Chapter 1: WHAT WOULD YOU BE?

It was a gorgeous night in Bumblyburg. The stars and moon shone brightly; not a cloud in sight. LarryBoy usually patrolled the city alone, but tonight was the night he remembered he hadn't seen the League of Incredible Vegetables since Dr. Flurry's second attack. It had been a few years ago, but it felt like forever to LarryBoy. He and the League were so close - well, their secret identities were, anyway, and they hadn't gotten to spend much time together since becoming League members (which was in June 2011).

Feeling a bit lonely, he decided to call Alfred, to see if he could talk him into making an exception to a very important League rule. Unfortunately, after LarryBoy explained the problem, Alfred ended up reminding him of what that rule said -

"You can only see the League when another League member needs their help - like you needed their help when battling Dr. Flurry."

"But Alfred, I really miss them," LarryBoy argued. "Why can't we just see each other whenever we want?"

"Because Editor Bob, Baker Lunt, News Reporter Petunia, and Junior have jobs to do. When they show up as the League and ask 'What's the emergency?', am I supposed to tell them, 'LarryBoy just wanted to see you guys again'? I am not going to contact them just now. You'll thank me in the end, Master Larry. Cheerio!"

That had been that. LarryBoy sniffed, ready to let the tears come. Boy, he missed his friends, and Alfred wouldn't give him a chance to see them! All of a sudden, he heard something land on the roof behind him.

"You ok, LarryBoy?" a familiar voice asked.

LarryBoy immediately whirled around. He couldn't believe his eyes. Standing in front of him was ThingamaBob. A split second later, S-Cape appeared. Then Vogue. Then Ricochet. LarryBoy shook his head and looked again. Was the League really, truly there?

"Somebody pinch me," he said.

Ricochet hurried up to him and gave him a quick pinch.

"YOUCH!" LarryBoy cried out.

As Ricochet ran back to his place (so as to escape the wrath of LarryBoy), LarryBoy calmed down and stared at the veggies in front of him with shock. No doubt about it - the League was there.

"B-b-but - I… I thought we could only see each other when we needed each other's help!"

"You did need our help," S-Cape commented.

Ricochet couldn't help but add, "Alfred called us earlier and told us he made an 'exception' to the rules tonight."

"That's right," Vogue chimed in. "He noticed you were getting lonely without us, so he called us to come and see what we could do for you."

Then, ThingamaBob said, "LarryBoy, you don't normally patrol the city without your LarryPlane. Where is it?"

LarryBoy admitted, "It needed an oil change, so I can't use it until tomorrow night."

It was when he said that sentence that he figured out why the League had come - Alfred had secretly requested that the League come and help him patrol the city while he changed the LarryPlane's oil!

Before LarryBoy had time to say anything else, Ricochet all of a sudden said, "Last two to stand on their heads have to patrol the north side of town!"

Immediately, Ricochet, S-Cape, and ThingamaBob turned upside down and landed on their heads. Vogue and LarryBoy weren't able to turn upside down in time. Why? They'd bonked each other on the head when trying to do so.

"Huh," ThingamaBob said. "It looks like LarryBoy and Vogue are patrolling the north side of town. I call the south end!"

With that, ThingamaBob used his utility belt to zip off to the south part of town.

"I call west," S-Cape said before using his jetpack to fly off in that direction.

"East for me," Ricochet said. He ricocheted toward the east, leaving LarryBoy and Vogue all alone.

"Well," LarryBoy said, rather nervously, "shall we?"

Vogue nodded, looking equally as nervous. She spread her wings as he shot one of his plungers and took off. The League members continued to patrol for the next few hours. Soon, in the north part of town, LarryBoy and Vogue landed on a rooftop, ready for a small break. After a few seconds, they spoke this sentence simultaneously -

"I'm bored."

They turned to face one another almost immediately; their eyes wide with surprise. Was it because they had spoken at the same time for the third time that night? No. It was because they had said they were bored.

"Why are you bored?" Vogue asked LarryBoy. She didn't see any reason for him to be bored.

LarryBoy sighed and said, "I'm tired of being LarryBoy. D-don't get me wrong, it's fun and all, but after all this time, I…" He sighed again before finishing. "I guess I want to be something… different for a change."

Vogue blinked with even more surprise. However, she regained her composure and admitted, "That's how I feel… about being Vogue."

"Hang on," LarryBoy said. "I've been LarryBoy for 21 years now, I think. You've only been Vogue for 4 years. Why are you bored?"

"What can I say? Fashion changes," Vogue replied casually.

Okay. Now that makes sense. She is a fashionista, after all, LarryBoy admitted to himself in his thoughts.

"Hey, may I ask you something else?" LarryBoy asked sheepishly.

Vogue nodded before LarryBoy asked this question: "If you had the choice to be a different superhero, what would you be?"

She shrugged and said, "I never really thought about it before, but I'd have to say… a ladybug."

That seemed fitting to LarryBoy. After all, she did like ladybugs.

"How about you?" she asked him. "What kind of superhero would you be?" "Dog," he replied immediately. "Or maybe a cat," he added quickly when he remembered Vogue liked cats.

Hmmm. I'm more of a kitten veggie. Well, kittens are baby cats, so I won't complain, Vogue thought.

LarryBoy and Vogue wanted different superhero identities, and they thought they were the only two to hear this desire. Boy, were they wrong. Unbeknownst to them, ThingamaBob, Ricochet, and S-Cape had finished their part of the patrol, and had sneaked over to the north part of town. It gets worse than this, though. When the group of three had found LarryBoy and Vogue, they weren't the only ones eavesdropping on their conversation… ThingamaBob had called Alfred and was letting him watch the whole thing live. The whole League knew about LarryBoy and Vogue's desires.