Chapter 2
33 years later
Wilbur had just beaten his high score in his chargeball game. It was no surprise to him because he always beat his high scores.
"Wilbur, dinner's ready." called his mother Franny on the speaker.
"Yea mom." he replied.
He left his room and headed for the dining room. What was going to happen tonight he thought. Dinner was always the craziest time at the Robinson household, something different and crazy always did happen like mom and uncle Gaston having a meatball fight or Aunt Billie accidentally running over the table with her oversized toy train. Well his family wasn't what you would call the normal type anyway, his mother taught frogs music, Uncle Gaston liked to shoot himself out of canons, Grandpa bud for some reason liked to wear his clothes on backwards and his father Cornelius Robinson was the founder of their time, inventor extraordinaire. The list goes on.
Dinner was not how he expected it to be, it went perfectly normal. 'hmmm odd' he thought.
"So Wilbur how you doing in school?" asked his mother
"Oh…uh…great." he lied
He hadn't been doing well in school lately and had been to afraid to tell his family about his bad grades. Everyone expected him to be like his father, come on he wasn't a genius like him. Suddenly his father came in with a concerned look on his face.
"Look I will be busy for the next few days and I don't want to be disturbed." he gave a stern look at Wilbur when he said 'disturbed'.
'He still doesn't think I'll do something stupid again like the time machine incident, does he'. you'd think after three months you would let go, but apparently not. Wilbur was 14 now and he thought that he should've been forgiven now.
After dinner, Wilbur thought he would go to bed early. His room was right next to his dad's laboratory and he was able to here him talking to someone on the phone.
"Try everything. This girl is still alive I can feel it. We have to get her out." was all Wilbur managed to hear. So it wasn't an important invention, it had was about some girl. Why was she so important?
The next day Cornelius left early and didn't even have breakfast. After breakfast Wilbur headed to his father's lab, where he thought he might find some answers to what his father was up to. Sadly he had no success. All he found were a few sketches of inventions and some blueprints. He tried to ask C.A.R.L, but he didn't have any answers either. He was at a lost. Wilbur thought he might as well just leave it, it didn't concern him in the first place. So for the rest of the day he played on his chargeball game. 'maybe later I'll go on the Protectosphere. He really wanted to talk to Lewis (the younger version of his dad), but the time labs security had been doubled so breaking in would be completely impossible.
Cornelius arrived at an old abandoned warehouse. Nothing was more important than trying to save this girl's life. According to his research he learnt that this girl was Invisigirl, a super which was one of those people who were born with extraordinary abilities that normal people would only dream about. He also learned that her alter ego was Violet Parr. She was a girl who had disappeared over thirty years ago and now he had found her cryogenically frozen in time. He approached the freezer and examined it, looking for a way to open it. He had found the control panel and he fixed and rearranged some of the wires. The door suddenly opened and he luckily caught the unconscious girl in time before she hit the floor. It was a success she was still alive.
Over the next few days Wilbur hardly saw his father. 'I know I said I would let it go, but now it is going to far.' Enough had been enough, his curiosity was getting the better of him. He had to know what his father was up to and if no one was going to tell him, he would somehow find out himself. Wilbur walked to his room and used his lev platform to get to the second floor of his room where his bed was. He laid and thought 'this is not how I would want to spend my last week of vacation. Tomorrow I will get to the bottom of this, I swear I will.'