Hey guys, so they were giving this film on TV today and this idea came to me. What if Syndrome had stolen Jack Jack at the end and raised him to inherit his company and finish what Syndrome had started...the war with Bob Parr and his family.
I closed my book and put it behind my desk. It was 6 o'clock in the afternoon and I was already hungry.
"Open" I said.
The doors ran aside one from each other and let me pass. They closed automatically.
When I came into the kitchen dad was reading the newspapers in the table.
"How was school, champ?" he asked.
"Fine...it was just fine" I stopped to see what he was reading but he threw the newspaper in the trash can, burning it "I didn't know you were already here, how was the office?" I asked him, confused.
"Oh it was okay...just testing some new babies, would you like to see them?"
"Sure" I answered as I served milk in a glass.
"Okay, let's go"
We walked across the house and got to the secret door that was behind a bookshelf and dad said the recognition code.
"Syndrome"
The bookshelf moved to the left and the door showed before us.
"4, 6, 9, 3, 6, 1"I thought.
Dad introduced the password and we came in.
There were a few new inventions in the middle table. One gun that seemed to be a laser or something like that, a hat and a pen.
"What are these?" I asked pointing at the hat and the pen.
"Oooh, you like these?" he chuckled.
He grabbed the pen and pushed a hidden button in the tip. A knife came out from where the ink was supossed to be stored.
"Simple but useful, don't you think?" he asked.
"Yeah, I guess"
Next he grabbed the hat and put it in his head.
"Now try to push me" he ordered.
"What?"
"Trust me"
I slightly pushed him and a sort of defense mechanism gave me a little but aggressive shock that burned my fingertips.
"Hey!" I shouted.
"Haha, don't worry" he said and took a tiny bottle from his pocket.
He smeared a strange concoction on my fingers and these healed almost immediately.
"You know nothing's gonna hapen while I am aroung, right Sean?"
"Yes, I know, dad"
Perhaps my dad wasn't affective all the time, but he loved me and I loved him. He was a good person and I knew it. No one could deny it.
Well, hope you like it and review. I'll try to upload chapters if this works. See ya soon.