"Why are آپ helping me? I thought that آپ hate me." He didn't answer. We started running, but my leg ached. "Oh crap! I totally forgot about my leg. I guess I will fly instead of-" He picked me up. "Butch, I can still fly, آپ know!"
"Not with that leg, your not, Buttercup. آپ are injured too badly." What I still wonder is why he is helping me. Then he said, "By the way, I'm now the Green Wonder."
"Wait, what?!" I had so many سوالات to ask him, but I didn't ask. It would be rude if I did. "I'm guessing that آپ have changed, haven't you?"
"Yes, I have. I know he's your uncle and all, but why does he want you?"
"He کہا that I'm the dust of light, some ذریعہ of good. Something like that." Then I decided to ask him. "Bu- I mean, Green Wonder, are آپ still a Rowdyruff?"
"Well, Buttercup, in this form I'm not. In my other form, I am. Then he showed me his compact belt.
