Now, the minions have been sent off to capture more heroes and heroines for her, with Nanny Contrary transforming Hawkgirl into Trickybelle, her personal fairy companion, and Girl Scout targeting Batgirl. Nary Black,  dim as a flickering bulb, ever out of tune but always perfectly and discordantly hypnotic had a more clever plan by far. "So," She monologued into her selfie-pointed phone, pink and bedazzled, just like her, "while all of those other losers go off and make people just like them, I'm going to make someone just like the boss. Hashtag lit Hashtag YOLO Hashtag NaryAWorry!" She was clever, like a canary, but only in less than three-hundred characters.

Pink and Pleather shouldn't go with her stockings, but there she was, in a tubetop, standing on the beach, eyes and hair pink as could be and humming, horrifically, down into the water. She'd launched a justice league alert not long before and figured someone would be drawn up soon. 

Her wish was granted, for after a minute of humming and driving the local aquatic life hopelessly insane, the water rippled and Mera, Queen of Atlantis, burst through. Her red hair glistened as she stood upon the gasped at the transformed figure before her. "Dinah?"

"Nary." The popstar put her hands upon her hips and jutted her chest out. She popped her bubble gum loudly and Mera almost fell over into the water. "You're just what the doctor ordered, fish girl. Now listen up. Private performance, streaming from my lips to your minnow mind."

There was not enough autotuning in the world to fix the noise that came out of Nary Black's mouth. There were not enough thesauruses or monkeys with typewriters to make the lyrics less inane, but there it was and there they were. Mera was helpless as the sound hit her.

"Time to listen to what I say and hear what I mean,

It's time to knock you down a peg you washed up queen.

You'll find that your new goal in life is to serve and to clean!

For Mighty Maid is now your wicked Trap Queen!

Mera no-more. Time for Mer-Maid to uh... preen!"

She, after painfully rhyming queen with queen, lifted her finger up to snap three times and popped her gum again. Mera, with her control over water itself, started to form bubbles, her clothes dissipating and being replaced by them. "Change for Princess Nary, loser. Hashtag StepfordAriel!"

What remained was bubble-covered beauty, the bubbles having become an apron AND a fake mermaid tail. She used her control of the water to move about with a constant wave. Her hair was made up like she was a 50s housewife. "However might I serve you, darling?" She batted her eyelashes for her new master.