Then It dawned on Bridget, she needed a clown of her own, not just any clown but one had enough power to take both Caityn and Funzo at the same time. As she left the roof top, she saw a sad looking clown boy. "What's wrong?" She asked putting on a convincing act of concern. The clown boy looked up. "My Parents kicked me out cause I used a magic Ointment to become a real cartoon clown." He said. Bridget knew she found her pawn. "You know I was once beautiful until two evil clowns turned me into a freak." She said, looking at him with a convincing look of sympathy. " I wish I had a brave, heroic, cartoon clown who could stop those clowns and their evil tricks." Bridget said as she saw Patrick's face turn red with anger. "I'll help you." He said, turning into a clown with a superman suit on, before poffing back to his jumpsuit. "Oh thank you my brave and gallent clown." she said hugging him. " My Name's Bridget." She said. "I'm Patrick T. Clown." He said as she released him.