Note: Hey everyone, this is Latias425 here with an OK K.O. story that literally came to my mind when I was sleeping last night (don't ask how my brain works. Weird brain is weird). Anyway, this is a story that will have a ton of family fluff (because I'm just a sucker for that s**t) and stars Carol in her younger years. In case you may or may not know, Carol is my absolute favorite character in the whole show, and especially after watching the episodes Glory Days and Let's Take a Moment, I found that bit of her backstory to be interesting, and I also noticed that she was a lot like K.O. when she was younger. So just last night I got the idea to write a story about her childhood and how she learned the ways of becoming a hero (and also to just write a story about Carol because I love her so goddamn much).
The Path to Becoming a Hero
Chapter 1: The Beginning
It was nighttime in the Kincaid household, and Carol was getting ready to put her son to bed.
"Mommy, can you tell me a bedtime story?" K.O. asked as she tucked him in.
"Of course, Peanut." Carol replied with a smile.
"And this time, I want a story about you. I really like those ones."
"Funny that you mention that, K.O. Sometimes your little adventures remind me of the times when I was a youngster."
"Really? They do?!" K.O. asked as his eyes widened. "Mommy, what was it like when you were young? And how did you become such a great, awesome hero?"
Carol chuckled and rubbed the back of her head. "Well, it's...it's kind of a long story and I don't really know if-"
"Tell me the story! Tell me the story! Tell me the story!" K.O. demanded.
"Well..." Carol thought about it for a moment, and then she sighed. "Oh, alright. Come over here and I'll tell ya." K.O. cheered and he went over and sat on her lap. "I'll tell you the story of how I learned how to be a hero, but of course, we have to start from the beginning when I was just a young'un."
Many years ago in the year 198X, the autumn breeze blew in a small neighborhood and past a small house at the end of it.
Inside the house, a young six-year-old girl with rather messy blonde hair, a blue shirt and overalls, and a gap in her front teeth sat in front of the TV, watching as a superhero fought against a supervillain.
"You look like you could use a cool-down, villain!" the hero shouted as he unleashed his ice breath and froze the villain before picking him up and throwing him into prison.
"Wow..." she gasped with stars in her eyes. Just then, she heard the door open and a tall woman with blonde hair came in.
"Oh, there you are, Carol."
Carol ran over to her mother and hugged her. "Look at me, Mommy! I'm a superhero!" she exclaimed as she puffed up her chest and held up her fist.
"Aw, that's adorable, sweetie pie." Catherine Kincaid smiled as she patted her daughter on the head. "You know, you can go be a superhero by helping Daddy with the groceries."
"Okay, Mommy! I'll go aid my Daddy in the superfood delivery!" Carol exclaimed with a salute as she left to help her father Liam carry the groceries into the house, and Catherine laughed as she watched her daughter leave. Carol was such a precious little girl.
"Wait, that's what it was like when you were young?" K.O. asked. "It all sounds so...different."
"A lot of things were different back then, kiddo." Carol replied. "Now, where was I? Oh yes, when I was little, I told my parents about how much I wanted to be a hero."
Later that night, the family of three was eating dinner.
"Mommy, Daddy, I know what I wanna be when I grow up! I wanna be a hero!" Carol announced.
"But sweetie, you're already such a great hero." Catherine replied.
"Yeah, honey bun, you really help out a lot as a hero." Liam added.
"No, I mean a hero hero! I wanna be a hero that fights bad guys and saves people and does all that cool superpower stuff! Just like Storm Mask!"
"At first my parents thought that I was just being silly with the whole hero stuff, but they soon realized that I was actually very serious about it."
Carol lay down on her stomach in front of the TV, her eyes glued to the screen as she watched her hero Storm Mask deal with yet another villain.
"Another no-good villain down and out." Storm Mask said, and then he turned to the screen. "Now remember, kids. You get caught with a crime..."
Carol put her hand on the TV and said with him, "You get caught in the storm!"
Carol was now coloring a picture on the dining table. She then spotted her father walking by and exclaimed, "Daddy! Daddy! Look at all the pictures that I drew!"
Liam took the drawings from his daughter, and he saw that Carol had drawn several pictures of herself fighting bad guys, stopping a gang from robbing a bank, saving people from a burning building, and posing heroically while a crowd cheered for her.
"Do you like them, Daddy?"
"Uhh...yeah, they're quite...interesting."
"Great! I'm gonna go show Mommy!"
Out in the backyard, Carol put on a red headband and began punching and kicking the air, pretending that she was fighting a bad guy. "Ha, yeah! Take that, villain! Taste the mighty fists of justice!"
Her parents watched from the window in the room. "She's not gonna give it up with this hero thing, isn't she?" Catherine asked.
"I'm afraid not." Liam replied as he shook his head.