That's Ojo.
Her power is she's a genius drawer,
like Van Gogh mixed with Monet with just a sprinkle of Salvador Dalí.
Can I see that?
A kid standing on top of floating chairs?
Nothing she draws makes an ounce of sense.
Why did you draw me in front of the classroom?
-She won't answer. -She only speaks through her drawings.
Can I borrow this a minute?
Ojo drew these:
Facemaker standing on top of the floating chairs,
Noodles smashing the exercise ball.
She draws what she sees, big deal.
She drew these things
five minutes before they happened.
Ojo's superpower isn't that she can draw.
She can draw the future.
OK, cool. Good for Ojo.
Don't worry, any minute now Ojo's gonna draw a picture
of all of us smiling and hugging our parents.
Isn't that right, Ojo?
Her vital signs are all over the place.
Don't worry.
I won't take away your little toy.
I already know what your future is.
Imprisonment.
But there's no one here but us.
Who did this?
I did.
Ojo, did you just talk?
I could always talk.
I simply chose to observe and listen instead.
And what I heard was chaos,
dysfunction,
disharmony.
Just like your parents.
When the team leader tells you to do something, you hop to it.
Since when did you accept Missy as the leader?
Since the tunnel.
When she told me you were an alien spy.
Ojo's an alien spy?
Yep. Ojo's a spy.
You knew.
How did you figure it out?
You accidentally gave it away in one of your own drawings.
Your art never lies.
-She's an alien spy. -Holy… doo-doo.
What the…? Ojo's an alien.
We know!
Game's not over yet.
What's happening?
Takeover is happening.
Wait, so… our parents were in the pyramid all along?
But… I don't understand.
What's the takeover?
Things are not heading in the right direction on your planet.
And you children are inheriting Earth's problems
and need to be able to fix them, sooner rather than later.
As you've seen from today's events,
it's not enough to be strong, powerful,
or even magic.
If you do not use your strengths together
and with good judgment,
you are doomed.
But I don't understand.
The clock hit zero.
We were one second too late.
The Supreme Commander knew down to the second
exactly when the takeover would happen.
On our planet,
the children are in charge.
So, you're their leader?
Yes.
Just as I knew you would be a natural leader.
It's why I drew you at the front of the class.
So, from one leader to another,
as we each head off to face the challenges of the universe,
can we count on you to not just help save your planet…
but the entire galaxy?
You have our word.
When you need us, we'll be there.
Thank you.