Dateline: (TGI) Friday, April 24, 1981, 6:43 AM, Pacifc Daylight Time.

"DASH!"

Violet's scream woke the young speed demon better than any alarm clock ever could. He could barely remember how he got home last night; he had so much to drink. It was only one beer, but for Dash, that was three too many. He did remember who he was, who Violet was, and what that particular scream meant. He also remembered his weapon. He grabbed from its special container, which was still in the kitchen, and burst into Violet's bedroom. There, he saw his sister cowering on her bed and a strange man standing beside her, with a pair of scissors in hand and a look of absolute fear on his face.

"All right, punk," Dash said in his most confident voice, "you've got ten seconds to tell me who you are, how you got in, and what you plan to do. ONE…"

The man screamed the girliest scream Dash had ever heard. "My name is June Mode," he quickly spat out, "Edna Mode is my cousin, she gave me her spare key, she told you two needed haircuts, please don't shoot me!"

Dash could see his sister calming down and returning to a normal position. "Dash!" Violet exclaimed, "put that thing away, he's cool."

"Then why were you…WHOA…I don't feel so good." Dash ran out of their sight at his usual speed.

Violet stared at June. "You idiot! You should have knocked first, not just waltzed on in here like you own the place!"

The fear on June's face dissipated, and remorse took its place. "You're right, I have a real problem with my etiquette. Anyway, I'm ready to get rid of that cape you have attached to your scalp."

"Huh?"

"Okay, listen, that hairdo of yours is only going to get you in trouble. It has once before, and if I don't cut it, it will again!"

Violet resigned herself to what was about to happen. "All right, fine, but if you could, make it snappy, I have to get to work by 9 AM."

"Don't worry about it, honey, when I'm finished, your hair will be functional and FABULOUS!" And with that, June made short work of Miss Parr's hair. And I do mean "short work." "All finished," he said with a flourish after about 7 minutes. But when Violet got a look at it, she screamed again.

"I look like Nancy Reagan!"

After that, Dash burst back into the room, still carrying his gun. He pointed it at Violet.

"All right, punk," he started to say, until Vi cut him off.

"Dash, it's me! Put that thing down!"

Dash got a good long look at Violet. Then he started stammering incomprehensibly. He turned to June and said "What did you do to her?"

"I don't see what you two are so worked up about. She looks great!"

"She looks like Jackie Kennedy!" exclaimed Dash.

"Well, however she looks, her hair can finally fit into that silly snakeskin beanie she wears with her super suit."

"It's a SKULLCAP, and you know it," Violet said through clenched teeth.

"What-EVER! Oh, speaking of super suits, my cousin Edna asked me to send over this." June reached into the bag he brought with him and pulled out a solid blue leotard and a matching mask. "Here you are, Rocket, it's the new you! Go ahead, try it on!"

Dash gave this new suit a once-over look. The new logo on the front was a nice touch, although he missed the racing stripes from his previous costume. And why blue? What was wrong with green and yellow?

"Nothing, Dashie, baby, it's just that blue is very popular this season," said the questionable June.

"Wait, did I say all that out loud?" asked Dash.

"Yeah, you did," June and Violet said in unison.

"Well, um," Dash tried to come up with an honest yet non-insulting response, "I like it, but I can't try it on right now, because I have to get ready for school."

"Oh, before I forget," said Violet, "Kim called last night and she said that she couldn't wait for tonight. What are you two planning to do?"

Violet did a plethora of things that got on Dash's nerves, but none more so than when she got involved in his affairs with Kim. "Not that it's any of your business," Dash scowled, "but if you must know, we're planing to see that old 'Empire Strikes Back' movie at the dollar cinema. And before you ask, no, you aren't coming with us!"

"I wasn't going to ask that," Violet began. June could easily see that he was no longer needed, so he quietly sneaked out the door. Neither Violet nor Dash saw him leave. But, I digress.

As I…I mean, as VIOLET was saying, "I've already seen it. I just thought you might like to know what the big secret is."

"And what would make you think that? That's the only reason Kim and I are going to see it. Besides, you know I can't keep secrets from my future wife. If you tell…"

"You're keeping a really big one from her right now, aren't you?"

Dash was stunned silent by the words from his sister's mouth. "That was low, Vi!"

"Dash, it's great that you have a source of female companionship besides me, but if this gets any more serious than it already is, something bad is going to happen."

"(Sigh) Vi, will you quit worrying! I love her, and nothing is going to happen as long as I'm around! Besides, don't you have other things to do?"

"Oh, shoot!" Violet and Dash went to their respective closets and changed into street attire faster than you could say Jack Robinson. "Oh, hey can you get breakfast at school today? Great, here's a five, knock yourself out, bye!" And with that, Violet dashed out side and floored the accelerator on their new used 1980 Toyota Camry. Meanwhile, Dash started his long walk to Metroville High.

(A/N: I'm sorry if I left out a lot of detail in that last paragraph, but I did it to create a sense of haste so you guys could empathize with the main characters. Was that a stupid idea or what? Let me know, okay? And please be honest in your reviews. Don't try to protect my feelings, cause I ain't got none, alright? Cool, chapter 14 is in the works. See y'all next time!)