Please don't expect updates this frequently ever again, I'm making this a special occasion since the finale was tonight (well, last night considering it's 12 am lmao) and it's just hitting me.

Anywho, I personally liked the finale—mostly the trio's ending, but I'll still probably watch Danger Force to keep up with the Lore lol.

Speaking of lore, I added my own personal headcanons to this story—something to make sense of the complete inaccuracy the writers did to Ray's superpowers. This is the chapter where they really start coming in. Idk if the science is too accurate, but it's whatever.


Henry stumbled into the Mancave fifteen minutes later, and was immediately tackled by Jasper and Charlotte.

"What happened out there!?" They both exclaimed, ignoring their friends look of complete and utter surprise.

"W-wha...how do you know the weird thing happened?" He asked, pressing his fingers to his temple in discomfort and nearly collapsing on the couch.

Charlotte handed Henry a bottle of gatorade while Jasper sat down next to him. "It's all over the Internet." Charlotte explained as the teen gulped down the entire liter in less than a minute.

Said blond would have done a spit-take, but he was too worn out to do it. So instead his eyes just bulged as if they wanted to jump out of his head.

"What?!"

"Yeah, Piper posted the interview like right after you left; it's already got, like, 20,000 hits." Jasper said, pulling up his phone and going to the nearest safari page. "Me and Charlotte are betting whether or not it makes it into the Top Trending list."

The coca skinned girl slapped Jasper in the back of the head, before handing Henry a bucket of chicken pucks. "What Jasper meant to say was 'gee Henry, are you okay? What happened, would you like to explain what the camera didn't capture?'"

Henry swallowed a piece of chicken, before giving his friends a confused look. "What do you mean the camera didn't capture it? The tree fell right in front of it!"

Charlotte pressed her lips into a thin line. "Well yes, technically it should have captured it, but it didn't."

Henry quirked an eyebrow. "What? That's impossible."

"We slowed it down frame by frame. There's nothing captured that shows the tree falling. It's just like—a before and after picture." Charlotte deadpanned, pulling up the video on her tablet and showing Henry the two frames.

The teen squinted in confusion at the images; Jasper snuck a piece of chicken out of his bucket. "That makes no sense!" Henry exclaimed, grabbing the tablet from Charlotte and flipping back and forth between the two images, "Since everything but me and the tree slowed down to a near crawl, shouldn't this first frame have the tree falling?"

Charlotte's brow furrowed, and she cupped her head in her hands in utter embarrassment. "Okay, first off I'm just going to ignore your complete misunderstanding as to how cameras work, and second off...I don't think that the world slowed down."

Henry scarfed down another chicken puck before turning to his friend. "What do you mean?"

Jasper and Charlotte shared a look, one that the last teen in the room could only register as concern, before Schwoz hustled into the room.

"Great, you're back! Have you told Henry about his superspeed yet?"

There were groans from both Jasper and Charlotte as they turned to the genius in anger. "Well now we did!" Jasper exclaimed. Henry's only response was to stare in shock.

"My what!?" He yelled, and attempted to stand up—but only succeeded in falling back into the couch as his legs were the equivalent of two soggy noodles.

Schwoz tapped on his tablet a bit, before handing his lab results over to Henry, who snatched it from his hands and scrolled through them.

'Diagnosis: Superspeed' was staring straight at him in large letters in what would be a comical way in literally any other situation.

Henry stared at the words for a whole minute, processing what it meant, before looking back up at the other three in the room, who were looking at him in a mixture of concern and fear.

"Wha...why am I getting superspeed?" He asked, voice cracking a bit.

"Hyper Motility in its true definition is really just an underdeveloped form of Superspeed." Schwoz started, taking the tablet back from Henry.

"Getting just Hyper Motility in itself is a very tedious process and requires experts. When we hired Schwabbit and Kooschtello, we thought they knew what they were doing. Apparently they did not. Waste of 200 dollars…" The genius grumbled.

Henry just gaped for a minute, Charlotte and Jasper thought he might have gone into shock. The blonde continued staring at Schwoz until Jasper waved a hand frantically in front of his face, then he shook his head.

"W-Wait hold on: so how did my Hyper Motility turn into superspeed?!" He asked. Schwoz shrugged.

"Puberty." He answered outright. "Schwabbit and Kooschtello were supposed to add an enzyme to the mix of poisons so that the powers and hormones caused by puberty would repulse one another, but apparently they did not."

Henry groaned, rubbing his hands over his face, and leaned back in the couch. He was exhausted, hungry, dehydrated, and felt like crap all because of some form of-of…

"So you're saying all of these things that are happening to me is some sort of Super Puberty?" Henry complained.

Charlotte shrugged. "More or less." She snorted.

Henry groaned again, hands still covering his eyes. "Great. You know, most teenagers only have to go through one embarrassing change in their adolescence."

"Most teenagers also don't fight crime on a daily basis." Charlotte chastised, bringing the blond another drink.

Henry begrudgingly accepted the bottle, and hid a pout by taking a long sip.

He thought while he was drinking.

Superspeed. He was developing superspeed. As in like Sonic-the-fucking-Hedgehog superspeed. This was just great.

"So the video didn't capture the tree falling, not because the whole world was moving slower, but because Henry was moving faster?" Jasper clarified, looking up from a text on his phone. Charlotte nodded.

"It makes sense. And because you were moving so fast"—she turned back to Henry mid-sentence—"the rest of the world just seemed like it slowed down."

Henry's brow furrowed, and he slumped onto the table in front of him. He fiddled with the half empty water bottle for a bit. "But everything around me was slower than the first time. By a good half percent…"

"That is expected. You probably will not reach your full potential until next month." Schwoz said. Henry raised an eyebrow at the genius.

"It'll only take that long?" He asked, Charlotte nodded, sitting down next to her friend.

"'Super Puberty', as you called it, kinda works like how super babies develop. It doesn't take that long. So we think the worst part of this month will be the first week and a half. It should die down after that."

Henry stared at the coca-skinned teen in bewilderment. She broke eye contact after a few seconds and tapped away on her tablet, as Jasper stole another chicken puck.

"And...how do you guys know this?" Henry asked. Schwoz picked at a hangnail.

"When Ray was hit with his dad's Invention, he was only eight. Before he hit puberty, only his outer body was indestructible. He was still able to get poisoned by things he ingested." The genius explained; the three teens widened their eyes—not even Charlotte had known that.

"It was not until puberty that his molecular density turned into true indestructibility. That is why he does not need to breath or be careful about poisons today."

Henry shoved another piece of chicken into his mouth, deep in thought. It was good that this power surge thing would only last about a month…but on the downside, he would have to suffer through whatever the next four weeks would put him through, no matter how difficult.

"Is there any way we can make the symptoms...less harsh?" He asked, he didn't think he could handle feeling starving for the next month. He didn't even want to know the other side effects.

Schwoz was shaking his head before Henry even finished the sentence. "If there is anything we can do, only Ray would know." He explained, "We cannot give you medicine or sedatives to stop the side effects—that would never allow you to gain control of your powers. You almost faint every time your superspeed activates, correct?"

Henry nodded, as if he had just been asked a normal, non-life-changing question.

Schwoz made a hand motion that said 'you just proved my point'. "If we got you some medicine—if any existed—that would happen every time you tapped into it. You need to build up stamina."

Henry groaned with a roll of his eyes. "Then let's call Ray and get him back in here so he can at least take some pressure off my shoulders! I don't think I can deal with this and fighting crime alone at the same time…"

He was met by exclamations of 'no!' from both Schwoz and Jasper. The blonde turned to his friend in surprise.

"Sorry, Henry, but Ray hasn't gotten a true vacation in over two years." Jasper exclaimed, concerned for his role model's health. "He needs to relax for the two weeks we gave him."

"Yeah, and in case you do not remember, I was the one who had to drive him up to the airport and make sure he got on the plane!" Schwoz said, "He already refuses to leave Swellview alone as it is, it was a miracle he did not jump out of the plane already!"

Charlotte piped up then, defending Henry. "But it's situations like this that give Ray anxiety about leaving town in the first place! They're all completely logical fears, as we can tell," she emphasized, gesturing to Henry, "and he has the right to know about it, especially if he's the only one that can help us."

Henry nodded in approval, and Schwoz and Jasper grumbled as they realized the girl's point.

Charlotte waited until the two stopped complaining, before pulling out her cell. "I'm going to call Ray, alright? Anybody have a problem with that?"

Both Jasper and Schwoz raised their hands. Charlotte sighed.

"Is anybody going to try and stop me?" She asked, a dangerous undertone edging its way into her voice.

Both of her opponents begrudgingly lowered their hands.

Charlotte let out a huff. "Good." She then brought the phone to her ear, and waited for Ray to pick up.

...and kept waiting. And waiting.

She dialed again. And kept waiting.

...and waited some more.

And it wasn't until her fifth unsuccessful call that she finally shut it off in a fit of annoyance.

"Okay, why isn't he picking up?"

Jasper blinked. "Oh, because we picked a vacation spot for him that doesn't have access to any internet or cell service." He explained in a chipper tone, not having connected the dots.

The faces both Charlotte and Henry gave the remaining two in the room were almost identical looks of 'are you fucking serious'.

Charlotte stuttered for a minute, before pinching the bridge of her nose. "And why, would you do that?" She asked, trying to remain calm.

"Because we did not want to tempt him to look at a news app or call us every five minutes." Schwoz answered bluntly. "He would overreact and call the entire thing off if there was so much as a mugging in the park."

Charlotte and Henry continued to fuel their anger, but the former eventually let out a sigh.

Jasper and Schwoz's thought process wasn't supposed to inconvenience them. They couldn't have predicted this situation any more than Ray could have predicted Henry would be the one he hired three years ago. They were just using their heads to make sure Ray got some well-needed rest.

"I guess we can't be mad at you… but that doesn't mean we can't be salty."

Henry and Charlotte shared a look, before turning back to Jasper and Schwoz with identical devious smirks. "Ray'll be pissed about it though."

They got some satisfaction at watching the blood drain from both of their faces.

"M-maybe we could...write a letter to him." Schwoz squeaked. "It probably will not get to him in time, but at least we can say we tried to tell him."

There was a bout of silence as the four in the room thought back and took time to process the conversation that had just happened. It was interrupted by Henry's stomach growling.

"...I will get on that letter." Schwoz said, turning around to look for paper and a pen.

"And I," Henry stretched, standing up slowly, "will get on that food." He said, heading towards the autosnacker.

Charlotte and Jasper shared a knowing look.

Henry used humor and denial to deal with his problems. He minimized the situation as a way to stop thinking about them in seriousness, and now that the initial information had come to pass, his tells were taking over his posture like a ghost possessing a body that wasn't theirs.


Thanks for reading, or whatever.

What did you think of the finale?

"So I successfully slept through both breakfast and lunch, and my dinner so far has consisted of: a small glass of Hawaiian Punch, six fruit roll-ups, and three packs of all red gushers. I- I feel like the PH of my stomach is negative 5000, but at the same time I feel like if I peed on something, it would dissolve like acid, so. Life's a give and take. God gives, and he taketh away." — shwunky_dunktrunk/TikTok