"Now wait just a goldurn minute here. We need to figure out. . .ouahhh. . .ahhh. . ."
"Oh, no, here it comes again." Phil sighed, throwing up a tk shield over himself.
"AAAAHHHHHCHOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Brute Force sneezed, covering the newly arrived Mxy in various disgusting fluids.
"Uhm. . .err, sorry. I have a bit of a cold." BF said, looking for something to clean up the mess.
"I am Mxy?" the founding Vanguardian offered, wiping away the mucus and spittle with a small cow that appeared from nowhere. The cow's moos of protest went unnoticed by the metahuman.
Brute Force ran to the living room, with all the rolls of paper towels he could find, "I'll clean it up! I'll clean it up!"
It was at this point in time that Mxy himself sneezed, with dire repercussions felt across the Vanguard Universe. . .
