His Powers Are Wool-Related
“Hellagrow, the Barbaric Botanist, has struck again!” blares Joe’s wrist monitor.
“Yeah,” says the Kid, spitting out leaves. “We know.”
The office building is more jungle than cement: vines burst from outlets, the walls are dark with moss, insects nest in the shells of flourescent lights. Unstoppable Joe and the Kid Stupendous are trapped in the mailroom by Hellagrow’s Terrible Grass. It creeps over the counters, its long blades glistening.
“This is incon-” Joe starts, and then his allergies kick in and he sneezes through a wall.
“Don’t worry. I called for backup.”
“Baa,” says Super Sheep, already munching.