In a world full of superheroes,
there are two that stand above the rest:
The Commander and Jetstream.
His super-strength makes him pretty much indestructible.
She has the power of supersonic flight
along with the mastery of unarmed combat.
By day, they live as Steve and Josie Stronghold,
the top real estate agents in the metropolis of Maxville.
But whenever duty calls, they are the Commander and Jetstream.
Me, I have my own names for them:
Mom and Dad. That's me in the middle.
You look at them and see the defenders of the world.
All I see is my dad wearing tights. Don't get me wrong.
It can be cool to have superhero parents,
like when Mom picks up awesome takeout
on her way home from work.
On the other hand, living up to the family name
means I'm supposed to save the world someday.
Here we go.
I just have one small problem.
Come on.
Exactly what we want to hear.
Well, that was Bert Timmerman,
and he is buying the colonial on Pine Terrace.
Above asking. No contingencies.
Honey, I know that selling real estate is just our cover,
but I think we're in line to win that sales trip to Hawaii.
We haven't been to Hawaii since King Kamehamayhem set off that volcano.
Think of it, Josie, you, me on the beach,
no exploding volcanoes.
I can feel the sand in my toes already.
Will is gonna be down any minute.
Hey, it's his first day of school. Where is he?
Will?
Come on, buddy. Let's get moving!
Two hundred.
Oh, hey, Dad. Just trying to get a few sets in before school.
Low weights, high rep, huh?
Good thinking. Don't want to bulk up.
No, going more for definition.
Big day, huh?
Will?
I just want you to know how proud I am
that you'll be attending my alma mater
and someday following me into the family business.
Real estate?
Right.
Real estate.
On a more serious note, son,
I know that every kid thinks his dad's invincible
and I nearly am, but who knows?
Maybe the next time I punch a meteor hurtling toward Earth,
I'll be the one who shatters into a million pieces.
I guess all I'm trying to say here, Will,
is it's nice to know that whatever happens to me,
you'll still be around to save the world.
- Looking forward to it. - We all are.
Oh, hey.
Good morning, Mrs. Stronghold.
Morning.
I saw you had recyclables in the trash.
I took the liberty of moving them for you.
Thank you, Layla. You hungry?
I've got plenty of eggs, bacon.
No, thanks. You know how my mom can communicate with animals?
Apparently, they don't like being eaten.
- How about some juice? - Great.
He's on his way. Oh, hi, Layla.
- Good morning, Commander. - Commander?
Oh, thanks, Layla.
I can't believe you're starting high school.
Seems like yesterday you were swimming naked in the kiddie pool.
Mom!
Hi, Layla.
Thank you.
Josie. It's the other one.
Go.
I see.
Thank you, mayor.
There's trouble downtown.
Big trouble. Downtown.
Oh, shoot, and I really wanted to see Will off to the bus.
I remember his first day of preschool. He wouldn't let go of my leg.
Mom!
Josie.
Oh, Will,
a reminder.
A lot of the kids at Sky High
will only have one superhero parent, not two,
so take it easy on them. No showing off.
Dad. Not to worry. I'll keep it low-key.
Mrs. Rivera? Josie Stronghold.
I'm gonna need to reschedule that open house.
Great.
- Steve! - Got to go!
... reports of a situation downtown.
Let's check with a picture from News Chopper Five.
Evil has struck our morning commute.
If you're traveling eastbound on the 115,
you might think about taking alternate routes.
Hang on. This just in. The Commander and Jetstream are on their way.
Are you sure he'll be OK? What if he forgets his lunch?
Josie, Josie, you've got to stop babying the boy.
You're right, you're right.
Left. Left!
- Circle back around! - I'm on it.
Release!
Launch!
And the robot goes down!
He's plucking out a souvenir from a successful battle.
What a team.
The Commander and Jetstream.
What would we do without them?
- Coming up, a bakery... - They are good.
Now, I know it's just our first day,
but I already can't wait to graduate and start saving mankind.
And womankind. And animalkind.
- And the rain forest. - Of course.
- Hello, kids. - Hi, Mrs. Kibbitch.
I just feel really good about this year.
Yeah. Should be great.
- Morning. - Morning.
Is this the bus to Sky High?
What are you, crazy?
I guess you want every supervillain to know we're here.
No, no. Sorry.
What's your name, freshman?
Will Stronghold.
The son of the Commander and Jetstream?
Everyone. It's Will Stronghold. Son of the Commander and Jetstream.
I'm Ron Wilson, Sky High bus driver.
If I can make your journey more comfortable, let me know. You two. Up.
The seat behind Ron Wilson is Will Stronghold's.
It would be an honor.
- It's fine. You don't have to. - I want to. You're third generation.
Magenta, get up.
- Why? He only needs one seat. - So he can sit with his girlfriend.
Layla? No, she's just my friend.
Yeah, totally.
He's like my brother.
Oh, well, in that case, hi. I'm Larry.
Yo, Will. Hey, how you doing? Hey, Layla.
- How you doing? How was your summer? - To be honest, it was tough.
T-U-P-H. I mean, I was seriously sweating it. My dad going, "Zach,
I powered up before I started shaving."
And here's me, dude, halfway through August...
...and zip.
Oh, so you don't have your powers.
You think I'd even show up today if that happened?
No. No, no.
Woke up a few days ago,
and bam!
That's great. So, what is it?
You have to wait and see like everybody else.
But it's awesome, man. It's awesome.
- Hi. - Come on. It's not like
you ever powered up in front of us.
Sorry.
Morning.
That's everyone.
Next stop, Sky High!
Where are we?
Hang on back there. We're going off-road.
Here we go.
Freshmen.
There she is. Sky High.
Kept aloft by the latest in antigravitational propulsion.
She's in constant motion as a precaution against those
who might have nefarious plans,
her location supplied only to highly qualified individuals
such as myself, Ron Wilson, bus driver.
Smooth and easy.
Sorry.
Word of advice. Don't miss the bus, 'cause the bus waits for no one.
Except for you, Will Stronghold.
You ever running late or early or you just want to talk...
...give me a call. - Thanks, Ron.
Seriously.
- Yeah, Freeze-Girl. - Hello, freshmen, don't be shy
Welcome newbies to Sky High
Juniors, seniors, all the rest
We're back to school Sky is the best
Ready, one, two, three.
We're number one!
- Sky High! We're number one! - I hate that cheer.
Speed, round them up, OK?
Hey, freshmen.
Your attention, please.
I'm Lash. This is Speed.
As representatives of the welcoming committee...
We'd be happy to collect that $15 new student fee.
There was nothing about a new student fee in the handbook.
OK, guys. Very funny. I'll take over from here.
Hey, everybody. I'm Gwen Grayson,
your student body president.
I know you're all going to love it here at Sky High.
I know I have. I've just had the greatest experience,
and I've made the greatest friends.
There are a few rules that I just want to let you guys know.
First of all...
If you can remember those few rules,
I promise you will not fall off the edge of the school.
Now just follow me inside for orientation.
- What rules? - Weren't you paying attention?
Good morning. I am Principal Powers.
On behalf of all the faculty and staff, welcome to Sky High.
Yeah!
In a few moments you will go through Power Placement,
and your own heroic journey will begin.
- "Power placement"? - Sounds fascist.
Power Placement: It's how they decide where you go.
The hero track or the loser track.
There's a loser track?
I believe the preferred term is "Hero Support."
For now, good deeds and good luck. Let the adventure begin.
Comets away!
All right, listen up.
My name is Coach Boomer.
You may know me as "Sonic Boom."
You may not.
Here's how Power Placement is gonna work.
You will step up here and show me your power.
Yes, you will do so in front of the entire class.
I will then determine where you will be assigned.
Hero or sidekick.
Now, every year there are a few students
or as I like to call them, "whiner babies,"
who see fit to question
and to complain about their placement.
So let's get one thing straight. My word is law.
My judgment is final,
so there will be no whiner babies.
Are we clear?
I said, are we clear?!
Yes, Coach Boomer!
Go-time!
You. What's your name?
Larry.
Little Larry.
Get up here.
What's humiliating him going to prove? This is unfair.
If life were to suddenly get fair, I doubt it would happen in high school.
Car.
Big Larry. Hero.
So he's good. But I'm better.
Did I say you were next?
Name's Zach, Coach Boomer. Try not to drop your clipboard.
Any day now, superstar.
- I'm doing it. - Doing what?
- I'm glowing. - I don't think so.
Well, it's easier to see in a dark room. Maybe we could turn off these lights.
Cup your hands around your eyes and look real close...
- Sidekick. - Are you sure you don't want to?
Sidekick!
You. Front and center.
- Let me say what an honor it is to... - Is that your power?
- Butt-kissery? - Funny.
- I heard you had a wicked... - Shut up and power up.
Right away.
Say, that's pretty impressive...
...for a Popsicle. Sidekick.
Hero.
Sidekick.
Super spit?
Sidekick.
Acid spit.
Hero.
And a handsome one at that.
Get out of here, knucklehead!
Purple kid. Let's go.
- What's your shtick? - I'm a shape-shifter.
OK. Shift it.
- A guinea pig? - Yep.
Not even a swarm of guinea pigs?
No.
Sidekick. Shoo!
- Bite me. - You. Flower child.
- Let's go. - I believe in only using my powers
when the situation demands it.
Well, you're in luck.
This is the situation, and I'm demanding it.
To participate in this test would be to support a flawed system.
The hero-sidekick dichotomy
- only serves to... - Let me get this straight.
- Are you refusing to show your powers? - It's more complicated.
Sidekick!
All right, we'll pick it up right after lunch, starting with you.
That's not cool. I'm telling you,
Boomer's gonna regret making me a sidekick.
Someday it'll be dark, he'll be all alone, walking to his car.
He'll drop his keys, and I won't glow to help him find them.
You got a problem with me?
- No. - No what?
No, sir. No, sir! No, sir!
Just messing with you, sidekick.
You're not supposed to use your powers outside of the gym.
The cafeteria staff requests sidekicks stop ordering hero sandwiches.
Am I crazy, or is that guy looking at me?
- Dude. - What?
- That's Warren Peace. - That's Warren Peace?
- Yeah. - I've heard about him.
His mom's a hero and his dad's a supervillain. Baron Battle.
- Where do I come in? - Your dad busted his dad.
Quadruple life sentence.
No parole until after his third life.
That's great.
It's my first day of Sky High, and I already have an archenemy.
Is he still looking?
- No. - No?
No.
You said he wasn't looking.
A reminder: There is no smoking on school grounds,
or freezing or bursting into flame.
I'm...
Will Stronghold.
Mind reader.
No. Name tag.
Right.
- These are my friends. That's Zach. - What's up?
- And this is... - Layla. Got it.
- I'm Gwen. - Hi.
- I love your skirt. - Thanks.
- How's Power Placement going? - Great.
I'm not surprised.
I need a freshman rep for the homecoming committee.
If you're interested, we could talk over lunch sometime.
I eat lunch.
How cute is he?
- I guess I'll see you guys around. - Yeah.
- Bye. - Bye.
I don't think she really liked my skirt.
See you.
And thanks for the swirly.
- What's up, guys? - The kid...
...looked a little dehydrated.
How about it, Stronghold? You gonna hang with us this year?
Help us bring some pain to the sidekicks?
That's... That sounds like fun.
Good man. See you around.
OK.
...what it actually is...
What do you mean, you don't know what your power is?
Well...
I got it. You're messing with the coach.
Just like your old man. Car!
- Wow. - That was close.
Are you insane?!
I don't have super-strength.
Oh, I get it.
You're a flier, like your ma. Why didn't you say so?
Quit messing around. I haven't got all day.
- What's your power? - I don't have one.
Stronghold.
Side... kick!
I remember doing this to your father when he was just your age.
Kicked me through that wall.
You haven't called him yet, have you?
Like I want to be the one to tell the Commander his son has no powers?
Let's... Let's take a look at that chest.
Well, nothing seems to be broken.
Except for me not having my powers.
Well,
maybe you're just a late bloomer.
Could get one of them or both.
Your mother's flying or your father's super-strength.
But when?
The kids who get bit by radioactive insects
or fall into a vat of toxic waste,
their powers usually show up the next day.
Or they die.
Oh, lookit.
But kids who inherit their powers...
...well, impossible to say.
But I will get them, right?
Many sidekicks
are the offspring of one super-parent
and one ordinary parent.
But there are cases, rare, yet not unheard of,
where the child of two super-powered parents...
...never acquires...
...any... powers
whatsoever.
There are?
Like who?
Well, I know of only one. Ron Wilson, bus driver?
There he is.
There he is now.
A three-and-a-half bath Victorian with original crown molding?
You bet we'd love to take a look. How's...
When are we briefing the president on supervillain infiltration of the IRS?
President would be Monday.
Tuesday? Great.
No, thank you, Linda.
Hon, dinner's almost ready. Stop playing with your robot eye
- and help set the table. - Sure.
- Oh, there he is. - Hey.
- Man of the hour. - Well, how'd it go?
Dad, we need to talk.
A little hero-to-hero talk?
I think I know just the place. Come on.
Hon?
- OK, so, Dad... - Oh, this isn't the place, Will.
This...
...is the place.
No way. The secret sanctum?
You know, I'll never forget my first day at Sky High.
Your grandfather finally trusted me enough
to give me the key to his secret sanctum.
Of course, in those days, we still used keys.
Go ahead, son.
I already added your biometrics this morning.
Oh, Will, one thing.
Of course, you must never ever
bring anyone into the secret sanctum.
That's why it's called the secret sanctum.
I would never.
Go for it.
Oh, this one's mine, Will.
- You can use Mom's. - Sorry.
No way.
You've got a pool table?
How about the pinball machine?
- Man. - Let's see. Where do I start?
I don't know. Over here we got Mom's stuff.
Scientific equipment, gadgetry, whatnot.
Will? Oh, yeah.
All our greatest battles.
Our finest moments.
Ticranium's head.
Exo's number-one bug-bot.
- And is this? - Royal Pain's Pacifier.
Now that was a great day, Will.
The first time your mom and I ever teamed up to fight evildoers.
As soon as she came smashing through the window,
I knew she was the one for me.
I wish you could have seen us. We were fantastic!
Royal Pain got his, and I got the Pacifier.
And this is my proudest possession.
- Well, it's amazing. - Well.
- What's it do? - No idea.
So this is it. It's all down here.
Our story, your mom and me,
of, well, kicking butt and taking names.
But now it's time
for a new chapter in the story.
The three of us, fighting crime together
side by side... by side.
Now, what was it you wanted to tell me about?
That I'm gonna kick your butt at pool.
- Well, we'll see about that. - OK.
Choose your weapon, sir. I'll break.
- There it is. - You got the right one.
You were right.
He took it home.
Hey, he's got the ego the size of a giant robot.
Uncle! Uncle! Uncle!
- Hey, Layla. - Hi.
Where were you after school? I was worried.
I got stuck in the nurse's office.
The news just keeps getting better and better.
Turns out I may never get my powers.
How'd your dad take it?
What should I do? He showed me the secret sanctum.
You have to tell them.
My parents are the greatest superheroes on the planet.
- Everybody expects greatness from me. - Well, you are great.
Thanks.
OK, so you're a sidekick.
It's not the end of the world.
When life gives you lemons...
Make apple juice?
I can't make lemons. I don't know what it is.
Yeah, but see, no.
You have an awesome power. You could have made hero easy.
I'm not into labels.
But why would you choose to be a sidekick?
Because I think the whole thing is stupid.
Dividing people into groups like that. I mean...
...what is this? - High school?
Apple?
Thanks.
Morning, class.
Welcome to Hero Support.
My name is...
...All-American Boy!
Of course, nowadays...
...I just go by Mr. Boy.
This year, it's gonna be my privilege to help each of you become
the very best hero support that you can be.
Without hero support,
why, there wouldn't be any heroes.
All right, there probably would be heroes,
but they would be very lonely.
Lonely heroes indeed. And...
Yes?
Yeah,
when do we pick our names and costumes?
Because I call dibs on "Zach Attack."
Well, you don't get to pick.
On graduation day, you'll be assigned to your hero,
and then he or she
will decide what you will be called
and what you will wear.
I think this is mostly done in an attempt to avoid clashing colors.
That's why when I was paired with...
...the Commander, red, white and blue it was,
which for me was a very good thing because,
as you can see, blue really just makes my eyes pop.
It's very dramatic.
Excuse me. I didn't know you worked for the Commander.
I worked with the Commander.
We were a team,
Mr... Mr. Stronghold.
Stronghold.
You Steve's son?
Yeah.
And he never mentioned me to you.
I don't... I don't think so.
Makes sense.
That makes perfect sense because the Commander
does not have time to sit around flipping through scrapbooks
that I took the time to make for him.
No, the Commander's got to be out there saving the world.
With your mom. Your mom.
She ever mention me?
Incoming!
Oh, look. He does glow.
I told you.
Greetings. Little misfire in the Mad Science Lab.
No need to panic,
unless you're a single-cell organism.
Mr. Medulla,
we in Hero Support are trained never to panic.
My bad.
I'll get the nurse, unless she's injured.
Change... and ho!
Now you. Go!
Go!
Go back.
OK, number one. "A radioactive zombie is charging at your hero.
Do you hand him: A, his silver-tipped crossbow,
B, a wooden spike, C..."
Yo, that's so weak, man.
I'm holding his crossbow. Why can't I shoot him myself?
Because we're hero support.
And if your hero asks for a crossbow,
- hand it to him. - Or her.
By the way, Zach, you can't kill a zombie.
You can only re-kill him.
- Or her. - If you kids are all in here,
- who's out there, saving the world? - Dad. Why are you home so early?
After stopping the Superdome collapse, I was watching the game and thought,
"It's been a while since Will and I tossed the old pigskin around."
I thought I'd hustle home, but I see you and Layla
- have already made some new friends. - It's an honor to meet you, sir.
Your name, your power?
- I'm Ethan, and I melt. - OK.
- Zach. I glow. - I see.
Magenta. I shape-shift.
- Shape-shift. - Into a guinea pig.
Great. Great.
Great. Great. Really great.
Well,
I make a mean tuna fish salad sandwich.
- Anybody want one? - No, no, no.
Pleasure meeting everyone.
They're a good bunch of kids, Will.
- Yeah. - Could I ask you something, though?
Does that one kid really, you know, glow?
Sometimes.
Boy, they have really lowered the bar some for superheroes
at that school since I went there.
Well, actually, he's a sidekick.
Oh, well, that makes sense.
Yeah. Actually, they're all sidekicks.
Good for you, son.
Kid of your stature hanging out with a bunch of sidekicks.
As a freshman? I didn't have the guts. I can only imagine what your grandfather
would have said if I'd have brought some of them home.
You know, there's nothing wrong
- with being a sidekick, Dad. - No. Of course not. I used to have one.
Saved my life once too. Old... What's-his-name.
So then you would be fine with...
...if I was a sidekick.
Well, yeah, sure, I guess.
Hey, hand me that mayonnaise there.
Well, that's good then,
because... Because I am.
Am what?
A sidekick.
Who is?
Me. Dad?
Dad, I'm a sidekick, OK?
I washed out of Power Placement.
Washed out!
Boomer.
Couldn't make the big time, so now he thinks
he can pass judgment on some real heroes' kids, huh?
Oh, it's a power trip, Will.
That's all it is. Sonic Boom?
Try "Gym Teacher Man."
No, Dad. What are you doing?
Calling the school. The tuition we pay them?!
Dad, don't.
Dad.
It's not Coach Boomer.
It's me, OK? I don't have any powers.
But you never said... I mean,
- you made it seem like... - Like I had super-strength like you?
But I don't.
But you will, Will.
You're just... You're just a late bloomer.
That's what it is.
Maybe. Maybe not.
But I don't care.
Because, really, the fact of the matter is
I'm proud to be a sidekick.
Actually, I'm proud to be hero support.
So I think we...
...pretty much covered the undead.
What's next?
What?
"Your hero flies north at 300 miles per hour for 15 minutes.
His archenemy is tunneling south at 200 miles per hour for ten minutes.
If he has x-ray vision, how long before he realizes he's going the wrong way?"
All I ever wanted for him
was to save the world, to just feel that once.
That's a lot to put on a 14-year-old's shoulders.
Oh, come on, Josie.
When I was his age, I could put a truck on my shoulders.
Honey, I know you're disappointed.
So am I. You think I didn't want to see my son fly?
- Or have super-strength? - Or fly?
But we can't change who he is.
Not without dropping him in a vat of toxic waste.
Steve!
Oh, no, I... Where would we even find a vat of...
- Steve! - I just... I'm thinking.
Will is a great kid.
This is not the end of the world. OK.
So maybe we won't be the Stronghold Three,
the greatest family of superheroes the world has ever known.
But we will be the Stronghold Three,
the greatest family the world has ever known.
You're right. You're right, and he can always go into real estate.
Welcome to Sky Hi...
What's wrong, Ron?
Hey, big boy. Where's your hat? Hey, where's your hat?
If you won't respect me, at least respect the hat.
Guys. Guys, come on.
Give Ron his hat back.
All right. You're the sidekick.
Give him his hat back.
We'll catch you later, Stronghold.
Hey, race you up the steps.
Thanks, Will.
Sure, Ron.
- Over here. - Saved you a seat.
Hey, and I saved you a pudding.
- Hey, what's up? - Hey, buddy. Check this out.
- Sorry. - You will be.
- Let's not do this. - Think you can do what you want
- because your name's Stronghold? - Sorry my dad put your dad in jail...
Nobody talks about my father.
Oh, it is so on.
- Fight, fight, fight. - Mr. Boy, do something.
I'm on it.
Principal Powers!
Principal Powers! Principal Powers!
Fight, fight, fight!
Move.
Get out of the way.
Where are your sidekicks, sidekick?
Right here.
Yeah.
Leave them alone!
He's strong.
I'm strong?
He's super-strong.
Yeah, Will!
Now, who tripped me?
Stronghold!
What if I said it's not just her twin? It's her evil twin.
- This Friday, you say? - Medulla, you dog.
Think I can't take a hit?
Will!
Will! Pull the pin!
He's coming, man!
Hi.
I didn't do anything. He started it.
Your dad started it, and I'm gonna finish it.
Don't bother. The Detention Room
neutralizes all super-powers. Sit.
Now, here at Sky High we do everything we can
to teach you how to use your powers.
But what you do with them, that's up to you.
Living up to your father's reputation or trying
to live it down is a sad waste of talent.
Your talent.
Try to keep that in mind
the next time you're about to do something stupid.
All right, look.
Whatever happened with our dads, it has nothing to do with us.
What do you say?
I say
if you ever cross me again, I'll roast you alive.
So, Will, anything interesting happen at school today?
Well, as you may have noticed, I got my powers today.
Yes, we know. The principal called.
OK. Look, it's not...
It's not as bad as it sounds. It's a really funny,
- great story. - You nearly destroyed the cafeteria.
Yeah, but, Mom... I got my powers.
And do you know how to use them wisely?
Sanctum. Now.
William Theodore Stronghold...
...come here.
You're... You're not mad?
My boy has super-strength. How can I be mad?
I'm sorry.
- You are strong. - Yeah.
If your mom asks,
you tell her I read you the riot act, and...
...I took away your Xbox.
- But I don't have an Xbox. - Are you sure?
- Go ahead. - When did you?
- What? - Open it up.
Here. Here, I'll get it.
All right. Let's see.
The boy has Stronghold's power.
- It's almost poetic. - We should crush them now.
- We know he has the weapon. - Patience!
We have waited this long.
When the time is right, we'll have our revenge.
You know, time would move a lot faster if we had an Xbox.
Uncle. Uncle. Uncle.
Dude, you made sidekick history.
I don't know about that.
Seriously. From now on, people mess with us at their own peril.
You're breaking down barriers, proving we're not heroes and sidekicks.
- We're just people. - Super people.
Seats, please.
We have a lot to cover this morning,
starting with motorcycle sidecar basics.
Except for you, Mr. Stronghold.
Would you gather your gear and come up here?
I've got your new class schedule.
Congratulations. You've been transferred to the Hero class.
And by the way, if you should find yourself needing any hero support,
I still do a little freelance.
But what about them?
- We'll still see you on the bus. - We'll hang at lunch.
After you dunk Ethan's head in the toilet.
Well, you best not be late.
Just go already.
Rays!
From the silliness of the shrink ray
to the devastation of the death ray.
These are the very foundations of Mad Science.
Yes? They told me you were coming.
Unfortunately, all the lab partners are taken.
I suppose I could pair you with my teaching assistant.
Miss Grayson?
My apologies.
Come on. Come on. Quickly,
quickly, quickly. Feet. You stepped on my foot.
OK, how's that?
Perfect. If you're building a heat ray.
You're supposed to be building a freeze ray.
OK, I have no idea what I'm doing.
Dreadful technique.
You've confused rays with beams. D!
Minus! I'd give you an F,
but that would only mean having to see you in summer school.
And what have we here?
Well, I don't know. I didn't do it.
You're far too modest, Mr. Stronghold.
Or perhaps not modest enough.
Miss Grayson, in the future,
please allow the students to succeed, or fail,
on their own.
- How did you do that? - I'm a Technopath.
I can control technology with my mind.
Wow. All I can do is punch stuff.
Yet he'll be the one on cereal boxes.
Show me the justice in that.
Miss Fernandez, kindly thaw out Mr. Hellman.
- That was amazing. - So is what you did in the cafeteria.
Once they start handing out grades
for destruction of school property, I'll be in good shape.
I can totally help you out with all this science stuff.
Yeah, you'd do that?
I could be, like, your private tutor.
Cool.
Guys. Guys. Over here.
Will? Sitting with Gwen Grayson?
Man aims high. Gotta give him that.
Sorry. All full.
That's OK.
I think I see an empty table over there.
Come on, guys.
No offense, Will.
We are not running a loser outreach program. OK?
I'm sorry. Penny can be a little...
...full of herself sometimes.
Penny...
Sometimes you have to act nice...
I just don't want them to sit over here.
OK. Just be careful.
Layla. What's up?
Hey, you smell nice.
Tecomaria capensis. Honeysuckle?
- Listen. About lunch... - What about it?
No, at the table, Penny was being...
- Please. Not a big deal. - No, it is, and...
I feel bad, so let me make it up to you.
Maybe tonight we can go to the Paper Lantern?
But you hate Chinese food.
But you don't.
Paper Lantern, 8:00.
Will!
No, guys.
Come on, buddy. Easy, guys.
- Thanks, Will. - All right.
You OK?
- Yeah, thanks. - Zach too.
Come on.
Not so tough when my boy's around, are you?
You just think you're so big and bad, huh, Stronghold?
- No, I don't. - Please. Will will totally take you.
Saw what happened to Warren? Want a piece?
Watch it. That big mouth is gonna get you in trouble.
- I didn't say anything. - Let's settle this in P.E.
- Settle what? - You're on.
If Will beats you in Save the Citizen, you lay off of sidekicks.
If he loses, you can dunk Ethan in the toilet every day till graduation.
- Yeah! - You got yourself a deal.
- Wait, guys, guys. - Bring it.
Come on. Guys, are you crazy?
No freshman won Save the Citizen, and they're undefeated.
And you barely know how to use your powers.
Sorry. Not helping.
Will, you have no choice.
You can't let them dunk Ethan's head in the toilet. Not again.
The dunking must end.
Five! Four!
Three! Two! One!
Hey, what's up?
Ramirez, Hamilton. Your citizen has just been mulched
because you failed to defeat your villains.