Finally, Kool-Aid Man warns the kids about his enemy, the evil Scorch. He explains that the Vault's magic key must forever stay hidden from Scorch, a point that would've been received better if the big red idiot didn't hide it under the welcome mat. Yeah, nobody would ever look there, Kool-Aid Man. Just to further the stupidity, he leads the kids inside and leaves the key in the lock -- it's not the equivalent of getting kicked in the balls, but rather the equivalent of pleading with someone to kick you in the balls. The irony is, Kool-Aid Man doesn't have balls.

Of course, Scorch shows up, and boy is he a monster! His first words in the comic are "roast my toast," nicely setting the tone for a 32-page fiery thrillride that completely justified the newsstand price of 0.00. Scorch grabs the key, and you know how every supervillain seems to have this enormous tragic flaw -- that one pesky nuance of his personality or physical state that always seems to spell his defeat? Well, Scorch's tragic flaw is easy to identify. The poor thief leaves flaming footprints with his initials etched in. He even leaves a trail of wilted flowers on top of it. Poor Scorch.