Alex didn’t waste any time. After the Badboy Baboon and Kenny disappeared, he immediately contacted his fellow Cyber Space Warriors, Luke and Carl. In minutes, they arrived at his house, concern etched on their faces.
Luke, always the calm one, spoke first. “What’s going on, Alex? You sounded stressed.”
Carl, however, cut straight to the point, his sharp eyes scanning the wreckage of the living room. “And why does it look like a baboon threw a party in here?”
Alex sighed, rubbing the back of his neck, guilt flooding his expression. “It’s my fault. I was messing around with the transformation remote you invented, Carl. I didn’t think it would be this dangerous.”
Carl folded his arms, his tone sharp but not cruel. “I told you that thing wasn’t a toy. Zardak warned us!”
“I know,” Alex said, swallowing the lump in his throat. “I’m sorry. But now my dad’s… he’s been transformed, and the Badboy Baboon has the remote.”
Luke’s eyebrows furrowed in concern. “What do you mean, ‘transformed’?”
Alex took a deep breath, explaining the entire ordeal—the argument, the accidental zap that turned his dad into an 11-year-old boy, and then the remote falling into the hands of Lord Skullface’s minion. Luke and Carl listened closely, their expressions growing more serious with every word. By the end of the explanation, Carl’s usual smirk was replaced with a deep frown.
“So now your dad’s been turned into some rebellious punk who thinks the Baboon’s his older brother?” Carl asked, shaking his head. “That’s… well, that’s rough, man.”
Alex nodded, his voice filled with regret. “And now they’re out there, who knows where, causing trouble. We have to stop them. I need to get my dad back.”
Carl placed a hand on Alex’s shoulder, his usual cocky attitude softening for a moment. “Hey, we’ll fix this. I can track the remote. I built a failsafe just in case something like this happened. We’ll find them.”
Alex’s eyes lit up with hope. “You can really track it?”
“Of course I can,” Carl said, smirking again. “What kind of genius would I be if I didn’t?”
Luke glanced between them, his calm voice cutting through the tension. “Let’s move fast, then. The longer your dad stays under the Baboon’s influence, the harder it’ll be to reverse this.”
Carl whipped out a small handheld device, tapping a few buttons. “Give me a sec… Alright, got it. The remote’s signal is coming from downtown. Looks like your dad and his ‘cool older brother’ are making a scene.”
“Then let’s go,” Alex said, determination back in his voice. “We’ve got to stop them before things get worse.”
Downtown was a mess when they arrived. Car alarms blared, and storefronts were in shambles. People were running for cover as the Badboy Baboon and Kenny wreaked havoc, laughing like maniacs. Kenny, in his new bad-boy form, was smashing windows with a baseball bat while the Baboon yanked parking meters out of the ground, tossing them aside like they were toys.
“Come on, big bro!” Kenny shouted with a wide grin, his voice filled with reckless excitement. “This town’s ours! Nobody can stop us!”
The Badboy Baboon let out a deep, rumbling laugh. “That’s the spirit, little bro! Let’s see how much more damage we can do before these pathetic heroes show up!”
At that moment, Alex, Luke, and Carl arrived at the scene, their power watches glowing. Alex’s heart twisted as he watched his dad, transformed into a delinquent, causing chaos like it was the best day of his life.
“There they are,” Luke muttered, his voice tense. “We need a plan. We can’t just rush in.”
Carl nodded. “Yeah, we don’t want the Baboon to use that remote on any of us. He could turn us into toddlers or something worse.”
Alex’s jaw clenched. “We have to get the remote away from them—fast. I’ll go after my dad. You guys take down the Baboon.”
Luke and Carl exchanged a quick glance before nodding. “Got it,” Carl said. “But be careful, man. Your dad’s not in his right mind.”
“I know,” Alex said softly. “But I’m bringing him back.”
With that, the three of them activated their watches, their armor forming around them as they transformed into the Teenage Cyber Space Warriors. The Red, Black, and Blue Warriors leaped into action, charging toward the chaos.
Alex made a beeline for his dad, dodging debris as he ran. “Dad—Kenny! Stop this!”
Kenny turned around, his leather jacket gleaming in the sunlight, and sneered. “Well, well, if it isn’t the goody-two-shoes Alex! What do you want, loser? Can’t you see I’m busy?”
“Dad, you’ve gotta remember who you are. This isn’t you!”
But Kenny just laughed, spinning the bat in his hand. “Remember who I am? I know exactly who I am now, and it’s a lot more fun than being your boring old dad.”
Meanwhile, Carl and Luke were busy taking on the Badboy Baboon. Carl dodged a swing from the monster’s massive fist, while Luke used his agility to dart around, trying to get close enough to snatch the remote.
But the Baboon wasn’t going down easy. “You think you can stop me, Cyber Space Warriors? I’m just getting started! And now I've got all three of you in my sights, right where I want you.” The Badboy Baboon whipped out the remote, aimed, and fired...