Well, the adoption papers for young Daniel Junior were signed and Larry picked up the young man, taking him back to his enormous mansion. But Junior was still somewhat bored with being there—the novelty of being adopted by a rich man had run out, it seemed—so Larry set out to fix that.

"Hey son!" Larry called to Junior one such day.

Junior was simply alone in his new room that day, reading comics atop his bed.

"Yes Larry—er, dad?" Junior called back.

"Could you come on down here with me, please?" Larry asked. "I've got something very exciting to show you!"

"Okay.." Junior replied, following Larry.

The little asparagus and tall cucumber had reached a hidden room. From the inside, Larry pressed a button, revealing an elevator that opened behind a bookshelf.

"I'm not just a rich guy ya know.." Larry told the young man.

"What do you mean?" Junior asked.

"In my spare time I like to do things rather...heroically." Larry winked.

Pretty soon, the elevator stopped inside a large, dark cave. Lights came on as soon as the two exited, also revealing a large set of monitors, along with the Larry-Mobile.

Junior recognized this vehicle, and when he did, his little heard just about stopped.

It all made sense, now.

"Wait..." Junior said. "So let me get this straight, YOU'RE LARRYBOY?!"

"E-yup!" Larry replied, confident.

"As in, the guy that took down the Bad Apple-kinda Larryboy?" Junior asked, feeling rather skeptical. "The same Larryboy that killed the Rumor Weed?"

"One and the same, m'boy, one and the same." Larry replied again.

"I...don't believe it." Junior said. "You're just a billionaire who can afford to make this cave look like the Larry-Lair."

"Would you think I'm just "some millionaire" if I told you I had the ENTIRE JUST-US VEGGIES WITH ME?! C'mon out guys! Junior, I'd like to introduce you to...Iron Bob..."

A tomato dressed in red and gray armor flew onto the ground by use of a jet pack. He appeared to be...some sort of cyborg?

"He created this suit using nothin' but some tin cans and a mother board from an Apple Mac!" Larry replied. "Plus, he's super rich, like me!"

"Oh you got THAT right." A yellow gourd replied. "That guy owns stocks in Microsoft!"

"...and here, we have Wonder Rhubarb!" Larryboy exclaimed.

A slender rhubarb woman emerged, dressed in a stars-and-stripes-patterned leotard suit.

"She's got super strength, and can even fly an invisible biplane!" Larryboy smirked.

"And, I can also make people tell the truth..." Wonder Rhubarb said, lassoing Larry with a golden rope.

Larry felt highly uncomfortable as Petunia ogled him sensually, a few drops of sweat coming down from his forehead.

"Hey Larry..." Wonder Petunia smirked. "Word on the street is that you ate the last slice of chocolate cake in the break room...even though you said you were on a STRICT diet...is that true?"

"Hhnnng..." Larry grunted, trying to escape but there was no escaping this, clearly. "Okay...it was me.."

"I knew it." Petunia replied, chuckling softly and releasing Larry from his bonds.

"Well, now that that's over I'd like to introduce you to Super Lunt!" Larry smiled, pushing the yellow gourd over to Junior. "He's from another world, and is faster than a speeding bullet, more powerful than a locomotive, AND can leap tall buildings in a single bound! How bout that?"

"Yep, all that's true." Lunt smiled. "But actually I'm not from another world, I'm from New Jersey."

"Oh, potato potahto." Larry replied. "Jersey IS a different world!"

Super Lunt looked a little confused, if not offended at Larry's comment. Then, Larry stood atop the large meeting table, approaching Junior.

"You may be wondering, what, exactly, truly makes a superhero? What is the DNA, the cake mix that truly creates such a great role model for all the children and over 35-year-old creepy adult action figure collectors?" Larry asked. "It's actually a number of things..."

Larry flexed his entire body, showing off for everyone to see.

"It's the STRENGTH..."

Larry showed a photo of a ghost, standing very bravely at the sight, the ghost image not even scaring him.

"It's the BRAVERY..."

"OH, OH! Is it also having a superhero movie?" Junior asked, raising his non-existent hand.

"YES!" Larry exclaimed. "Movies are indeed an aspect of what makes a superhero great and recognized—such as "Superman", "Flash Gordon", "Batman"—the Burton one is superior—or even SPACE JAM!!"

"That's...not a superhero movie." Iron Bob replied, raising an eyebrow.

"Are you sure about that?!" Larry asked. "You DID live through the 90's, right?"

"Yes, but your point is?" Iron Bob replied. "Movies aren't what make superheroes great, it's knowing how to do what's right that makes a superhero truly great! And we're gonna show you how, Junior..."