Vinnie the Eel had never felt more alive since the moment he was born. He was brimming with so much energy and passion that his first plan of action was to thank his friends.

"Oh pals," he said in his deep gangsters voice. "Thank youse so much! I dunno what ya did, but it feels like Miss Chica just kissed me a thousand times."

"Well," Monica said, bobbing her head. "We all prayed for you. I guess you truly are a demigod if our best wishes can power you."

Captain Abacab waddled over on his bottle of Yo-Ho leg. "It seems matey, that it is not electricity that charges your body, but the light of our prayers!"

Chloe made a gagging noise, but when everyone glared at her, she smirked. "Glad to have you back, sparkypants. The crew ain't the same without your ecstatic demeanor."

Everyone glared at her again. "Oh ho," Ramone scoffed. "Queen Annabell, so you frown on our sappiness, but you just made the most naff pun!"

"Oh youse guys! Never mind da banter" Vinnie cried, tears pouring from his eyes. "You are the bestest friends this hood could ever have."

He reached out and grabbed all of his friends, and there was a loud crackle of static and a blinding white light. Once it stopped, Vinnie realized he had accidentally sent a wave of (thankfully low voltage) electricity through them.

As everyone stood there with frizzed hair and non-plussed expressions, Vinnie gushed. "Oh no, sorry guys! I hope you're okay!"

"I can't feel my face," a smoking Laura cried with her eyes crossed.

Suddenly, Vinnie's ears pricked up as he heard someone creeping away on the sands. He turned around to see Electra, no longer as radiant as she once was attempting to break away from the group.

"Yo," Vinnie cried. "Hold it right there, mama!"

Like she was paralyzed by a shock wave, Electra froze. Vinnie stomped as quick as he could towards her. "After all youse done to us and the chicken people of dis island, you're really gonna leave without saying goodbye?"

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Vinnie grabbed Electra and spun her around. He nearly gasped. Electra's seemingly ageless, creaseless face was now wrinkled and her eyes were dull. They no longer sparkled like emeralds. They still watered with tears. "Don't look at me," she cried. "You zapped me back to ugly!"

Even a murderous gangster of the sea, couldn't help but feel pity for this wretched creature. Especially one that was his mother. "Hey uh...don't worry!" Vinnie exclaimed with a goofy smile. "Dey got a place called Plastic Island where they do all kinds of surgery to fix your face up. It should even work on ex-goddesses!"

Electra slumped to her knees. *No!" she wailed. "It's much too late for me! I feel so powerless without the love of these zealots! Just end me now."

"Geez Louise," Vinnie remarked. "Judging by the waterworks, you really are the goddess of storms!"

Electra did not even make any more audible words. Instead, she screamed a sound that sounded like "kill me!"

"If you mean, kill you, in regular diction" Vinnie said. "Well da answer is 'no way Jose!'"

"But why?!" Electra cried with crystalline eyes. "I nearly fried your friends, tormented an island of sentient chicken natives and killed my own son."

"Almost...killed!" Vinnie said, stopping her. "But it will take more than one thunderbolt to strike this man down!"

Electra was silent, but her lips continued to trembled.

"Truthfully toots," Vinnie said. "I've gots every reason to kill yas. You conceived me outta lust, left me on the side of da road, made me get raised by Miss O'Lini and led me to a life of crime. Youse basically turned me into a monster..."

Electra nodded softly in agreement.

"But..." Vinnie said. "There was that one fateful day. When my friends and I were about to get murdered by Miss O'Lini. And dat bolt came down outta da blue."

His green eyes remained transfixed on her.

"You gotta tell me...why did you send it?"

Electra was at a total loss for words. Everytime a word seemed to form on her wrinkled lips, it seemed to disappear into thin air. "I guess..." she said at last. "It looked like you needed it. You are my son and even I cannot deny that."

Vinnie winked at her. "And dat mama, is why I won't kill you."

"You won't?" she asked.

"Deep down," he said pointing at her chest. "Is someone with da potential to do good. Maybe you aren't that person now, but you can always change."

Electra looked out to the Thunderbawks. "But nobody believes in me now."

"Well den," Vinnie laughed. "I will believe in yous!"

And with his golden glowing body, he embraced his mother. At first, his powers didn't seem to do much, but slowly, Electra began to transform into something else. She now wore a bright white pants suit rather than a black one and she had a halo of electricity atop her head.

"My soul..." she said, touching her cheek. "I feel new again."

"Now..." Vinnie said, surprisingly knowing. "Your soul is clean again! Now you can be a docile goddess of storms."

"Just enough to make the flowers grow!" Electra cried and storm clouds rolled in.

"On no," Ramone muttered. "Not more rain."

But much to their relief, the sun remained in the sky. Rather than another hurricane, the new Electra gave them a sun shower!