Hello, my name is Susanna Ellows,

Recently I was given the job to interview all highly recognized supers about one specific topic. Using this data I am suppose to write a one page report on it. The task seemed nearly impossible until one thought that had been bothering me pretty much made this task possible. Now the only problem was asking these specific supers without…insulting or annoying them. Plus I had to find the right ones to ask, I had to be sure they were worded correctly. No one was too sure about who we were going to target.

So I sought out my first man, Mister Incredible.

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'Thank you for coming Mr. Incredible, I hope this interview doesn't conflict with your job.'

I was obviously nervous, but trying to hide it behind my poker face; then again I never was too good at poker.

'I like answering the common people's questions, they look up to me, and so I try to…satisfy them.'

Mr. Incredible had this feeling to him; it made him….like a lovable guy. Keep in mind that I'm happily married by the way.

'Okay, so your agent has informed you about the…questions correct?'

'…Yes.'

'Okay Mr. Incredible…so….When did you learn about your powers?'

The look on his face was intense; he repeated the question then quickly snapped his fingers.

'It was in November…my freshman year of high school….'

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It was hot, very hot. Though that was not too abnormal for the average day in sunny Metroville, California. Every freshman eyed that navy blue and yellow varsity jacket, but I was the only one not allowed to ever, ever, have one. I had started school late, being a good year older than most guys in my grade, but my birthday was late so…what did you expect? My parents didn't believe in entering me into school early….but besides the point, November, hot, freshman year. Ya got that part?

All my life I just thought I was a klutz. Everything I touched broke; my wooden toy truck, army men, Lincoln logs, even a highly durable plastic army station model could support that fact. Yet, I always broke stuff. I always thought it was odd, but my mom told me it was due to my clumsiness, so I didn't really question it. I accepted my life as a Bull in a China shop. So of course on the first day of school I was prepared. I had bandages, twenty pencils, lots of paper, two calculators, five book covers, and three locks for my locker. Sure I may have looked like the common nerd, but I always had this passion for sports. Not saying that nerds can't play sports or anything…am I going off topic.

'A bit Mr. Incredible…'

Sorry about that then. Anyways you pretty much know that I'm a nerd in high school trying to be a football player, or baseball. I really didn't mind going out for either. So the first thing I do is seek out Couch…let's call him Coach K. He gave me this look, though he admired my height and body composition he wasn't too keen on my status. Shouldn't players be picked off of skills, not social status!? But…I can't really blame him now; I was known as the Bull. But he finally accepted my plea to go out for football, telling me to join up with the other freshman for Junior varsity tryouts. Even though I was built like the Varsity players, Coach K refused to put a freshman on his Varsity team, he refused most sophomores too.

I'm good with time…well I was good at time back then. I came right on the dot, my clock read four o' two, but it was three minutes too fast. I saw fifteen other guys…fifteen, that wasn't enough men was it? I wasn't going to question it, all the more chances to get a spot on the team right?

'I see where you're coming from Mr. Incredible'

Exactly Misses Ellows.

It started off like normal, he measured how many sit ups and pushups we could do and how long we could run. Tout resting heart rate, maximum heart rate and body composition, and then we had to do pull-ups. Now eight guys went before me, so I expected the bar to be somewhat sweaty…which I wasn't looking forward to. The air already smelt of must so, I wanted to end these tryouts as fast as I could. So I grabbed the bar anyways. And I was right…sadly. We were supposed to do as many as we could in a minute, starting at the whistle. I zoned out a bit once I noticed the cheerleader tryouts were there too. But that loud, annoying whistle had snatched me back into reality. I exhaled deeply then tried pulling myself up.

'And it didn't work?'

It wasn't from weakness though Misses Ellows.

Once I pulled down on that bar it simply bended where my palms were. The couch was wide eyed, and so was I.

'You never did pull ups before this Mister Incredible?'

Of course I had, well now that I remember I never really did. I never did much of anything I was just…naturally built. My father was an old war sergeant and made me do drills sometimes but…I never really worked out. I just survived off protein and high metabolism. But I wasn't at home then, I was with Coach K and those other fifteen boys looking wide eyed. I heard the coach sigh heavily. Then he murmured something and grabbed my arm. Hen asked me one life-changing question.

"Do you want to go out for Varsity boy?"

A/N: This idea popped in my head ever since the second chapter of Not so super anymore. I'll describe how people reacted, found out, etc. their powers. We all know how it is for Dash and Violet, but what about the first generation of supers?

I will be continuing Mr. Incredible's interview, but I don't know if I'll do the other fmous supers, I might try doing not-really-mentioned supers. I really want to try Thunderhead. :)