Home of the PseudoPhriends

It was what you might call a semi-normal day at the apartment of the pseudo-phriends. It was like any other Saturday morning, except for the fact that the hot water was no longer running. Now if you people out there have any understanding of what that’s like, then you already know that this is a recipe for Disaster! Though our staunch band of quasi-heroes did not know it at the time, nor would they know until it was too late that sinister forces were at work to shift the balance of power as we know it.