Alright, Billy.
Go turn on the water so we can turn this room into our own private water park.
On it.
Hold on. Nobody move.
Assessing. Assessing. Mm hmm. Something’s different.
Kids, why is this slide inside?
You know, we wouldn’t need this slide if we just had a pool.
- We wanna pool! Come on, Dad! - Okay.
You can have a pool.
- Seriously? - Yay!
If you kids can help raise money,
we'll chip in too and see what we can afford.
Yard sale! Dooby, dooby, dooby, dooby.
Billy!
If I knew you were gonna make up an annoying song I never would've suggested--
Yard sale! Dooby, dooby, dooby, dooby. Yard sale!
This is gonna be great.
We’ll make a fortune selling our old junk, buy a pool,
and then invite cute boys over for pool parties.
Uh, cool! Comic books and action figures.
Oh.
This isn't cool. It's just Mom.
Oh, Phoebe, that’s all my old Electress stuff. You can't sell that.
No kidding.
My actual Electress whip is in this box.
This is a very dangerous weapon.
If someone besides me uses this, they would really hurt themselves.
What will happen, their lights will turn off?
I see you eyeing those old dried up paintbrushes.
You a collector?
Save it. I’m here for comics.
You got any, Tank Top?
What I got a bunch of is comics,
but I’m not gonna sell ‘em to some kid who calls me names.
- I got fifty bucks. - Tank Top will be right back!
If you liked that box of garbage, you’ll love these dirty pants!
Hey, Max, have you seen that box of Mom’s old stuff?
Seen it and sold it.
You’ve gotta get it back.
Whoever bought it could get seriously hurt.
Luckily, I don't get too attached to my customers.
Hurt kid plus angry Mom equals no pool.
No pool equals sad Max.
Hey Kid, get back here! Wait, am I hurting the kid?
No, just get the box back!
Wait. There’s uh, somethin’ missin’ in here. Uh…
You mean Electress’ real whip?
I don’t know how you got it, but you’re never getting it back, Wall Street.
Stop calling me names and give it back.
I'm not giving this bad boy up.
I’d only give this to Electress, herself.
We all know that's not gonna happen, Chinatown.
Look, if we wanna get that pool,
we got to get that whip back before Mom figures out it's gone.
Way ahead of you.
If he wants Electress, we’ll give ‘em Electress.
Electress.
Why are you calling me Ele… oh.
Well, look who's wearing a tank top.
Oh, Electress!
Hello, citizen.
Electress!
I believe you have something of mine.
Yes. Yes. Your whip!
Come in, my high wattage queen.
Got your whip.
But before you go Electress...
what was your favorite battle ever?
Uh, that would be like choosing my favorite child.
Impossible.
Although, if pressed I’d have to say my oldest daughter.
Liars! Wiggety, wiggety, whip!
Cedric, you have to let us go.
We think this whip is about to explode.
Why should I believe you?
For all you know, we could be Electress’ children.
Please.
There’s no way kids with a mom as cool as Electress,
would know absolutely nothing about her.
Shocked...
to see me?
Amazing!
Electress,
these posers aren't really your kids are they?
My ki… no way!
My kids would never be so reckless as to compromise their identities
and safety just to make a couple of bucks.
Farewell, young spark plug!
Whoo! Oh.
Electress, wait!
Before you go!
Who’s gonna pay for this hole in my carpet?
Well, you did it.
You got the pool you earned.
We are still proud of you kids.
Well, two of you.
Why are you proud of me? I only sold one stinking bow.
And it was a pleasure doing business with you.
Mom, did you really use the Eiffel Tower to stop an alien invasion?
But of course.
Mom, we’re so sorry we didn’t know all those amazing things about you.
You really used to be somebody.
Thank you, I think.
Come on, Mom. Tell us one super hero story.
Yeah, come on.
There I was, up against the deadliest sea monster, Squiedonquelos.
- Ooh I’ve watched Squiedonquelos once! - Dad!