Wrestling with the wicked Weaver!

The rest of the day was light on action for Anders to do, so he mostly spent his time plotting from his secret base, affectionately called "The Chill Zone". He has no leads on Miss Liberty, has not gotten clearance to talk to the Frosted Tips in jail, and hasn't heard from Pop-up since the fight.

"Okay, so today I didn't do much aside from remember my early days. But tomorrow? That's gonna be my day!" And so Anders turns in for the night, unaware of what's to happen tomorrow.

At the breakfast table, Anders slumps in his seat. "Min, relay today's itinerary for me."

"You eat breakfast, go get your morning coffee, patrol the city, and meet up with your ex-girlfriend for some frivolous activity."

Anders grimaces. Peggy, the former love of his life, is one of the few people who knows his secret identity as King Chill. And she lords this over his head constantly for favors. What can he do?

"I'll head to Beans Beans Beans. I'll be able to deal with Peggy with caffeine in my system. That'll be harder than any supervillain. Monitor the Chill Zone?" After getting a nod from Min, he heads on over to his favorite local coffee shop.

"Hey Anders, I read the news today." The barista said as she takes his order.

"Oh boy. Anything interesting happen?"

"Yeah, one of those Libertine girls took out those rejects from the 2000s."

"Was anyone else involved?"

"If there is, they aren't being reported in this newspaper." She said with a shrug. Anders sighs. "I think this whole super thing is super lame, either way. Like, I know that a bunch of people got powers, but the costumes, the fights? It takes away focus from the things that really matter, you know?"

"I-"

THWIP THWIP.

Anders and the barista find themselves stuck to a spider's web. "I have a bad feeling about this..."

A hooded character sets up a video camera in front of the captured duo. "Okay, Weaver. This is your big debut. Can't screw this one up...."

"Hey jackass!" The barista yells. "Who do you think you are, coming in here like you own the place?"

"Lara!" Anders hissed. "Don't anger the volatile individual!" Far from being angered, though, the mysterious assailant starts to laugh. A long, cocky laugh.

"Me? I'm Lairen City's worst nightmare. Going live in five, four, three, two..." Anders is in a pickle. He feels confident in his ability to take on this villain, but he has to protect his identity. And besides, there are other heroes in the city, so he isn't too scared.

"There is nothing wrong with your television set. Do not attempt to adjust the picture. I am someone only known as Weaver. You will know me a lot better in the future, as I will be taking this city over. My first demand is simple. My quality bred pets are guarding the perimeter of this coffee shop. If a hero tries to come in through the front door, they will be neutralized. If one tries to take me from behind...."

Pop.

Anders notices what Weaver is talking about, that she has four red dots on her body, and attempts to whisper to Pop-up, but is unsuccessful. The heroine is sprayed with a corrosive material, leaving her in her underwear live on camera. "They will not come out on top. I have eyes on the back of my head."

Seeing one of the most beautiful women alive stripped the way she was certainly distracts Anders. But at the same time, he knows that King Chill saving the day here would really help the cause. So he thinks. He notices that Pop-up tries to do the same sucker punch trick she used yesterday, but Weaver is ready for it, blocking every punch. When Weaver hits back, he makes his move. Using the weakest possible form of his cold breath, he makes sure Pop-up is blown into the web, getting her caught on it too.

_"Sorry Lara, no hard feelings?" _He thinks. Grabbing her leg, when she teleports off the web and under the counter, he disappears with her, and reappears under there. When Pop-up goes back into the action, he makes his move, quickly changing into his hero costume.

A cold front blows in, which affects both of the combatants in different ways. The very underdressed Pop-Up has a way harder time fighting, but Weaver is losing her concentration as well.

"O-one million or my p-p-pets....ngh. Who's doing that? Who turned on the AC?"

"Why, none other than King Chill! Look, hacking into broadcasts, controlling mutant spiders, fighting one of our best superheroes?"

"Thanks, cold cuts."

"Mmm. My point is, I gambled that you needed to focus to use your powers, and that a sudden curveball would throw you off your game! And look at it! Your web has disintegrated! And that Anders kid has escaped!" He yells this loudly enough for Lara to hear.

"A-and I bet your pets aren't so tough without you there to tell them what to do!" Suddenly, the door to the coffee shop is kicked down, and Weaver is punched in the face, knocking her out.

A girl in a brown unitard like Pop-Up's, but with an S, tosses Pop-up a blanket. "Hey, sorry about your clothes. We would have came sooner, but we were fighting giant enemy spiders outside."

"I'll never live this down, Soil."

The other hero, Soil, turns to King Chill. "After we make this arrest, come to Libertine Hall, okay? We have some things to discuss. And I won't take no for an answer."

"Arrest who, exactly? Weaver's gone!" Lara says, having gained her bearings. All three heroes look to where Weaver was, shocked.