This is a cross-over between "The Incredibles" and "Meet the Robinsons." Violet and Wilbur will find out that time-travel can change the destinies of superheros, too. Written in collaboration with CMR Rosa. We do not claim ownership of any of the characters – they belong to Pixar and Disney.

Prelude: Inspiration Failures

Lewis said, "My mother is the only person who ever wanted me. I have to find her, Mildred. And when I do she'll take me back, and we'll be a family again!"

He was up on the roof of the orphanage, where he always went after he failed an adoption interview. He had made a new mark on his tally box: one hundred and twenty-four failed interviews. The Harringtons had been the worst disaster yet. He had nearly killed Mr. Harrington by accidentally spraying him with peanut butter from his jammed PB+J machine, not knowing Mr. Harrington had a peanut allergy.

There wasn't a chance in a million he would get adopted before he turned thirteen, and after he became a teenager his chances were worse than that. Finding his birth mother was his only hope now.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, Lewis. You can't do that. Nobody knows anything about her. Nobody even saw her," said Mildred.

"You're wrong. I saw her, once. It's in here," Lewis said, tapping his head. "I just have to remember."

He looked across the street at a large movie poster for "The Weird West." No inspiration there. He shut his eyes tight and tried to remember as hard as he could. Nothing happened; no images came to his mind at all.

"It's hopeless," he said with a sigh. "I might as well give up. I have no future."

"Don't ever say that," said Mildred. "Someone like you has every hope for a bright future. Just keep moving forward."

Lewis moped through a week of school before there was any ray of hope. Mr. Willerstein, his science teacher, gave him a flyer.

"Inventco Presents: Science Fair. First prize – Apprenticeship with Inventco for one year."

One more chance. If he couldn't have a family, he could still make a future for himself. There wasn't much time left. He would have to do something simple. Maybe he could rework his PB+J machine. It was an impressive invention, as long as it didn't jam and explode again.

His roommate Goob would help. Goob loved peanut butter, and he would be delighted to work on something simple that didn't cut into his sleep and interfere with his baseball games.

A few years later, another boy stood on the roof of the same orphanage. He saw Mr. Incredible race down the block in his Incredicar.

Buddy Pine longed to follow, but there was no way he could catch up. He had been dreaming of becoming Incrediboy, the adopted ward of Mr. Incredible, his sidekick to help him in all his adventures. He had made one wall of his room into a shrine to Mr. Incredible, with a huge poster and all the newspaper clippings he could find.

But to be Incrediboy he had to have something to make himself a real asset. The rocket skates he had tried to make so that he could keep up with his hero were a failure. Buddy was brilliant with machinery, but he just hadn't found the right inspiration.

He heard on the news that night that Mr. Incredible had saved a cat that was stuck in a tree, stopped escaping bank robbers with the same tree, caught a tour bus robber (with the help of Elastigirl), stopped a suicide jumper without causing him any injuries, and caught Bomb Voyage in the act of robbing a bank. All in a day's work for the superhero. After that, Mr. Incredible went off duty for the night. No doubt he had a nice evening lined up in his secret identity, too.

Buddy threw away his Incrediboy costume. It just wasn't going to work. He would have to make his own future without Mr. Incredible.

As Mildred always said, "Keep moving forward."