The Secret Life of the Backyard Kids 2: Summer Vacation
Adrian Sanchez had a dream one night. He dreamt that Pablo was painting a billboard to say "Batman ripped off Zorro."
"Pablo, we're not going to fight about this. Batman never ripped off Zorro."
"Then how come he saw the Zorro movie the night his parents died and he decided to become Batman?"
Adrian facepalmed, then went inside and woke up.
Meanwhile, his nephew, Jorge Garcia was wearing his cape, hat, and mask while running around Bricksfield.
"Talking in Your Sleep" played in the background.
He was fighting a blonde, pretty-boy evil genius known as the Blonde Icicle. Once he got to his house, he whipped out some taekwondo on his bodyguard babes, zipped his way into his room, where the Ice Machine that was sending Bricksfield into an ice age was, ripped off all the skateboarding and rock star posters in his room.
Then he sung and played "Mister Sandman" on guitar-he had a rather deep voice not suited for the song-in his room, with the door locked. (He could sing it well when he was little though.)
"Okay, dude! I was bored and sweaty! Summer just started!"
But Jorge didn't listen.
He then threw his guitar on the ground.
"If you're bored, why don't you ask your mother if you could go on vacation?"
"Clever idea…" he thought.
"Boy, that stunk. Was that a guy or a goose singing?" said Dmitri.
"That was guy," said Reese.
"How could you tell?"
"A goose sings better."
They laughed.
A girl named Lola was staring at them, and turned her head to the camera.
"Hey there! I'm Lola, Jorge's butler's niece. He named me after the Kinks song. Just like Jorge, I like to save lives and kick butt, but unlike him, I don't have any superpowers. Oh well, I'm doing the best with what I've been given, have I not?"
She was wearing a multicolored shirt and a short black skirt.
"Now, my friend Jorge is a rather skinny kid with a nice mop of short black hair who dresses up like Zorro to fight crime and stuff. He has this pudgy friend named Dmitri."
His friend Tony was there, and he was wearing a silver vest with a purple shirt.
"There's also another person. She's a pretty blond girl named Sam. But the real star here is Jorge."
She paused, and her voice went from perky to solemn and serious.
"Now, Jorge is a tall, fit, good looking young man. He got straight-A's in school, practiced piano, and knew both English and Spanish well. He was the best dressed boy at his school and had a lovely smile. However, he had a dark side as well.
In September of last year, he got magical powers. One day, he faced a giant cat, and could have faced serious injury had he not morphed into a panther that day. Unfortunately, said transformation took a toll on him. On the plus side, he had increased strength, stealthiness, speed, and agility. On the negative side, he had increased anger and aggression, one day he threw his friend Dmitri through a wall in anger (no one saw) after he revealed his secret.
Tiffany was also transforming him back to his panther state, whether he liked it or not, but was unsuccessful, and was later turned into Jell-O pudding for being so evil. Yes, really."
Lola went back to cheering on Jorge.
That evening, Angela was talking with her family.
"So, we're having a Batman Beyond marathon, are we not?" said Michael, the oldest of the five.
"Yes we are!" said Tony.
Suddenly, the phone rang.
"It's Jorge!" said Tony.
Angela squealed with delight, then ran to the phone.
"Hiiii, Jorge!" she said in a cutesy little-girl.
"Hello, Angela. I've been wondering if you'd like to go to a party-"
"Yes I would!"
"-that my father is having. Wow, I wasn't even able to finish my sentence," he said.
"Angela had to choose between a Batman marathon and Jorge. She doesn't really like Batman, but she loves Jorge. What did you think she would choose?" said Colton.
Everyone stared at him.
"Oh, so no one thinks that Angela likes Jorge? Not one of you believes Angela likes Jorge?"
Angela went to the party the next day.
Jorge went up to sing a song called "At Last!" It was so beautiful that a lovesick Angela fell over and practically fainted.