I'm debating whether to write an alternate ending to the episode 'Momnesia'. I really enjoyed this episode because - I don't know about anyone else - but I felt like it had one of the best set ups for a bunch of bad stuff going down. They built the tension of Droosha going to tell everyone about Guy really well. And you could tell if she actually did that the repercussions would be really bad (and I'm not just talking about the whole family being relocated to the moon). The whole town would hate you, they'd want you to pay for SheZow's damages. Not to mention it'd mess up a whole pile of stuff within the family.
I also liked that they actually wrote a decent story with the storyline 'oops we forgot your birthday but we didn't really we threw you a surprise party after you got all depressed and had a really horrible day'. This is done a lot, and usually it annoys me. Except that in SheZow they actually forgot his birthday, which is a lot more believable. Also, this would have meant finding out that your son was SheZow on that same day that much more sucky.
(And if you can't remember, this is the episode where Droosha finds out Guy is SheZow, and ends up Moming all over the place and convincing Guy that he should reveal his identity to the entire town. At a big party. On the day that was supposed to be his father's birthday, but the whole family forgot. They end up wiping Mom's memory so she doesn't end up revealing SheZow's identity in the nick of time.)
So, this isn't meant to be me going on about how much I liked that episode. I will start a fic below shortly. But I've decided to start writing what would actually happen if Guy hadn't stopped his mother from revealing his identity. Again, I have no idea where this is going. But I will see what sort of response I get and go from there.
Teaser below, please let me know what you think and if you want to see more!
Powering down the city streets in his cruiser, hard rock blaring on the radio, Boxter didn't expect a pleasant end to his birthday. I mean, his whole family had forgotten it! What were they going to do, dash out and buy presents? That wasn't what he wanted from them anyway. The best he could hope for on short notice was an apology.
But he hadn't expected what greeted him when he arrived. "Oh come on," Boxter groaned, shoulders slumping. As he pulled into his street he found cars parked everywhere. All up and down the street, on the curb, on his lawn. He was only just able to squeeze the police cruiser up onto a spare space on his own driveway. Some idiot must be holding a party. Yippee for them.
Steeling himself, reminding himself that he wasn't going to back down - he was going to talk about his feelings, no matter how hard that was - Boxter slipped out of the car and made his way through the house. His family was nowhere inside, so he went through and pushed open the sliding door to the back yard.
Practically the whole town was there. Boxter stalled. Had they pulled that silly 'oops we completely forgot your birthday' thing and then gone and thrown him a surprise party at the end of it all? That didn't make the rest of his day any less depressing. But if they hadn't forgotten, maybe it wouldn't be so bad after all. Maybe he could forgive them.
Droosha was on a podium set up at the end of the yard. Boxter's heart quickened and he almost believed they'd done this for him. Almost. But something wasn't quite right. Droosha was already in the middle of making some announcement. Unless she had impeccable timing, wouldn't she wait for him? He tried to make eye contact but she was caught up in her words. Completely oblivious to him. Boxter's heart sank. And then what she was saying actually registered.
"I'm proud to announce that I, Droosha Hamdon, know the secret identity of SheZow."
Boxter stiffened and felt his hands tense into fists. "About bloody time." At least something would go his way tonight. How the hell Droosha had found out he didn't know but it would be good to finally find out who the little bee was. Oh yeah, even if his wife had forgotten his birthday, giving him SheZow's identity - the ability to actually make the superheroine take responsibility for her mess - that would go miles towards making up for it.
"Ladies and gentlemen," Droosha continued, "SheZow the glamazon superheroine is none other than my son, Guy Hamdon!" And with that she pushed Guy forward. He was dressed to the nines, but he didn't look comfortable. He hesitated, rubbing at his arm and digging in his heels.
"Huh?" For a moment all Boxter could do was stare at her. Stare at his son. Not that either of them noticed him standing there across the yard. Guy was SheZow? No.
"Go on, sweetie…"
Boxter swallowed. "No Guy, don't…"
Guy gave Droosha one last look and she smiled at him. That was enough to boost his confidence. He stepped forward, chest puffed out, flung out his fist and shouted: "You go girl!" And with a swirl of pink transformed into SheZow.
Boxter drew in a sharp breath. He felt like he'd been punched in the guts.
And then chaos erupted.