Author's note: I based the title off of "The Legend of Zorro". Get it? 'Cause he's Spanish! *Crickets* Okay moving right along.

I gave Carlos an older sister because my sister said that Spanish families usually have more than one kid, (no racism intended) and I didn't want Kendall to be the only one with a sibling. So bare with me.

When reading his morning, think of Shrek 2. If you've seen that movie then you'll know exactly which scene I'm talking about. ;)

Disclaimer: I don't own anything.


Chapter 3

La Leyanda de Garcia

(The Legend of Garcia)

He rocked back and forth. *Creak* *Creak* The old chair protested. Back and forth, back and forth. *Creak* *Creak*

"Will you cut that out?" She yelled.

"Heh heh, sorry sis." He said, and ceased his rocking. They sat in silence for a moment. He sister, 11 years old, was on the computer and he was sitting in the chair against the wall, watching her. Then he pushed his lips tight together and, *Pop*. He saw her flinch. *Pop*. She flinched again and he could see the frustration bubbling up. *Pop*.

"Carlos!" She yelled. He sat there quiet. She turned back to the computer and it was quiet again. Then, *Pop*. "Uuuuuugh!" She screamed in frustration. "Papi make him stop!"

Mr. Garcia came into the room then. "Alright what's going on in here?"

"Carlos won't stop bugging me!" She said. Mr. Garcia turned to his son.

"But I'm booooooored!" The 8-year-old whined.

"Why don't you play with your toys?" Mr. Garcia suggested.

"They're boring!" Carlos whined.

"What about some TV?" His dad tried.

"It's boooooring!"

Mr. Garcia sighed, then kneeled down to his son. "Well isn't there something else you could do other than send your sister to the mental hospital for driving her insane?"

Carlos pouted. "She's already insane."

That earned a death glare from his sister. "You want insane? I'll show you insane!" She yelled then charged at him.

But before she got close to him, her dad put an arm out in front of her to stop her. "Alright niƱos, that's enough." He said. Carlos thrusted his tounge out at her, and she retaliated with another death glare.

"Why don't you take them outside?" Mrs. Garcia said as she came around the corner. "It's a beautiful day."

"Can we got to the pond?" Carlos asked enthusiastically.

"That's a great idea!" Mr. Garcia exclaimed. "What about you Alicia? Wanna come skating?"

"No thank you." His daughter said bitterly, then turned back to the computer.

Mr. Garcia shook his head in disappointment, then turned to Carlos. "More ice for us then right son?"

Carlos grinned, nodding up and down. "Yeah!"

"Alright." Mr. Garcia said as he ruffled his sons' hair. "Hurry up and go get ready, we don't want to miss all the ice!"

"Right!" Carlos said and hurried off.


Carlos sat on the cold ground putting his skates on as fast as he could, he wanted to spend as much time on the ice with his dad as humanly possible. As a police chief, his dad was always really busy, so, special one on one times like these were very rare. He was always getting called to duty in the middle of it and would have to leave right away.

Mr. Garcia had finished getting his skates on and turned to his son who was sitting on the ground beside him fumbling with the laces. He smiled at the display and moved in front of him to take over. "There."

"Yay!" Carlos said as he bounced up and started wobbling over to the ice.

"Whoa hold up, not so fast 'Litos." His dad said and grabbed his arm. "Aren't you forgetting something?" He plopped Carlos' helmet on his head and clicked it on.

"Oh yeah." Carlos said blushing.

His dad patted his helmet twice and Carlos beamed. "Never forget this alright buddy?" He said.

Carlos nodded. "I promise." He said. His dad nodded back then they both made their way to the ice.

There were three other kids on the ice already, so Carlos would have to be extra careful. This was his third time skating and he still wasn't the best at it, so he would have to try not to bump into anyone. He was good when his dad guided him, holding his hands, but once Mr. Garcia let go, chaos ensued. Carlos would have no control and fly every which way, usually crashing into a snow mound or a tree. But he always got back up laughing so it was all okay in the end.

Mr. Garcia got on the ice first, then held his hands out for Carlos and started guiding him, skating backwards. Carlos watched his feet carefully while gripping his dad's hands tightly. They moved slowly along the ice, cautiously easing Carlos into the gliding movements. He was wobbly, but he continued moving straight with his legs locked in place and gripping his dad's hands. Mr. Garcia pulled him down the ice, then turned once they felt they were too close to another kid.

"That's it son, just nice and easy." Mr. Garcia said. Carlos was trying to gain a little balance on his own. He started moving his own feet with the motion, mimicking his dad. He slowly straightened his back, standing upright. He wobbled some more but caught his balance. Then, slowly, his dad let go and let Carlos glide across the ice.

"I'm doing it! I'm doing it!" Carlos exclaimed. He slid straight down, stiff as a statue.

"You gotta let loose son, be more flex-Watch out!" He stopped when he saw Carlos slide right into a snow bank. He skated over as fast as he could and helped his son up. "Are you alright Carlitos?"

Carlos was currently lost in his laughter. "That was fun!" He yelled. His dad smiled and chuckled at him.

"That's my boy." He said proudly. They got back into their previous positions, Mr. Garcia leading Carlos down the ice. They skated back to the edge where they first arrived, then turned around to face the ice, the big pond and the three other kids ahead of them.

The other kids were all scattered across the ice, leaving little room for Carlos, so he could tell that they weren't together. The very far end was occupied by a boy skating the width of the pond, going back and forth really fast. The middle was taken up by a kid doing long figure eights. And the boy closest to him was skating in little circles, almost like creating an invisible barrier.

Carlos's dad began leading him straight. Carlos gained some balance, and his dad let go again, letting him glide freely forward, leaving his dad at the edge of the pond. He noticed the kid that was closest to him making bigger circles, and right before his eyes, the circle boy and the figure eight boy in the middle collided! Carlos couldn't hold it back, he laughed so hard that he lost his balance, and he was headed straight for the pair of boys sprawled out on the ice.

"INCOMING!" He yelled, and fell right on top of them. There was a moment of silence, then, they all burst into an uncontrollable fit of laughter. "Ow." Carlos groaned through his laughter as he pushed himself off of the others and into a sitting position on the ice in front of them.

"I second that." The circle boy said as he too positioned himself on the ice to face the other boys.

"Well besides the obvious, is everyone okay?" The figure eight boy asked through his giggles. The others nodded through their own giggles.

"Sorry about that, I'm still learning." Carlos said. "I kinda lost control there for a bit." He rubbed the back of his neck nervously.

"No kidding." Circle boy said sarcastically. He sighed heavily. "I guess, I should've been watching where I was going too. I'm sorry." He said reluctantly to the other boy.

"Right back achya." Figure eight boy said. "I wasn't exactly watching where I was going either. Sorry."

"I'm Carlos! What's your names?" Carlos asked brightly.

"Kendall." Figure eight boy said.

"James." Circle boy said.

"Cool!" Carlos beamed. Then his dad skated over.

"Are you boys alright?" He asked concerned and slightly out of breath from skating so fast to reach them.

The boys nodded, getting up. "Si papi. We're fine." Carlos said. He followed Kendall and James and stood up, pressing a little too hard on his skate and it slipped under him. But before he hit the ground, he felt two pairs of arms shoot out for him, and Kendall and James caught him. "Thanks." He said as they helped him up.

"Hey, no problem." James said and Kendall nodded.

"Papi! This is Kendall and James." He announced as he pointed out his new acquaintances. The boys waved awkwardly with nervous smiles.

"It's very nice to meet you boys. You can call me Mr. Garcia." Mr. Garcia bowed lightly, causing smiles and giggles to break out and any previous awkwardness to wash away.

"Well, since we all have to share the ice anyways, wanna skate together?" Kendall asked.

"Sure!" James shrugged happily.

"Yeah!" Carlos beamed.

They were all about to skate off when Mr. Garcia's phone rang. "Hello? I see. Please hold." He covered the mouth piece and turned to his son. "Think you'll be okay on your own for a bit?"

"Don't worry sir, we'll take care of him." Kendall reassured, already slinging an arm around Carlos' shoulders like they've been friends forever.

Mr. Garcia smiled warmly at the display. "I see my son is in good hands. Have fun boys. I'll be back in a bit." He said. Then he patted Carlos' helmet twice again before he skated off of the ice to take the call.

Carlos beamed as he watched his dad, then turned to his new friends. "Race?" He suggested.

"First one to. . .That tree wins?" James said as he pointed to a tree on the side of the pond near the middle, stopping just before the other boy that was skating at the end.

Kendall skated to it and drew a long line across the ice, then skated back. "You're on!"

The others beamed then took on determined game faces. James mimicked Kendall's "artwork" on the ice where they were standing, marking the start and finish lines. Then they all lined up, Kendall on the right, Carlos in the middle, and James to the left.

"Ready. . ." Kendall started, and they kneeled down on one knee and put their hands out in front of them, track field fashion.

"Set. . ." Carlos said, and they straightened their kneeling leg.

"Go!" James yelled and they were off like the wind, skating straight ahead. They were all neck and neck, then Carlos started to fall behind and it was just Kendall and James. They shot determined looks at each other, then fixed their eyes on their target; the finish line. They reached the line and came to a sudden stop simultaneously and threw their hands up in the air in victory.

"I guess it's a tie." Kendall said once they settled down. James nodded.

"Look out!" Carlos yelled as he sped towards them.

"Carlos stop!" James yelled back.

"I don't know how!" Carlos screamed. James and Kendall had to jump out of the way of the speeding, out of control boy. They got up, shared a worried look, then skated after him.

"Guys! Heeelp!" Carlos screamed. He was going extra fast thanks to the race and he had no control. He wobbled on his straight legs and could only vaguely hear James and Kendall yelling back at him. He looked up and to his dismay, saw that he was headed straight for the other boy on the ice.

"LOOK OUT! AAAAAAAAAAH!"