Dateline: Thursday, April 30, 1981, 6:45 PM, Pacific Daylight Time.

"I just don't understand it," José thought aloud while Violet drove the team to Edna's house. "She just got the order to make the uniforms yesterday, and she's already finished? How is it possible?"

"She's been working on this particular project ever since Alpha Force was formed nearly two weeks ago," explained Dash.

"Oh," José said stymied.

The Alphamobile rumbled up the drive to the laser gate that guarded Edna's property. Just to the left of the car was a medium sized monitor. On it, there appeared a color image of the chief security guard.

"Do you have an appointment?" the guard asked.

"Yes, as a matter of fact, we do. We're supposed to see her at 7:00 today."

The guard lightly skimmed an open book, seemingly looking for their names. "I'm sorry; Edna is not scheduled to see anyone…" He was interrupted by the diminutive designer pushing him out of the way.

"Go! Go on, get out of here! Go; go stand somewhere until I need you again." She moved to look into the monitor. The screen only showed her eyes and a distorted image of her nose, but one could still tell it was E.

"Who are you? What are you doing here? Are you here to hit me up for money?"

Violet stifled a laugh. "E, it's Alpha Force. You called us over here."

"Oh, yeah, the new uniforms, I had forgotten! You know, the memory is always the first to go. Come on in!"

The screen went blank as the gate opened. Violet drove inside and found a place to park on the long driveway. As the team disembarked from the vehicle, E stepped outside with arms open wide.

"Violet, my dear!" she said, gripping her in an oddly tight embrace. "It's been a while, hasn't it?"

"Actually, no," she responded. "It's only been since Saturday."

"Ah, yes, of course. You know my memory is not what it used to be." She turned to greet Dash in a similar manner.

"I see you were able to get all of those mirrors out of your house," Dash observed.

"Yes, yes, those terrible things, I had them all smashed to pieces. Watch your step, darling, there's still broken glass everywhere."

E had a little trouble remembering Ashley's name. José kept a professional attitude, merely shaking Edna's hand. Then E came to Kim.

"You must be Liquegirl!" she said.

"Yes, I…wait, how did you know that I had chosen Liquegirl as a codename?"

"Well, I'm sure I don't know, darling. I guess it seemed like the obvious choice."

"Sure. Well, enough talk; let's see those uniforms, eh?"

"Follow me, darlings," said Edna. She led the team around to the back of her house. She opened up what appeared to be a storm shelter and escorted them inside. They descended a long spiral staircase that led to an underground hallway. It was filled with fairly decent duplications of Edna's favorite creations. At the end, there was a large metal door next to a series of security measures. E made short work of disarming the system, what with the entering of security codes, the scanning of the hands and the eyes, and whatnot. She finished with a voice lock.

"Edna Mode."

Suddenly, a plethora of truly frightening weapons appeared out of the ceiling. "And multiple guests." And the weapons vanished.

The door opened in a most peculiar way, and E and her entourage walked into the lab. The place was crawling with the tools of E's trade. Dressmaker dummies, design blueprints, alpha test weaponry, etc.

"There's not going to be enough room for all of you to sit, so if you would please stand right here…" and she lined them up in front of the display box, behind the moving chair track. Then she sat down herself, and began the show.

"Naturally, I started with Python's suit." From the far left of the display box emerged a mannequin of Violet's measurements, wearing the new suit. It was navy blue all over, except for a bright logo on the chest area. The logo was a perfect circle with a purple border and a black interior. Over the circle was a big magenta capital "A", in a Serif font.

As the dummy moved to the right, Edna's chair moved in time with it. "I cut it nice and tight, to show off that sexy figure of yours…" That was odd. Violet had never considered herself sexy. "…and of course, it will disappear completely as you do, but now it will not reflect any electromagnetic radiation of any kind."

"Meaning…?" Violet asked.

"Not even X-rays will be able to find you," Edna explained. "Okay, Rocket's suit…" The chair snapped back to its original position as the next dummy emerged. This one was wearing a similar getup, but not identical.

"I made this one out of a unique fabric that will withstand the fantastic friction without heating up or wearing out. And in a pinch, I threw in a pair of roller skates."

"Roller skates?" asked Dash.

"Well, I had to surpass your previous suit," said Edna. "Now, Blind Tracy's suit was a little tricky. It was hard to make something that complemented her powers, but I managed to find this helmet that will amplify her telekinetic abilities threefold.

"For Heartthrob's suit, I installed a heart monitor that will display his pulse rate in real time. I put it on his palm so that nobody but him would ever be able to see it.

"Liquegirl's suit can change its shape to match hers, even to the point of breaking, and still be able to return to its standard position. Virtually, no, completely indestructible, yet it breathes like Babylonian silk!

"And as always, these suits are fireproof, bulletproof, and machine washable, darlings. Well, what do you think?"

"I don't know. I didn't see anything," said Ashley.

"Of course you didn't, smart mouth!" Kim scolded. "Well, I think that these suits are just fabulous."

"Yeah, what made you pick navy as the color?" asked Violet.

"It is not navy!" E yelled. "It is heliotrope! If it were just bit darker, then it would be navy!"

"Okay, okay," Violet pleaded. "Whatever you say."

The mannequins that appeared in the display box emerged into the main room, then vanished. The new team uniforms fell neatly onto the table. They supers took them.

"Hey, which one is mine again?" asked Ashley.

"This one," said José as he handed it to her.

The team started to leave with their new super suits in hand, but Edna was a little too eager to shut the front door. Kim's arm got caught in the doorjamb, and as a result it detached, falling onto the floor of the front room. E didn't even notice it until Kim knocked on the door again.

"Yeah, hi, can I have my arm back, please?"

E gladly returned the severed limb.

Back at the ranch, the team was giving their new getups a test drive when a call came over the Alpha Phone.

"Team," said the sheriff, "we don't need your services right away, but there is something you should know about."

"What is it?"

"If our source can be trusted, Herr Cannon and the Wicked Wichard of the West-by-Northwest have just had an altercation, and now the former has the latter's magical powers."

"Really? And, what exactly is your source?"

"The Wicked Wichard himself."

"Uh, huh. Well, in case this turns out to be the truth, we'll be prepared."

"Thank you." The sheriff hung up.

"Vi, you don't really believe that Herr Cannon has Loren's powers, do you?" asked Ashley.

"No," she answered, "but, you can never be too careful, can you?"

(A/N: 37 down, only 3 more to go. I'm going to be so sad when this is finished. But I just can't wait until I can start writing 'The Incredibles 3-G'! Hey, don't forget to hit the review button so I can see how I'm doing! See you all next time!)