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By the time they had moved to Hiddenville Max had the harmless super-villain routine down pat. Pranks were an essential part of it, and he had to admit he actually enjoyed
the minor ones. He just didn't enjoy the ones that he could tell actually caused some damage. Seeing his parents struggle with his behavior had briefly made him consider
telling them, and just keeping it a secret from Phoebe. His sister was no idiot though, and his parents were not the best of actors so he just had to make them suffer a little.
It had been hardest when the younger kids started growing up. He really wanted to be their awesome big brother to look up to. Now he had to distance himself to keep
from being a bad role model. It wasn't all bad though he got to learn a lot of questionable useful skills that he would have otherwise not had time for. Like lock-picking,
invention building, and martial arts the normal way without his powers. He had also gotten to know Doctor Coloso which is something he definitely would not have done
otherwise. The whole thing had become pretty routine, so when his parents said they were retiring and moving to Hiddenville he was worried. That meant a shakeup in
routine, no excuse not to make friends more like himself, plus another identity to hide on top of what he was already concealing.
His first day at school where everyone didn't know him as Thunderman's kid or that troublemaker, was actually pretty nice. It was not until day two that he realized just how
much he missed the familiar people of Metroburg. Luckily he didn't need to worry about Phoebe going down a dark path because she missed Metroburg. She had already
made an idiotic, but sweet friend named Cherry. Max was beyond thrilled. It would make his life a million times easier for Phoebe to have a "besty". It would distract her
from what he was doing, and he could get away with more slip ups. It was also helpful to his cause that Cherry seemed so honestly good and innocent, her friendship
would help lead his sister down the right path. His new "lair" in this house was also pretty sweet. Besides the obvious awesome things about it, he had more privacy, and
room to work on his inventions. Not all of them had evil purposes after all he just had to make sure no one, including doctor coloso, saw the things he made that were
meant to help people. It also gave him the technology update he needed to keep an eye on the rest of his family. Part of this was to ensure that Phoebe was not going down
the wrong path, but the rest was to watch over and protect his siblings. He was their big brother after all. The monitors were impossible to hide from Doctor Coloso, so he
explained them away as being a way to find a perfect time for his pranks, as well as a good security system.
The trickiest part of balancing all of this is that he also had to be at mean to Phoebe. This was difficult, because he still thought of her as his best
friend, but if he didn't treat her rough enough she would start to suspect something too rough and he would push her towards the dark side. Watching
her get acquainted with normal life as a teenage girl had been quite entertaining. Discovering Hiddenville had also been interesting. For whatever
reason the super population here seemed to be at zero. Metroburg might be the only city in the world to hold more supers than normal citizens, but still
most town of any size had at least one known super resident hanging around. People here seemed to treat the idea of supers as more distant than the lives
of celebrities they were always chirping about. No one he came across had ever met a super before hero or villain at least not knowingly. He had actually run
into a few people who didn't think they really existed. His villain persona had allowed him to learn a lot of things. The most important of which was that the
most evil people in the world didn't tend to be the over dramatic ones with super powers.