-1Yello, folksies! What is up-idy? I need more pop-tarts! And chocolate. And cookies while we're at it. Whatever, you get my point! I HAVE A SPLITTING HEADACHE AND AM GOING INSANE! WOOHOO! Is the school year over yet? Because then I can skip the headache and just go with insanity.
"It reeks in here."
"As Jar-Jar Binks once said, p. u-sa!"
"That movie sucked, Twerp."
"Oh, and 'Moulin Rouge' was so much better! The pod-racing alone made that movie awesome."
"I thought Moulin Rouge was a PG-13 movie, Dash," his mother scolded.
"Uhhh…"
"Nice one Twerp."
"Shut up."
Conversation ceased there as the supers splashed their way through the tunnel, their only light coming when Jack-Jack sneezed and either used laser vision or went fireball. Occasionally Mr. Incredible would take a head-count to make sure they hadn't lost anyone in their times of darkness. It felt like they'd been running forever.
"Can we stop a minute?" Frozone asked. Everyone but Jack-Jack and Dash were huffing and puffing.
"Yeah, okay."
"Dad, this is taking forever, and I can't remember what fresh air smelled like."
"Hey, we're only resting for a bit, not having a complaint session."
"How do we even know we're going the right way?"
"We just do."
"He has a point, Mom."
"Not you too, Vi!"
"Shadow," she corrected her mother. Elastigirl tried to remain patient.
"It can't be that much farther. Just trust me, okay?"
Trust… This was thought by a number of the persons present. Probably the most obvious one was Violet. After all, the reason the Underminer knew who they were was undoubtedly because Tony had betrayed her trust. But, hadn't she betrayed her parents' trust? What would they think when they found out? And she'd betrayed a trust in herself…
Vi wasn't alone. Bob felt the sting of that word as well. His family had trusted him. They'd had faith in him that he would be able to find a job and provide for them, and he'd failed. He had once again put them in danger by neglecting to tell them the whole truth. If his family couldn't trust him, what could he possibly offer them?
Helen was the one who had said it, but hearing it suddenly made her doubt whether she herself was trustworthy. Can someone trust a person who doesn't trust anyone else? She didn't trust the politicians to straighten out the super restriction laws, she didn't trust her husband with making money (much less doing anything else), she couldn't trust her daughter at this age to make choices she could be proud of… What did she trust? She trusted the floor to be there when she woke up in the morning, but that doesn't really count.
Furthermore, Dash trusted his family almost wholeheartedly, because if he couldn't trust his friends, who had been less than pleasant as of late, or himself, who seemed to have an affinity for getting himself injured, who else was there to trust?
And of course, Jack-Jack and Lucious were broken-hearted from the total betrayal of their trust in the author to give them an actual part in this sorry fan fiction. Dean and E were too busy drinking piña coladas and getting caught in the rain to care.
(A/N The above was my pathetic attempt at what is called "theme." Memorize that word. Theme. Theeeeeeeme.)
Suddenly, overhead lights began to blaze on, illuminating not a cave, but white concrete around the surprised supers. They were closer than they thought.
"Look," Frozone motioned ahead. Something, it was hard to tell what, was swimming just under the water towards them. As it passed under lights, they would automatically turn off, while lights on the path ahead of it that weren't on before would flicker on as it got closer.
The situation screamed 'horror flick.'
The group of supers adjusted their footing anxiously in the water. Their eyes were still adjusting to the bright light around them when they noticed the thing in the water ahead stop about twenty feet ahead. Just then, more lights behind the group flashed on; another one was coming from the other side.
"We're in trouble, aren't we?" Rapid Fire asked.
"Oh yeah. Big trouble," Frozone answered as he tried to watch both… things from either side.
Elastigirl took Jack-Jack from Rapid Fire. Which was good timing, considering what happened next.
Two gigantic robots which looked very much like crocodiles rose up out of the water, snarling viciously down at the group of supers.
"Uh oh."
The first Robot Croc launched down towards Shadow, who shrieked as she both turned invisible and put up a forcefield just in time to keep from being crunched in the creature's giant teeth.
"Hey, I'm alive!"
Then the Croc got it into his head to try eating the whole orb. Shadow gasped as it threw her, in her forcefield, into the air with its jaws and made to catch her in his mouth as she descended again, screaming of course.
"That's my daughter!" Mr. Incredible shouted as he jumped and landed on top of the Croc's nose, forcing it to shut its mouth before it could have Shadow for dinner.
At the same time, Frozone had iced the second Croc as it opened its jaws.
"All right, Frozone!" Rapid Fire cried.
"Don't celebrate just yet," Elastigirl warned, motioning to the Croc, whose eyes began to glow under the red glass and the ice broke from pressure around its powerful jaws.
Thinking quickly, Helen wrapped herself around the thing's mouth as it shut its mouth, while handing Jack-Jack off to Rapid Fire, who handed him off to Frozone (what is this kid, a football?).
"Good thinking, Helen! Crocs are bad at opening their mouths!"
Rapid Fire didn't feel like celebrating just yet. "Don't just stand there, freeze the rest of it!"
"Huh?"
"Don't you ever watch Animal Planet! It's called a 'death roll!' Now move!"
Too late. The croc thing began to spin.
Meanwhile, Mr. Incredible was having major issues trying to wrestle the first Croc down. In an attempt to hold its jaws closed, he had seized it with his arms around the mouth. It was presently beating him senseless, banging him and its own head against the ceiling and walls. Shadow was trying to help, but really wasn't doing a great job.
"HEY! Hey you! See the stick! Fetch!"
"AAAAAAAAAA-OW!-AAA!"
"Oops, Sorry Dad! Someone help me out over here!"
However, it seemed Rapid Fire and Frozone were busy trying to contain the other croc before it killed Elastigirl while juggling Jack-Jack. Easier said than done (and it wasn't that easy to say). In attempts to stop the Robo-Croc from death-rolling, Elastigirl had wound one leg and arm tightly around its muzzle, then with the extra arm and leg, had grabbed onto the walls of the chamber. The end result wasn't unlike a horse's reins attached to a hackamore (Dictionary moment: hackamore- 1. a horse's bridle, except with a strap over the nose instead of a bit. 2. What a lumberjack does when he really feels like taking his ax to that tree).
That didn't last long. It took very little time for Robo-Croc to get out of the super's hold and decide to go chase after Rapid Fire. While Frozone tried to get Elastigirl back on her feet, Rapid Fire was running random circles around the metal dork-head.
Now, personally, I thought his idea of dizzying it up was fabulous, but methinks we could've thought it through a bit better, because as soon as the croc figured out Rapid Fire's pattern, he shot lasers out of his eyes just under the pre-teen wonder's feet. Rapid Fire fell face first into the shallow-watered gleaming-white-sewer floor, making his nose smart in pain. Quick as ever, he rolled back up (holding his bloody nose) and darted in the opposite direction of the robo-croc, which was crashing after him (thus sending Frozone and Elastigirl leaping out of the way), angry and ready to prove it. No wonder the kid was running.
There was only one tiny little problem. Going away from Croc numero uno meant going towards Croc numero dos, which was presently arm wrestling with Mr. Incredible while Shadow tried to silently (and invisibly) crawl around on top of the thing and dismantle it. Hm, do we see a problem in this cramped but pretty sewer system? Why yes, I think we do.
"Outta the way!" Rapid Fire screamed as he ran at them, the less than happy dork-head hot on his tail. Mr. Incredible, his daughter, and croc 2 looked up as Rapid Fire yelled, and each and every one of their faces dropped.
Frozone, who was watching this, suddenly got a good idea. "Everybody, jump!"
Without a moment's hesitation, everyone, including Mrs. Incredible and Frozone, jumped as high and as far as they could, away from the two Robo-Crocs just as they rammed into each other, causing a tremendous, earsplitting crash of twisting metal and fizzing wire. And just before anyone came back down into the sewage water, Frozone aimed at it and froze it.
By the time the Incredibles realized what had happened, all the water in the passageway was frozen with one croc forever stuck under the ice, the one that had nearly killed Elastigirl partially in and out. And thankfully, Frozone's command had worked and none of the humans were stuck in the ice.
"Good thinking, Zone!" Mr. Incredible said as they all ran around the metal monsters, Frozone handing off (I did it again) the Flare to his father.
"C'mon, let's hurry!" Elastigirl said as they all were finally around the crocodile robots. However, they weren't getting around that monster of a monster that easily.
The group of supers was about twenty feet away from the iced-over robots when they heard a great big cracking of ice. Needless to say, everybody turned around, even though they all would have liked to not.
As I'm sure you guessed, the Robo-Croc that had only partially been frozen broke through its containing ice and snarled down at the humans as it wildly began to pull itself out. But just as it freed itself, something else came crashing into it. Something metal. Something big. Something yellow and pink, compliments of Edna Mode.
"Assassin Robot Rat?"
That's right! Just as the Robo-Croc was about to tear the supers apart, the former foe of the Incredibles came barreling into the dork-head, snapping its head off of the rest of the body with its powerful rodent jaws.
"It… came to save us?"
"Boo! Thank you!"
"Boo?" Dash looked up at his sister. "What's 'Boo?'"
"That's… what I decided to call her."
"You can't name it. Once you name it, you start getting attached to it! (A/N I is having fun!) Besides, it's pink and yellow! If anything, he should be called 'Product of Miniature Mime on Cocaine.'"
"That's a pretty lousy name. And it's a she."
"Kids."
"He."
"She."
"Stop please," Helen said through a grin-and-bear-it smile. Without another word, the group of supers started down the concrete corridor, the Disco Rat lumbering after them. Not that that lasted long, because as soon as they reached the end of Frozone's ice's reach, they were at a three way fork in the… sewer.
"Well this is fun," Shadow said sarcastically.
"We shouldn't split up," Mrs. Incredible was saying to Mr. Incredible.
"I know."
"But how else are we going to follow all three?" Frozone said to the other two adults. "For all we know, they could each lead to three more passages, then three more, and three more. We can't follow them all looking for this punk!"
"I could," Rapid Fire said in an un-amused way.
"No one asked you, Small-Fry," Shadow said down to him as the adults continued to argue, leaning on his head with her elbow.
"Get off!"
"Gimme a good reason."
As the pandemonium traditional of the Incredible way of life continued, the Disco Rat was looking at the white concrete stones that made the walls. When he found one with a crack that went straight across the center of it, he looked up three blocks and lined his eyes up with two little holes in this block, and shot his own laser eye beams at the little holes (thus catching the attention of the humans present). Instead of blasting the block into smithereens, the two lasers hitting the divots pushed the block back into the wall, until once it was pushed back as far as it could go at which point a circular, metal tile crashed from the ceiling to the supers' feet and a circular, glass elevator slowly came down from the opening in the ceiling.
"Whoa," Rapid Fire said, looking up at the tunnel above their heads.
"What are the chances we would've found that without the pink mouse?" Frozone asked.
"Slim to none," Shadow replied as she patted the metal rodent. "Good job, Boo."
"Very good job," Mr. Incredible agreed. "Now it's time to do ours. Everybody in," he said, motioning for everyone to step into the elevator. But just before he followed the group in, the father took Jack-Jack over to Disco Rat. Quietly, he said to the machine, "You can understand me, can't you?"
Silence.
"Wait here, with him. If anything goes wrong, get him out." At least I can protect the one person in my family who can't refuse. "Can you do that?"
The rat's left paw suddenly transformed into a cradle, complete with a mouse mobile and a metallic lullaby song.
"What will they think of next?" Mr. Incredible said as he got into the elevator, hit the up button, and watched the white, watery room disappear as they entered a tube of rusted metal.
It would be the place he died.
Just kidding!
Bwa ha ha! We are here! The ultimate climax! The big finale! What are the chances that leftover pumpkin pie had something to do with it? (I must sing now) IF YOU LIKE PINA COLAAADAS, … GETTING CAUGHT IN THE RAIN…
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