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The Fannihilator didn’t become a supervillain out of any real malice. Mostly, it was because he was bored.
He supposed stuff changed when he was twelve and his best friend, Super Chum, was hit by cosmic rays. Super Chum suddenly had flight, invisibility, and laser eyes. Add that to the super-strength he got from the Frostonium, and suddenly he was a formidable real-life superhero– everything the not-yet-Fannihilator had ever wanted to be.
So when Super Chum moved out to attend Professor Oz’s Super School for the Seriously Special, the not-yet-Fannihilator suddenly had a lot of time on his hands. At first, he mostly used that time to sit around and think about how much he missed his buddy. And then, something miraculous happened: his fridge broke.
He hadn’t wanted to call a repairman, because that could have led to Child Protective Services sniffing around, demanding to speak to his legal guardian. So instead, he rolled up his sleeves and started tinkering around. By the end of his repairs, the fridge could automatically rearrange things on its shelves for maximum storage space, and he had realized his talent for building things.
Suddenly, all he wanted to do was work on machines. It was like he had discovered some part of himself that was missing. While Super Chum was palling around with Ant-Lupe, Sonic Boom, School Spirit, and Captain Obvious, the not-yet-Fannihilator was installing blast shields and turrets to defend his water tower home. He started skipping school around that time, too– he’d always received failing grades, after all, so why not play to his strengths?
After a few months of upgrading his home, the not-yet-Fannihilator decided that he didn’t need Super Chum. Obviously, his friend wasn’t coming back– he had founded the Super Chums and was now too busy saving the world to talk. However, the not-yet-Fannihilator had to admit that he was becoming quite lonely, sealed away in his house. So he decided to make a friend.
Writing the program for a hilarious, companionable, helpful robot only took about three weeks. Dumpster-diving and ordering parts off the internet yielded most of what he needed for the inner workings, but he still needed a chassis. And so he decided to steal Boog’s Chimp Chomp machine.
It made sense. Boog was a bully, and an arcade machine would be the perfect size to build out from. Stealing it wasn’t even particularly hard. All he did was break into the Frosty Mart’s fusebox, implant a device that cut off power to the store, and then stroll inside while Lenny was freaking out over the frozen foods and the lights. A blast of a shrink ray, and then he was back to his base, ready to start construction on Dollar-nator.
That first crime was as world-shaking as repairing the fridge. Suddenly, he realized how much impact his machines could have. He imagined Boog getting his just desserts for bopping him, and it made him happier than he had been in months. His machines were useful, and he was finally good at something! Super Chum wouldn’t approve of his actions, of course, but let him disapprove. At least his ex-best friend was thinking about him. He decided, right then and there, that he would be a supervillain– the Fannihilator!