The Power Princesses

by Phantom-Dragon


The Gangs of Maretropolis Part 1 – The Fashionistas – Radiance

It was another quiet and peaceful night in Maretropolis. Crimes were still at large, but as of late, the criminal elements have begun to subside, thanks to the incredible works of the Power Princesses and their boy wonder, Hum Drum.

Speaking of whom, it was on this night that the young hero was out for dinner, at a his cousin Meg's Bucking Bronco, with his date, the lovely Green Gardener. The two were sitting at a table, over a plate of spaghetti, with a lit candle to further the romantic atmosphere of the diner for the two.

"How are you enjoying the spaghetti, Green?" Ken asked.

"Oh I'd say, it's quite exquisite," Green replied. “The textures are lovely, and the flavors are well blended. It’s fantastic! And I love the touches with these candles, darling. You’ve certainly outdid yourself.”

“Well, a gentleman has to pull out all the stops to making it a special evening for his lady, right?” Ken blushed.

“Yeah, because his cousin owns the restaurant,” Molly snarked, before she resumes serving the other customers.

Brushing Molly's remark to the side, Ken and Green Gardener resume their dinner date.

"Though, are you sure you'd want to do this, Ken, darling?" Green asked, before she whispers, "After all, shouldn't we be out on a patrol, protecting the city from criminals?"

"Trots Summers said she and the others can handle it," Ken reassured. "She wants us to enjoy ourselves on this beautiful night," Ken leans in close and whispers, "Though, between you and me. I think Zapp needs some time and space to herself after...you know who."

Green rolled her eyes, "Uhh, don't even get me started."

"Also, check this new gizmo that cousin Danny invented!" Ken reached to the side and pulls out what appears to be a robot, shaped like a dragonfly.

"Oh my!" Green Gardener exclaimed her surprise. "What is it?"

"Danny calls it a Drone-Fly," Ken explained. "But, I just prefer to call it, Dragon–Fly, with a hyphen between 'dragon' and 'fly.' This little bot is something!"


Flashback

Ken was in Danny's room, as the young inventor, once again, goes over his latest invention.

"Introducing the Dragon-Fly!" Danny presented. "I owe the inspiration to Spidey's Spider-Bots. Check it out! It's got a built-in camera and microphones used to listen in on juicy gossips. And it can hover and fly, like a...well, like a fly."

"That's pretty cool, Danny!" Ken nodded in admiration. "And can it fight?"

"Fight? Why would it need to fight?"

"Well, say that a bird sees it and thinks its a real bug, and it swoops in for dinner. Then what? How would it defend itself?"

"Uh...I haven't thought of that. Though, it does come with an EMP blaster, if that counts."

"I was kinda hoping it could shoot fireballs, but that could work too, I guess," Ken shrugged as he got down on his knees and takes a closer look at the little bot. "Who knows, you just might come in handy for me someday, little guy."

Ken got back up to his feet and asked his cousin, who was typing some codes into his computer.

"So, Danny," Ken began. "How do you control this little guy?"

"I've already started on an app," Danny explains. "All you have to do is download the app into the your phone and register your number into the app. Once that is done, the little Drone-Fly will be under your control."


Present

"What will my cousin come up with next?" Ken smiled.

"How brilliantly ingenious of him," Green nodded her head.

"Thanks!" Danny said out loud, as he carries a tray of meals to the next customers. "One of my greatest works! But plenty more where those came from."

"I'd expect nothing less, cuz," Ken replied as he and Green resume their dinner date.

Both Ken and Green were both eating their bowl of spaghetti, when it just so happens they were eating the same noodle. Their lips were inches away from each other, when they looked up, stared in each other's eyes, hesitated, and blushed a bright shade of pink.

"HE–E–ELP!" A random dude exclaimed in a state of hysteria. "The Fashionistas are robbing the fabric store on Rarity Avenue! Wait, is this the police station?" He asked.

"No, that's two blocks down," Megan explained. "Pass Maple Street."

"Oh, thanks," With that, the dude resumes his cry for help. "HELP!"

Nevertheless, upon hearing this latest news of another crime-in-progress, Ken and Green quickly cut their dinner short and paid the bill for their dinner.

"Thanks for the dinner, Megan! Got to run! Bye now!"

"Whoa! Where's the fire?" Megan asked.


Once outside, Ken and Green quickly changed themselves into their superhero suits, once again becoming Hum Drum and Radiance, respectively.

“I’d hate to just eat and run, after a big plate of spaghetti,” Hum Drum grunted. “Especially one of cousin Meg’s.”

“But duty calls, darling,” Radiance replied.

Once again, focusing her mentality into her Power Bracelets, Radiance engulfed herself and Ken, in a bubble of pink aura, and levitated themselves through the air, towards the scene of the crime.

Upon arriving at the fabric store, on Rarity Avenue, both Boy Wonder and Power Princess discover the fabric store to be robbed clean of its goods.

“Damn! We’re too late!” Ken exclaimed.

At that moment, a lovely lady, most likely the store manager, poked her head up in the window of her office. Clearly, she had been hiding from the criminals.

“Oh! Radiance! Hum Drum!” The store manager exclaimed. “Bust my buttons. Thank goodness you’ve arrived! It’s an utter disaster! My store has been—“

“Robbed?” Hum Drum finished. “Yeah, we ca see that. Do you know where they went?”

“I don’t exactly know where they went per say,” The manager began. “But I’ve heard them talking about going to a shampoo factory? That’s all I’ve got from them.”

Both Ken and Radiance turned to exchange looks of wonder, before they look back at the manager.

“We’ll look into it, madam,” Radiance assured. “In the meantime, why don’t you go and get yourself a cup of tea and relax.”

“An excellent suggestion,” The store manager replied as she walks back into her office. “And I’ll have to file a report of this to the police.”

Both Hum Drum and Radiance resume the task at hand as they begin their investigation, to find a lead on the Fashionista’s current location.

“Shampoo factory…” Hum Drum began. “That at least helps us to narrow our search. But there are about tens of shampoo factories all around Maretropolis. It will take us ages if we check them out, one at a time…”

“Then we’ll need to narrow our search down even more,” Radiance replied. “Look for clues. I’m certain these villains might’ve left behind something that could tell us about the factory they are hiding in.”

With that, Hum Drum and Radiance proceeded to look through the wreckages of the shop, looking for whatever possible clues they could find. Ken was digging through all the fabric rolls that were left scattered across the floor, when he finds a hat that looks like it belongs to a burglar, with a pink stain on it.

"Got a burglar's hat here," Ken called to Radiance. "...With some weird stain on it. Too bad Delilah's not here. I'm sure she'd be a big help, sniffing out the trail..."

"Chemistry has also been Nova Pott's field of expertise," Radiance added. "It's a shame she's not here with us either, darling."

Ken went over to the door, where the lock had been broken off to allow the culprits entry into the store. Ken pressed a button on the side of his mask lenses, allowing him to zoom in on the broken lock. Upon closer inspection, the lock appeared to have somehow been frozen, to the point it was easy to break and shatter the gears to pieces.

"Whoever they are, they've certainly taken 'breaking and entering' to the next level," Ken commented. "Somehow, they were able to freeze the lock and shattered it. But how?"

"I'm no detective, like Mary Allen," Radiance began, as she inspects the lock. "But judging by these residue, I'd say this shampoo factory is loaded with dangerous chemicals."

"Hmmm...hey, that sounded familiar..." Hum Drum began, as he walks out of the store.

"Hum Drum, what is it?" Radiance asked as she followed the boy wonder.

"Fashionable criminals, shampoo factory, dangerous chemicals," Ken listed. "If my hunches are correct, then our criminals must be..."


Later

"At Bloom's Shampoo Inc." Ken deduced, as he and Radiance arrive at the said factory.

Perching atop the roof of a building, both Radiance and Hum Drum looked down to see trucks load of the stolen fabrics being unloaded into the factory, with the same fashionable criminals from before, supervising.

"Oh, I like your instinct, darling," Radiance smiled, complimenting the boy.

Ken couldn't help but blush a shade of pink, hidden by the pink aura as Radiance levitates herself and Hum Drum, behind a pile of crate. The two heroes quietly poked their heads out and watched, seeing the criminals carrying their loot into the factory.

"Where are they taking those fabrics?" Radiance asked. "And why would they want so many at a shampoo factory of all places?"

"That's the mystery," Ken pondered, before he remembers the Dragon–Fly he's been carrying with him. "I think this would be a good time for us to try out Danny's little friend."

Reaching into a pocket in his cape, Hum Drum took out his phone, with which he uses to activate his Dragon–Fly.

"Fly away, my little akuma," Hum Drum said to the little bot. "And...don't evilize someone. Just go snooping around for what me and my lady needed to know."

From his phone, Hum Drum and Radiance watch through the built-in camera lens of the robot as they navigate it through the shampoo factory.

"Wow, I know Danny's good, but not this good," Ken commented. "Though, where he got his hand on this piece of technology, I'd have to ask."

"Topics for another time, darling," Radiance replied, reminding Ken to stay focus at the task at hand. "Right now, let's focus on finding out where they are taking these fabrics, and maybe learn more of what they're planning to do with them."

"Roger that," Hum Drum replied. "And I'll be sure to stay out of sight so...nobody sees us."

From inside the shampoo factory, the little bot zips through the air, above the unsuspecting crooks. It continues to follow the goons, until a couple of guns were spotted, engaged in an idle chit-chat.

With that, the little robot finds a perch, on the wall, above the two goons.

“Now to isolate the noises so we can listen in on some conversations,” Hum Drum began as he adjusted the sound wavelengths, on his phone app, allowing him and Radiance to eavesdrop on the criminals’ conversation. “There we go!”

“So what’s the deal with these new fabrics we’ve stolen?” One of the thugs asked. “We making some new brand of coats or something?”

“Nah, High Heels was never big on the whole ‘original concept’ unless she’s got something bigger and better to rip off of, y’know?” The other thug replied. “I think she and this new lady friend of hers are planning on using these fabrics for some kinda trap.”

“Yeah? What kinda trap? What could you make out of stolen fabrics?”

“Don’t know. But it’s gonna be deadly, that’s for sure.”

“Hmmm, High Heels?” Hum Drum pondered. “As in Suri Polomare?”

“Sounds to me that woman hasn’t learned her lesson,” Radiance scowled. “Steal someone else’s original design wasn’t enough. But now…she would use fashion as a means of making traps? Just what could she be up to?”

“That’s what we’re about to find out,” Hum Drum replied as he controls the Dragon—Fly bot to press on, looking for more infos.

The Dragon—Fly bot proceeded to follow the other criminals into what appeared to be a chemistry laboratory. Inside, the boxes of fabrics were being set in the corner of the room. Resting on the table, in the center of the room, is a chemistry set of beakers, flasks, and cups of all kinds of chemicals. Hanging on the wall is a whiteboard of a chemical formula.

"What are these crooks up to? What are they trying to make?" Hum Drum asked as he angles the Dragon–Fly bot to set its built-in camera, centering the formula, before the bot took a snapshot of it. "Got it! We'll run this photo with Trots and the others. They'll figure what it is."

It was at that moment that a couple of the Fashionista thugs had arrived into the room, engaged in another idle chitchat.

“…So, did ya see the way that freaky lady’s hair moves?” One of the thugs commented. “They’re like snakes or an octopus’s legs, or something.”

“Octopuses, or octopi, don’t have legs, douchebag!” The other thug replied. “They’ve got arms, and they’re called tentacles. But yeah, that lady just ain’t right. Her hair is crazy, just like that mad look in her eyes.”

“How did she ever came to be like that in the first place? You think I could get a crazy hairdo with eyes like that?”

“Yeah, right. No offense, but I don’t think it’s much of a trendsetter. But I hear that the broad fell down into a vat of chemicals with a wire, and it electrocuted her and brought her hair to life.”

“Yikes.”

"It's also the reason why she's creepy ass crazy. She's the opposite of predictable. She's unpredictable."

Both Hum Drum and Radiance both turn to exchange a look of curiosity.

"Sounds like Suri Polomare's got herself a new partner-in-crime," Radiance deduced.

"Yeah, and whoever they are, they must be running this entire operation," Hum Drum replied. "Let's find out more on who they are."

With the location of the stolen fabrics and the chemistry room obtained, the two heroes set their new objective: Learn the identity of High Heel's new partner-in-crime. To begin this recon mission, Hum Drum controlled Dragon–Fly to follow the thugs leaving the room.

Out in the hallway, Hum Drum had to make sure the little bot avoided certain obstacles that would give it away, such as the lights, some of the roaming thugs, and doors. There were a few close calls though.

"Hey, is that a bug?" One of the thugs asked, when he spotted the Dragon–Fly bot.

"Ew! Kill it!" A female thug squealed in disgust.

"Time to hide!" Thinking fast, Ken directed the Dragon–Fly bot to hover up into an air vent, disappear out of sight.

"Phew. Good thing Danny's included some sticky paddings for this bot's legs," Hum Drum breathed a sigh of relief. "Though, just to be safe, I think the little guy will have to continue the rest of his recon from the air vents."

"Good idea, darling," Radiance agreed. "Though, I hope we'll still know which direction to go, when we're looking for answers..."

"Then maybe...if we adjust the wavelengths of the bot's built-in microphones, we'll at least follow wherever there's a discussion going on..."

Hum Drum then went to work on adjusting the setting for the bot's microphones, until he was able to cancel out the noises in the air vents so that he and Radiance can hear only the sound of people voices.

"Ah-ha! The little bot's picked up on something!"

With that, Hum Drum directed the robot, down a vent, following the sound of voices, until the voices became clearer and louder the closer it gets. At last, the bot arrives at another air vent, where it crawls through the grates and angles its camera lens to display a visual of the room, revealing two people in the room.

One of them is High Heels, and the other is, much to Radiance and Hum Drum's horror, the hairy assailant they've fought a few weeks ago, to save famed fashion model, Flower Knight.

"The Mane-Iac?!" Hum Drum and Radiance exclaimed.

Back in the room, High Heels and the Mane-Iac were both engaged in a conversation.

"I have to say, Fiona," Suri began. "I like what you've done to yourself. Though, I don't know about the green color for your hair. I kinda missed it when it's blue."

"Meh, to each their own, Suri Polomare," The Mane-Iac smirked, as one of her hairs slithered and picks up a cup of coffee for her to drink. "I mean, what the hell. I think it gives me a more...unique look. Really intimidating. Don't you agree?"

"Uh...more or less."

"Fiona?" Hum Drum began to realize. "As in...Fiona Bloom? The CEO of this factory?!"

"My goodness," Radiance exclaimed. "I've heard of bad hair day, but it would seem she's had it the worst!"

"I don't know about that, Green," Hum Drum replied. "The way she's wearing that smile, I'd say she's come to embrace her curse..."

Looking back via the Dragon–Fly's camera lens, both heroes watch as the former CEO-turned-supervillain, crawls around the room, on her prehensile hair like an octopus, with an added intimidation and ferocity of a snake.

"Anywho, now that your goons have gotten the fabrics," The Mane-Iac began. "I believe it's time we move onto the next part of our plan."

"Fiona, you know we've been friends since fashion school, right?" High Heels began. "And I'm not questioning your motives, I think they're brilliant. But are you sure about these chemicals that we'll be using to dye the fabrics in? We haven't exactly tested them yet."

"Which is why we're going to begin the tests now," The Mane-Iac walks over to a cabinet, where she pulls several vials of colorful liquids.

Both Hum Drum and Radiance watched as the Mane-Iac proceeds to administer the liquids onto a seemingly plain sheet of fabric. Unfortunately, before the heroes could truly see the effects of the liquids, one of the Mane-Iac's hair slithered up and happens to slam into the Dragon–Fly, knocking the bot back into the air vent. Hum Drum tries to get the bot to move, only to find the bot has been rendered immobile.

"Darn it! The bot's been damaged!" Hum Drum grumbled. "...Cousin Danny's not gonna like this. I hope it's not damaged too badly...and hoping Danny's insurance can cover it. If he has insurance."

"We'll worry about it later, darling," Radiance began. "Right now, we need to stop whatever dastardly plans that hairy villain and High Heels have in mind with those fabrics."

"Right," Hum Drum checks back into his phone's app, and breathes a sigh of relief. "Good news is, the bot's homing beacon is still functioning. So we can use that to find our way through the factory."

"Then let's go!"

With that, Radiance and Hum Drum both leapt into actions, to recover the damaged Dragon–Fly, stop the Mane-iac and High Heels, and retrieve the stolen fabrics.

After finding an open window, the heroes enter the factory, undetected, to begin their stealth mission. With the Dragon–Fly's homing beacon still active and functioning, the two heroes followed the trail, down a hallway, all the while avoid being seen by the guards. Though, there have been a few close calls. Even some that were too close for comfort.

“So…we take a left turn here, and—Whoa!” Hum Drum yelped, almost getting spotted by the guards, had Radiance not caught him.

“You need to be more careful, darling,” Radiance advised. “We can’t alert the entire building of our presence.

“Sorry.”

Nevertheless, Hum Drum and Radiance follow the homing beacon of the damaged Dragon—Fly, until they arrive at the empty room, where the Mane-Iac and High Heels once sat in.

“The coast is clear,” Hum Drum said as he and Radiance enter the room. “I’ll get the little guy. You keep watch.”

“Affirmative,” Radiance agreed, as she stands by the door to keep watch.

Hum Drum checks the air vent, where he finds the battered, but still functional, Dragon—Fly bot.

“Phew, glad you’re still okay, little guy,” Hum Drum breathed a sigh of relief. “A little damaged on the wing joints, but otherwise ok. Let’s get you back to cousin Danny. He’ll make you as good as new.”

Hum Drum drops himself back down to the floor and was about to regroup with Radiance at the door, when he notices one of the fabrics that was sitting on the tables, glowing in the dark. Hum Drum went over to investigate the piece of fabric.

"This must be the fabric that the Mane-Iac and High Heels were testing on," Ken said to himself. "...but why's it glowing? I think we better get this to the others. They'll figure it out."

Picking up the fabric, Hum Drum walks back to Radiance.

“I got the bot,” Hum Drum confirmed. “And I've got—“

“Not yet, Ken,” Radiance hushed, resuming to look out, until a thug has passed. “Now let’s go.”

Now that the bot has been recovered, both Radiance and Hum Drum can focus on the next objective of the mission: Recover the stolen fabrics.

Thankfully, the room containing the stolen fabrics wasn’t that hard to find.

“According to the Dragon—Fly’s video recordings,” Hum Drum began. “The room where the stolen fabrics are located should be right HERE!”

Upon opening the door, both Hum Drum and Radiance not only found the stolen fabrics. But also the guards in the room.

“Uh oh,” Hum Drum grimaced.

“Hey! It’s that meddling kid and his girlfriend!” One of the thugs exclaimed. “GET THEM!!!”

Totally Spies — Bring It On, Spies

With a scream, Hum Drum immediately whipped out his metal staff and fights off the guards, with Radiance igniting her Power Bracelets.

Focusing her mentality, Radiance conjures two large pink hands, which she used to throw massive punches, to fight the guards.

Utilizing all that he’s learned, thus far, Hum Drum swung and jabbed with his metal staff, while being careful not to swing it wildly that he’d risk hitting Radiance by accident. He also pulls out the stun gun from the other night to electrocute some of the guards.

“Hey Radiance! Heads up!” Hum Drum said, when he manages to trip and flip a thug in the air.

Reacting fast, Radiance leapt up and catches the guard’s head, between her legs, before she does a flip and slams him down on the floor.

With most of the guards taken care of, Hum Drum and Radiance returned to recovering the stolen fabrics.

Radiance used her Power Bracelets to envelope herself and the crates in a pink aura. Unfortunately, Hum Drum looked out in the hallway, to see bad news coming their way.

“Uh oh! Reinforcements!” Hum Drum exclaimed, as several more of the Fashionistas gangsters were coming down the halls.

Hum Drum immediate barred the door, preventing the thugs from coming in. But knew it won’t hold them for long.

“Hey! Open this door! OPEN UP!!” The guards barked, followed by a fist punching through the glass window.

“We’re trapped!” Hum Drum grunted as he struggles to hold the door back. “What do we do now?”

“Not to worry, darling,” Radiance reassured as she focuses her powers to create a giant jackhammer. “I can get us out of here. Just hold them off.”

“Sure…no problem,” Hum Drum grunted as he mustered up his strength to hold off the thugs.

One of the thugs poked his head through the door, only to receive a strong hit to the head, by Hum Drum’s metal staff.

“Step aside, fools,” A familiar voiced said. “Let me show you how to open a door!”

Before Hum Drum realized who it was, a strand of hair burst through, like a snake, trying to ensnare the boy, followed by several more.

“AAAAGHH!!” Hum Drum screamed, backing away from the door. “Get back! Back! BACK!” He said, frightfully swatting the hairs with his staff.

Nevertheless, the Mane-Iac breaks down the door and lets herself and her goons in.

“HA! Boom, baby!” The Mane-Iac gloated.

With a swing of her hair, the Mane-Iac goes on the attack, whipping her hairs at Hum Drum, who reacted with a flip, a split, and some blocks to dodge the attacks.

Hum Drum whipped out his Nerf gun to shoot a pellet of the Funny Elephant Toothpaste, but the Mane-Iac manages to block the attack, with one of her hairs. But in the process, she soon finds the strand covered in the colorful foamy substance.

“Oh! What’s this?” The Mane-Iac asked. “You’re trying to shoot me with toothpaste? HA HA HA HA!! My teeth are right here.”

“Actually, I was aiming at your eyes,” Hum Drum clarified.

“Hum Drum! I’ve broken through!” Radiance shouted as she grabs ahold of Hum Drum. “Let’s go!”

With that, both Hum Drum and Radiance escaped with the stolen fabrics.

Not willing to accept defeat, the Mane-Iac whips her hair out and ensnares Hum Drum by the cape.

“AUGH!!” Hum Drum grunted, being pulled away, while Radiance pulled him back.

“I’ve got you darling!” Radiance shouted.

“Come here!” The Mane-Iac barked.

“Let go of me!” Hum Drum demanded.

“Oh no, I’m not about to lose weeks of valuable works!”

“Get off!”

“You need a haircut!” Radiance declared as she conjures up a large pair of scissors to cut the Mane-Iac’s hairs, releasing Hum Drum.

“NOOO!!!” The Mane-Iac screamed, and was about to give chase, when High Heels stopped her.

"Enough!" High Heels shouted. "They're gone. We need to move the goods, while we still can. Let’s clear out!"


In the meantime, both Radiance and Hum Drum were flying through Maretropolis, with the intention of returning the stolen fabrics to the store manager.

“Wow! That was all so intense!” Hum Drum exclaimed. “The spying, the stealth, and the fight! It was all amazing!”

“Yes, it is quite the exhilarating experience, darling,” Radiance nodded. “But let’s not get too excited. We need to return these fabrics to the store, and then alert the others of what we—“

“Radiance! Low bridge!” Hum Drum shouted.

“What? OH!!!”

But it was too late. Radiance and Hum Drum flew headlong into a flock of birds, startling them, and causing Radiance to lose her focus.

In the process, she loses her grip on Hum Drum, who fell towards the street.

“HUM DRUM!!!” Radiance shouted.

Thinking fast to save himself, Hum Drum whips out a grappling hook from his belt, which he uses to latch onto a gargoyle’s head, and swings himself in the air, into the open window of a teenage girl, who just got out of the shower, clad in towels.

“AAAHHH!!! OH MY!!!” The girl screamed, covering her cleavage and the bottom, keeping her towel secured.

Hum Drum got up and shook off the adrenaline, as he turns towards the window. Upon seeing it was only the Boy Wonder, the girl began to relax.

“Oh my~” The girl smiled, watching as Hum Drum took his leave. Though not before he flashes a grin at the girl.


After returning the stolen fabrics to the store manager, Hum Drum and Radiance returned to the Power Princesses crashed ship, where they reported their finds.

"And you're sure this is the fabric the Mane-Iac and High Heels were testing their new chemicals on?" Trot Summers asked, holding the fabric in question.

"Yeah, I saw it glow in the dark," Ken replied. "We talked about it with the store manager, and she told us she's never had any 'glow in the dark' fabrics in stocks. And here's a snapshot of a chemical formula they were working on in the factory," Ken said, holding up the said snapshot, on his phone.

"Interesting," Trot said as she examines Ken's snapshot, before she turns to the others. "Fili-Second! Spruce Spanner! Have this fabric investigated, with this chemical formula for references."

"Okie-dokie-loki!" Mary Allen saluted.

"Ok," Spruce Spanner nodded.

"Zapp! Marvelous! Double patrols. Keep an eye out for anymore activities from the Fashionistas."

"Roger that!" Aurora nodded.

"Understood," Marvelous added.

Lastly, Trot Summers turned to both Ken and Radiance, "Ken, Radiance? You both did a great job. Keep up the good work."

Radiance nodded, while Ken smiled happily for the praise he's received from the Masked Matter-Horn.


Later that night, both Ken and Radiance continue with their patrol around the city before they decided to call it a night.

"We did great tonight, didn't we, Radiance?" Hum Drum asked.

"Indeed," Radiance agreed. "But let's not have this one small victory get to our heads, darling. Remember, we still have a lot of work to do."

"Still, don't I get a little credit for holding back the Mane-Iac to allow you to make our escape?"

"You get more than a little, darling," Radiance brought Ken over and planted a kiss on his cheek, causing him to stiffen up. "You were wonderful today."

"Uh...yeah...wonderful..." Hum Drum paused on a rooftop, watching Radiance fly away, while he touches the spot she kissed him. 'Wow...that feels...it feels...it doesn't feel like a friendly kiss. Could she really...like me?'