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heroically.”
    Ignoring the comment, Nuklear Man went on. “Ah yes, ‘...too well of your many heroic expl cough! ...ahem, so I shan't bore you with the typical note revealing my intentions and location in a vague and cryptic manner and/or riddle since you'd solve it within moments.’”
    “Don't hold your breath.” Atomik Lad said.
    “‘I will be blunt. If you ever wish to see your beloved coupons again, then come to my lair, the abandoned Polluto Chemical Factory just outside of town. I am awaiting your imminent arrival. Evily Yours, Dr. Veronica Menace.’”
    The Hero of heroes paused for a moment. “Shucks!” He spat in frustration as he clenched the fist not holding the taunting note; a liquid-like sphere of golden energy flared around it for a moment. “This is gonna be tougher than I thought.”
    “Shucks? What are you talking about? Let's go!” The impetuous sidekick started to fly, but found that a powerful grip held him firmly to the surface by his collar. Atomik Lad struggled against Nuklear Man's unbreakable grasp but quickly gave up. “And I thought Nuke’s Rule #1 was Don't wrinkle the outfit.”
    Releasing his grasp of the sidekick and seeming to peer through the note, Nuklear Man spoke. “This note is so vague and cryptic by virtue of how straightforward it is that we can't hope to crack it without help! We'll need to regroup at the Silo of Solitude so we can run this through the supercomputer! This Dr. Menace could be anywhere!”
    “Nuke. What are you talking about? It’s Dr. Menace. She’s been our arch nemesis for like ten years. She told us she's staying at the old Polluto Chemical Factory. Hell, that’s where she always is.”
    “That's what she wants you to think!” He leaned forward, shoving his finger into Atomik Lad's face.
    “That's because it’s true.” Atomik Lad said tiredly.
    “That may be, but that doesn't account for the fact that....” Nuklear Man's gaze, attention, and Big Wheel of thought trailed off.
    “Hey! Big Guy.” The sidekick elbowed the Golden Guardian to rouse him.
    “Who-What-Where?!” The Hero looked to and fro with intimidating poses to keep evil stuff at bay.
    “It's alright, Bright Eyes, we were just about to head to the Polluto Chemical Factory.”
    Nuklear Man's keen eyes darted from side to side as he tried to recall the past few moments... failure! “So we were. To the chemical plant!” The Hero rose a few feet in the air. Atomik Lad’s chaotic field enveloped him and he followed suit.
    They streaked through the bustling streets of Metroville: zigging, zagging, jinking, jiving, cutting off the other motorists, and all around speeding to the abandoned Polluto Chemical Factory outside of town.
    “We take a left onto Victory Lane up ahead, Sparky!”
    “Are you sure? I thought the left turn was at Vigilance Street. And don't call me Sparky.”
    “Ahem! Who has the map? Hmm? This is Vigilance Street, and we take the next left.” Nuklear Man said while pointing at the intersection on a map he held in front of him as they zoomed at break neck speed through the crowded streets.
    “Nuke, this is Adams Avenue, I lived here for nine years. I think I'd know where it is. You've got to be reading that map wrong.”
    “So says you.”
    Atomik Lad flew closer to his mentor and inspected the map for himself. “Nuke! This is a map of Burgsville!”
    The Hero blinked. “You're point being?”
    Atomik Lad clawed at his own face. “This isn't Burgsville!”
    “The map says it is.”
    “It’s the wrong map.”
    “That's what you think!”
    “Ugh. Look Nuke, I'll go my way and you go yours. We'll see who gets there first.”
    “I'll be waiting for you, sucker.”
    “I bet.”
    Nuklear Man swerved left onto Victory Lane though he thought it was quite curious that according to the street sign he was entering Rand Road, What an odd move on the part of the civil engineers , he thought. Once I'm done with this Dr. Menace thing, I'll fix that right