Did Summer feel a little bad about recycling something she'd used for her class with BDG ages ago? A little, but not a whole lot, especially since she was totally adding in a new element, and there were new people who hadn't experienced this one yet, so it was fine, especially since she felt she really needed to build up to some of the other things she had planned first.

And so, as the students came into the Danger Shop for class that day, they'd find a familiar scene: the park right here on the island, ducks and flamingoes and all. But not so familiar? The multitude of giant heads in the sky.

"Hey, guys," she greeted them with a small, almost apologetic smile, as if she had nothing to do with the giant floating heads in the sky. "Welcome back. Allow me to introduce you to the Cromulons, these giants head aliens that have come to Earth to--"

At that moment, as if on cue, the ground beneath them rumbled and split apart, cracking open a large fissure while lightning ripped through the otherwise perfectly blue (albeit head-filled) sky.

"--fuck our shit up. Unless, of course, we--"

And, again, as if on cue, because it was almost as if Summer programmed this whole thing to work this way or something, the largest, most golden of the heads in the sky cleared its throat and declared, in a big, booming voice, "SHOW ME WHAT YOU GOT."

"That's right, folks," Summer continued, "these giant heads have come to Earth with the thread of destorying it, unless we, and I quote, 'Show it what we've got.' Now, there seems to have been two possible theories on what exactly the Cromulons are. On the one side," she gestured toward one side of the fissure, " are those who believe they are some sort of gods, and what they're looking for is appeasement and praise, as gods are wont to do. On the other side," she gestured to the other, "is the belief that it wants to know if we've GOT...a hit song. You see, the Cromulos apparently go around to other planets, demanding entertainment a la a live musical performance vis a vis American Idol, The Voice, America's Got Talent, blah blah blah, only...if they don't like what you got, they blow up your planet. You know. No big deal.

"This is, by the way, an actual thing that happened to my Earth. I was firmly on one of these sides and I am not going to tell you which because it was not a proud moment for me, but we live and we learn, and today, you're going to learn whether or not you can figure out how best to deal with these," she hitched her thumb over her shoulder, "jackoffs properly and save the Earth."

"SHOW ME WHAT YOU GOT!" the Cromulon demanded again.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," said Summer, waving a dismissive hand and rolling her eyes. "We know, we know, we're showing you, chill. Alright, guys, you heard the giant head. Let's get this got."

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