worry. You can count on me, Mr. Chimichanga. I mean, Mr. Ruffin.

Sir.

I'm already starting to regret this.

Hey, Mom.

Don't you hey, Mom, her.

She's late.

And as her supervisor, that's a reflection on you. Go write her up.

You want me to write up my mom?

Do I smell weakness?

No. Half a bottle of cologne, maybe.

We're not there yet, okay.

I'll go talk to her.

Mom, you're five minutes late.

Sorry, I got pulled over.

Apparently, stop signs are not optional.

Look, late is late. We do have rules.

Luckily for me, you're the supervisor.

Thanks for having me back, Chief.

Wait, so you think because you're my mom and I'm the supervisor, you can just

skirt the rules?

No, I would never take advantage of your authority.

Hey, Mom, I'm ready for those free tacos.

Amy, not in front of the supervisor.

Oh, we're taking that seriously now?

This is exactly what I mean. You assume because I'm in charge, you can give Amy

free tacos.

No, actually, that was my assumption, and it's happening.

No one's getting free tacos.

Unless they can identify the mystery meat.

Mom, I'm writing you up. I'm supposed to make sure all employees follow the

rules, and that includes you.

Fine.

Understood.

Okay, come on, give her a break. Everyone makes mistakes, and...

If you're going to be that tough on Mom's job performance, I'm going to be

as tough on yours.

You don't even work here.

No, but I am a customer, so every time you do something that I don't like, I'm

going to fill out one of these comment cards that'll be seen by your boss.

You wouldn't.

What else have I got going on?

Mom, what are you doing?

Oh, well, this old grill's been acting up and taking forever to cook the food,

so I'm just using my power to speed things up.

Stop! You can't do that.

Why not?

Doesn't getting the orders out faster make you look like a better supervisor?

No. The empty briefcase I brought in today makes me look like a better

supervisor.

Look, the grill is perfectly fine. As part of my duties, I checked all the

equipment at the beginning of my shift.

Everything okay over here? Couldn't be better.

I think there's always room for improvement.

But why talk about it when I could just fill out one of these comment cards?

Have at it.

It'll be a welcome change from the usual crumpled napkins and nasty comments

from my ex -wife.

Don't get up. I'll just let myself in.

Great. While you're at it, can you let yourself back out?

What's with the attitude?

Oh, did you finally realize the whole chosen one thing means nothing to anyone

but you?

No, I have a fever.

Oh, great.

Does that mean you're going to start being all needy?

I mean, what can I get for you, sick child?

Don't worry, Colby. I'll make you some soup and you'll feel better in no time.

Well, that may work for normal people, but not without supervillains. When we

get a fever, we don't just feel sick.

Our powers start to randomly glitch.

I think you're underestimating my chicken noodle game.

No, he's right. Once the glitches kick in, you can't stop them. Last time Jake

was sick, his super strength tore every door off its hinges.

It was a good month for the handyman.

Tell me you're not leaving the house until your fever breaks.

Hardly, I'll take my soup and a bread bowl.

I'll keep you company.

Ooh, we can look at photos from my last Sunshine Club event.

We had a good deeds contest.

Jeff, you won.

Everyone! Because we all win when we do good deeds.

Can you do a good deed for me now and leave?

Sorry. It's the fever talking.

What was that?

That's what I'm talking about. His powers are glitching.

It's pretty funny, huh?

No, it's not funny. Your son looks like an indescribable ghost.

Yeah. That's why it's funny.

I can't answer any questions.

But... A lady named Marion shows up looking for me till I move to Cleveland.

What are you two doing? And in case you're wondering, that's not how to hide

body.

You all right?

You look pasty. I'm sick.

Oh, sick meaning cool like the kids say. I'm down with the hip slang.

No.

Sick as in sick.

I gotta go. Just remember, if Marion shows up, Cleveland.

And if she brings her Doberman Trixie, well, y 'all better run.

Uh, Grandma, wait.

Uh, you haven't seen the pictures from my latest luncheon club event.

Honey, I don't have time for this. Just visit.

What's going on and where are my grandma's lights?

My transference power must have glitched and given her my invisibility when she

fist -bumped me.

Oh, no, look.

Okay, I know this is bad, but how can you not think that's funny?

Just another minute.

Mom, look at this line. What's the holdup? I told you, this stupid grill is

slowing everything down. Oh, you're welcome to help, you know, instead of

pointing out the obvious.

If you could just let me use my power. You don't need to use your power. You

just need to pick up the paint.

Don't worry, everyone. Your orders will be out shortly.

Amy, what are you doing?

Oh, well, I realized it was too much work for me to fill out all these

cards by myself. So, these unhappy customers are going to help me.

Jay, we might have a problem.

What did you do?

That's J -A -K -E Madden with two Ds. You're welcome.

I can't believe this happened on my shift.

Hey, don't beat yourself up. I mean, some people just aren't lower middle

management material.

I told you not to use your powers. Now Mr. Ruffin's gonna fire me.

I didn't, and I'm sure he'll understand.

What the... Madden!

In my office.

Now.

Oh, wait. Before you go.

Since all the tacos were basically torched in the fire, now can I eat them

free?

I'm going to take that as a yes.

That's it, Hartley. I'm done with your Sunshine Club pictures.

All these happy faces are starting to shake my faith in humanity.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

She'll die as long as you don't think anything's wrong. I don't think

wrong. Nothing's wrong.

Dad, does Julia scare you enough when we can see her?

Yeah, it gives whole new meaning to the phrase silent but deadly.

What is going on with you people? Why are you acting all jumpy? Wouldn't you

more concerned if we were acting calm around you? Good point. I do pride

on giving people nervous tears.

You can't take me for it.

Get your power.

Yeah, uh... Hey, Celia.

How about another fist bump, you know, for old time's sake?

Old time being 45 minutes ago.

I'm not touching you again, sticky.

Thanks for the sympathy.

I don't believe in sympathy.

That's just something the hippies made up.

There has to be a way to trick her into fist bumping him.

I got it.

Hey, Grandma.

Uh... But Colby's been thinking about getting into boxing.

Him? He'll get eaten alive.

Well, then, why don't you give him a few pointers?

You know, show him how you knocked out Muhammad Ali.

You knocked out Muhammad Ali?

Not in the ring.

At a Black Friday sale. And you best believe I got that TV.

That's got flame on your feet.

Just try to find a way to connect with her fist.

Learn this one from the nuns in grammar school.

Baby, don't order the special if you can't eat the whole thing.

It didn't work.

Your fever must still be preventing you from controlling your powers.

Are we done here?

I need to get ready for my date with Robert.

Robert? Chief of police Robert or sandwich shop Robert?

I don't know a sandwich shop Robert.

That's what I was afraid of.

Grandma, wait!

I mean, you don't need... to get ready for your date because you already look

beautiful. Oh, Harley, stop.

Don't really stop. Keep going.

Oh, she's right, Celia.

You don't look half bad.

Celia, will you excuse us for a minute?

What are we going to do? We can't let Robert see her like that. You got to

him and cancel that date.

Robert just texted, and he's gonna pick me up here. He's on his way.

Now? Yeah, and I can't wait to see him.

Yeah, well, he may have to wait to see you.

Well, on the bright side, your workstation's burned to a crisp, so it

you'll have tomorrow off.

Hey,

Jake, how did it go with Mr. Ruffin?

Badly. Not only is my promotion on the line, but so is my job.

Oh, no. Oh, I'm so sorry.

Then maybe you should step up and admit the fire was your fault.

Hey, look, I'm not confessing to something I didn't do.

You're my supervisor. When you told me to stop using my power, I did.

Then how do you explain the fire?

I think it was the grill.

The grill. It's always the grill.

You know, lying has always been in our villain blood, but I never thought you'd

do it when it comes to your son's job being on the line. Jake, I'm only going

tell you this one more time. The fire was not my fault.

I don't believe you.

And as your supervisor, you left me with no other choice.

Mom, you're fired.

Mom,

wait. Look, I'll talk to Jake. We'll find a way to get your job back.

Thanks. This is much deeper than just a job.

My own son doesn't trust me.

I can't believe you fired your own mother.

The woman who gave you life. The woman who defended you when the rest of the

family voted to move and not tell you where we were going.

When did that happen? Multiple times.

She's always had your back. How could you not have her?

Amy, she clearly started the fire. Just once, I wish she didn't use her powers

to take shortcuts. She undermined my authority.

You have taco stand authority, not actual authority.

Come on, Jake. Mom finally finds a job she doesn't hate, and then you fire her.

Oh, what was I supposed to do?

I don't know, maybe give her the benefit of the doubt.

Amy, do you think my boss is going to give me the benefit of the doubt? This

means a lot to me.

Yeah, well, meant a lot to Mom, too.

Well, I know how the fire started.

Mr. Ruffin, don't worry, I already took care of it. It was the grill. I'm sorry,

it was the what now?

The grill.

The wires were frayed.

How did you not catch that during your inspection?

I don't know.

Those wires looked like that when I started here.

Are you trying to put the blame on me?

No. You're a wise man.

But since I'm your manager, guess I'll have to take the hit.

So you're getting fired?

No. And why do you seem so happy about that?

Look, just don't ever let anything like this happen again.

Yes, sir.

Good.

Where's Eva?

Oh, I might have fired her.

You fired your own mother?

Oh, that's cold.

Hartley, you've got to cancel Celia's date with Robert. If he sees her going

invisible, he's going to ask questions.

And once I turn the rest of you in, I'm going to be a very lonely man.

You spend half your days tinkering with toys in the basement. You're already a

lonely man.

Fine. But if my grandma finds out and disowns me, I'm moving in. Absolutely.

Happy to throw a pillow on the porch.

Hello? Uh, hi, Robert.

Uh, my grandma can't make it tonight. She's not feeling well.

I'm going to jail.

What are you talking about?

I'm looking right at her.

Oh, sorry, wrong rubber thing.

What a gentleman.

He turned on the sirens in his police cruiser and blew through every stop sign

just to get here faster.

He's a keeper.

How about I go in the kitchen and whip you up a thick?

Just don't disappear for too long.

This guy.

Colby, go help my grandma and do not let her in here till you've gotten your

power back.

So, Robert, what do you and my grandma have planned for your date tonight?

Well, first a fancy dinner, then maybe a romantic walk by the lake.

Of course.

Most of our walks end with me busting purpose and your grandma holding him

Right. Um, will you excuse us?

Did he just turn invisible, too?

I bet Celia gave him the power when they hugged.

Colby's fever glitch must have made it transferable by any kind of touch.

Hurry up. I'm running out of ways to keep her in here.

Hey, Colby.

And he's a floating head. Never mind. Your problems are way worse than mine.

We did not let my grandma see him.

Okay, I have an idea. You go into the kitchen, help Kobe keep your grandmother

busy. If I can touch Robert, maybe I can transfer the power to me, and I can

give it back to Kobe when his fever breaks.

So, Robert, tell me, what kind of perps are you arresting these days?

And exactly how lenient are you being on them?

Nothing like fresh squeezed lemonade for my man.

I squeeze the lemons myself.

You know, some people say I have the grip of a bodybuilder. I don't doubt

I've seen you do a one -handed pull -up.

But hey, maybe everyone would like some lemonade.

Then maybe everyone should make it themselves.

Here I come!

What do we do? I know what I'm going to do. Grab some ice and go get some

lemonade.

Wait. Fine.

That's it.

Maybe we can use it to break your fever faster.

But then my lemonade will be warm.

Not if you drink it in the freezer.

Back off, Spikey.

We don't play those games.

Why don't we see what's on TV?

What are you doing?

Uh, you're a cop. I've just always wanted to touch one.

I heard that.

That's how this fire got started.

Okay, okay.

Tell me you have good news.

Colby's fever broke. Which means I'm back in control.

Well, don't just stand there. Hurry up and fist bump Robert.

But hey, heads up.

The excuse of really wanting to touch a cop? Off the table.

What's up, Robert?

My man!

Let's go, Robert. You're getting a little too friendly with these people.

Have a good night. Enjoy your date.

I'm drinking your lemonade.

Oh, yes.

We did it.

Wait. Are you sure you got your powers back?

Yep. I'm back.

Great. Now you can finally look at the Sunshine Club photos I wanted to show

you.

Oh, no. You went invisible.

Are his powers glitching again?

No. He just ran out the back door.

My house is here. I better scoop this ice cream perfectly or I might get fired

from the house.

Mom, I'm sorry I accused you of starting the fire.

It was unfair, and in the end, it turns out it wasn't you. So, yeah, you're off

the hook. Have a great night.

Whoa.

So it wasn't my fault? Who's was it?

It doesn't really matter. I mean, blame is such a vicious cycle that can go

round and round. It was your fault. Yes, yes, it was.

I wasn't thorough when inspecting the equipment, so...

I'm the one to blame.

That is a little louder for the people in the back.

I should have just trusted you.

You're the only one who supported me. Even when you used your powers, you were

only trying to help.

Because you care about this job just as much as I do.

And I fired you for it.

Oh, Jake, my love, we all make mistakes.

That's for sure. He's got 500 nasty comic cards coming his way to prove it.

Too soon?

The point is, villain or not, I will always have my children's best interests

heart, even when they're my supervisor.

Thanks, Mom. I appreciate it.

But I'm not the supervisor anymore.

I told Mr. Ruffin that you knew something was wrong with the grill, and

ignored it.

Because of that, I don't deserve to be supervisor.

You do.

Really? Yeah.

Mr. Ruffin agreed.

Then he did a little dance.

Then he did a little spin.

Then I left.

I don't even know what to say.

Then you'll take it? He's withholding my paycheck until you do.

Yes, yes, I will take it. Oh, thank you, sweetie.

I won't let you down.

Actually, I probably will.

But you're not my supervisor anymore, so who cares?

That was really cool of you.

Thanks.

Bet you're starting to wish you didn't fill out all those nasty comic cards,

huh? Are you kidding?

I complained so much the roundup gave me six years of free tacos.

Although with that mystery meat still in play, I'm not sure if that's a good

thing.

Dad, can you take me to the skate park?

Kobe, you're supposed to be resting.

Just because you're feeling better doesn't mean you're 100%. Plus, I really

don't want to.

Come on, we're in the clear now.

My fever's gone for real this time.

I'm with your dad.

Park it, sickie.

All right, lady, I'm going to the butcher.

Oh, pick up something for dinner?

No, to practice my jab on the side of beef.

Think fast, lightweight.

Ow, that really hurts.

Then I did it right.

I'm going to grab a water for the road.

I haven't moved that fast since I was 16.

I always say Robert makes me feel young, but he's got me running like a

schoolgirl.

Fever's gone, huh?

Come on, let's go get her.

You two have fun with that.

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