However, it seemed Baby Intelligence hardly ever gave Sebiscuits any attention.
They almost always left him out in the games and activities they did, and when they had a chat Sebiscuits could hardly get anything out.
One day they were playing duck-duck-goose. As Baby Strength chased Paige around the circle, Sebiscuits decided he'd had enough. He raised his hands, ready to electrocute Paige, when Baby Intelligence intervened and used his telekinesis to throw him out of the way. Dazed, Sebiscuits turned to see Baby Intelligence.
"Sebiscuits? What's gotten into you?" Peter asked. "Here, let us walk."
Sebiscuits finally answered as they started down the hall. "That you don't appreciate me! That's what!"
"What makes you think that?" Baby Intelligence asked calmly.
Seriously, chump? "What do you think? You never include me! You want nothing to do with me!"
"I just want to know everyone I train!" He stopped walking, as did Sebiscuits.
"I understand this feeling..." he continued quietly. He turned to face Sebiscuits, and took a deep breath. "Tell you what. I have an important job for you. No other member has the experience or power to do this. I need you to spy on Mr. Stupid NoHead. We need to know what he's up to."
Sebiscuits stared at his Master in a rage. "You just want me out of here!" he accused.
"You won't be out twenty four-seven," Peter replied. "You'll be back before dinnertime. Pretend to be his friend."
Oh, gosh. Seems like I don't have a choice, though. "Yes, Master."
After a few spying sessions with NoHead, they both met for a performance.
As Sebiscuits reached a remote area high above the stage, NoHead gestured him over. "I've made this station invisible," was the first thing he said. "Something bad could happen if we were found here together."
He can actually do that? "I agree," Sebiscuits said quickly. Down below, lights flickered around giant, 3-D shapes, constantly changing.
Sebiscuits sat down next to NoHead.
"It's disturbing to me to see the SMSB betray you--even Peter!" NoHead went on as the shape changed into a triangular prism. "You deserve the acceptance, the appreciation..." Suddenly, after all this time, it hit him. "You're a spy, aren't you?"
"Sometimes I feel like you are my friend," said Sebiscuits. "My only friend, for that matter."
"And why is that? He doesn't trust you. But I do."
He's right, Sebiscuits thought, staring at the giant, flickering cube. "Sometimes he even forgets about my training."
"Unless you crave a lazy brain, let me finish your training," NoHead replied. "Not only has he betrayed you, he wants to dumb you down. I am your friend. If you wish to truly succeed, you must embrace a full view, of heroes and villains. Learn the power of the dark side, and you will surely have your revenge."
Sebiscuits, furious, drew his sword as he leaped onto his chair's armrest. "You will not lure me to the dark side!"
NoHead looked calmly at Sebiscuits, who was holding his sword at NoHead's hook nose. Swords and guns were obvious weapons. But words were better. He could either kill Sebiscuits, or change his mind.
"Will you kill me if your life plunges into eternal pain? Don't you understand? In time, Peter will betray you and murder you. Let me train you, Sebiscuits. I will show you the true path to power."
"I won't become a NoHead!" Sebiscuits said, still seething. "I should kill you!"
"But you haven't, have you?" NoHead said, just as calm as ever. "Ever since I met you on the Wasp, you have craved a life of significance, of acceptance, of power, and friendship. Learn the power of the dark side, the one-way sign to happiness."
Sebiscuits deactivated his sword. I will discover the meaning of all this.