[ WP ] You are the greatest hero of them all and have only one weakness : all things that are cute ... and your arch nemesis knows this . That 's why the villain has trained otters for henchmen , adorable puppies constantly nearby etc .

Honduras? Damn him! Damn his evil heart! 
 
 I'd developed my cute-proof goggles for Japan! All the clues he dropped, all the intelligence I was able to acquire - everything pointed to Japan! It made perfect sense, of course; something about the way the Japanese draw their little grumpy cat characters with the eyes that are so close together and ooh! I saw this cute little egg, one time, and it's mouth was do high up and aaaaarrrgg so damn adorable! And then there was that little fat robin that... WAIT! Snap out of it! Curse you, Japan. Why must you make everything so damn pudgy and helpless? 
 
 So my Japan-proof goggles were going to be useless. My arch nemesis was n't even going to be there. He'd set up his hydrogen missile silo in the middle of La Mosquitia. How could I have fallen for his trickery? Now I had no time to fully prepare. Regardless, I ventured forth. 
 
 The battle to reach my nemesis was glorious. His otter henchmen were no match for my electo-shock gloves. When I'd bend down to cuddle them they'd be zapped into unconsciousness. My gloves were n't strong enough to subdue his adorable puppies, but turning up the power any more might kill the otters. In my research I had discovered that nothing scares puppies more that eagle testosterone, and so I slathered myself in the stuff. The only time I ever saw a puppy was a brief glimpse as it sped away yelping. The Kune-Kune Pigs were unexpected, and I spent about five minutes giggling and chasing them around. Of course, I had prepared for such an attack, and my 5-minute-distraction-augmented-reality-visor dropped down, changing the pigs into unwashed sumo loincloths. The power of the visor was nowhere near as strong as the goggles I'd developed for Japan, and I knew the battery was going to run out in less than five minutes. When it did, if I saw those pigs for what they really were, I'd be lost. 
 
 I sprinted towards the main chamber of the missile silo with my visor on. Unwashed sumo loincloths jumped around me, but as the visor's power deteriorated, one loincloth would flicker and briefly become a Robo Hamster, or a Norwegian Forest Kitten, or a panda. Thankfully I made it through everything and came upon my nemesis, who was standing before me, gleefully prancing around a covered cage. 
 
 `` Ah, you've made it further than I thought!'' he giggled. He was wearing a bunny costume, but I tried to not notice it. 
 
 `` I'm here stop you, Snuggles,'' I announced boldly. 
 
 `` Tee hee! Before you try anything funny, perhaps you should feast your eyes on these!'' he cried, whipping the cover off the cage. 
 
 `` My god...'' I murmured. 
 
 Honduran White Bats.
