HOLY CRAP IT'S THE LAST CHAPTER! Okay, people, I'd like to thank my reviewers, soccergurl1990, The Star Swordsman, R.K.R., SPG, Red Panda Bear, charmed4eva1990, Redkill37, newzealandyah, curlyque, IncrediRaider8, WildTotodile, even if you only reviewed once. Extra thanks to The Star Swordsman for being one of my good email buddies. And last but not least, thanks Brad Bird, for coming up with the Incredibles to begin with! AND THANK YOU BILL GATES FOR COMPUTERS! WOO!

"I don't get it! How can people get elevators? I want an elevator!"

"Mayme, shut up!"

"You shut up! For the 57th time in this whole entire trip!"

"How did I get you as a cousin?"

"Sometimes, Dash, I wonder the same thing."

"You should wonder."

Silence. Ding. The door opened and everybody ran out. Helen was sprinting, Bob was just following, Stacie was jogging, and the kids were just, uh, being kids (hitting each other, threatening to punch the youngest, all that fun stuff). Sydney had stayed downstairs so she could reload her gun. But that has nothing to do with what I'm going to talk about now. Because this is when the-

"HOLY TOLEDO!"

When Dash yell that.

Why Dash yelled that... Well, you really couldn't blame him. The rental car was covered in orange and yellow and red and all those colors that are in fire. But the worst part?

"JACK-JACK! NO!" Helen was screaming at the top of her lungs. He was gone. Done for. Out of the game. "Is he dead?"

"Well," said Mayme. "I can tell it to you the easy way, or the hard way."

"Easy would be nice."

"He's not dead."

"WHAT?"

"Yeah, you might want to, uh, hurry. Like, right now, hurry." Everybody stood still. "I SAID HURRY!"

Helen first, with Bob trailing, right in front of Stacie, all the adults were quickly at the car. However, the car was on fire. How the heck were they supposed to get in?

"If we go in, we get 10th degree burns, and those aren't even possible," said Stacie. "Can I just, uh, be the evil master-mind and try to come up with a plan?"

"Whatever," said Helen. "Have any ideas, Bob?"

"Hey, I'm Mr. Incredible, not Bob," said Bob.

"Our son is burning to death!" Helen walked up to Bob. "What happened to what I said on our wedding night?"

While everybody else had faces that had no clue what was going on, Bob was very sure of what Helen just said."

"I said that you had to be more than Mr. Incredible. Right now, you're being a little less of him. Right now, I need you to help. You are the reason I'm here right now. I'm doing this whole super thing because of what happened on Nomanisan Island, because of what you did before we even got married!" There was quite a pause. Bob was just shocked. "Why are you doing this?"

Bob had to think about this. Helen was pushing really really REALLY hard on him, and he didn't think that he could handle it. But he already knew what he was doing this for. He knew exactly what this was for. "Well, I'm doing this for a bunch of reasons. One: I didn't go to super-school for nothing. Two: For the fun of it. Three: Well, oh, forget it. You wouldn't believe me, anyway."

"What?"

"You think that we're just over."

"Well, yeah!"

"It was never over. It's still not over." And that was the end of that quote, my friends. Because Mayme had to make a quick announcement.

"WHEN I SAY NOW I MEAN NOW! WE HAVE A FRIGGIN' BABY TO SAVE!"

Bob and Helen looked at the car.

"I got it!" said Stacie. "Bob can tip over the car and then we can get to the car from the non burning part!"

"Sounds good enough," said Bob. He quickly tipped it over so that the bottom was on the side. There was a hole there, only big enough for one person, and that person was Helen. She really, really didn't want to go in, but this was for her son. She turned to Bob, and she was really close to crying. Yeah, they cry too much. "If I don't make it, I'm sorry," said Helen, and she stretched her arms so that they could get Jack-Jack's seat, which wasn't very hard, because to seat belt was easy to break because it was burnt. For one second, something just came over her and then she pulled with all she had and out came the seat with a still asleep Jack-Jack. Or they hoped. Helen put him down, and turned to Mayme. "Please tell me he's not."

Mayme was thinking. Was he? Was he not? Was he? Was he not? "He's not."

Dash was screaming "THANK GOD!", Violet was crying small tears of joy and turned invisible, Mayme and Stacie both didn't know what to do, so they just smiled and were happy.

Bob and Helen had no clue what they should do. Both knew that this was a good and a bad thing. There was Jack-Jack, but no rental car. Plus thing still hadn't been well between them yet. Helen sat down and started crying. Bob sat down, too, but didn't cry.

"I'm sorry." Bob now understood why he was so down on himself. "I was a lousy husband and I never want you to think that I don't love you."

"Bob, that's not why I'm crying."

"Then why?"

"Because I was stupid!" Helen kept on crying. "I know that you never meant to hurt me. It was just like when we were 25. We never saw that the other loved each other because we were just so caught up with what had happened in the past between us that we were lost without each other. I'm the one who should be sorry. I do love you and that's all that matters."

"Listen, what I did was just wrong. I should be sorry."

"We should both be sorry."

"Okay, I'll settle for that."

"Good."

"Is it okay if I kiss you now?"

Helen let out a few giggles. "Yes."

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After the Incredibles had simply called 911, Sydney was caught and the family was paid $1,000,000. It was only two weeks before school started for the kids, so the families went back to their homes, splitting the money. Stacie got a new job after what had happened on that, uh, bad day. When Violet had turned on the TV, well, what do you know? It was the news at 5:00 with Fred and Frank. (A/N: RETURN OF THE IDIOT!)

"It's amazing how that cow just crossed the street."

"Yeah, Frank. You know what I think is cool?"

"What?"

"The cow crossed a street!"

"Um, uh, yeah. Anyways, moving on. This is our update with the supers."

Suddenly, there was a stampede in the house to who could get on the couch first.

"Sure thing, Frank. Those supers, I mean, wow. If you thought that the law that bans supers would still be there, we have confirmed that."

Helen looked at Bob. Bob looked at Helen. Violet looked at the floor. Dash looked at the TV. Jack-Jack was trying to look at his forehead.

"Fred, the supers are allowed."

"Oh yeah."

Dash repeated what he did when he found out that Jack-Jack was still alive. Violet was screaming "OMIFRIGGINGGOD!", and Helen and Bob were both practically having heart attacks. And Jack-Jack, well, now he was seeing if his tongue could touch his forehead. Everybody and everything was going to be perfect for the rest of there lives.

It, it would be perfect, right?

FIN

I finished it! WOOOOOOO! I'm so happy right now I could die. Well, let's think of this. I have another story coming right up after this that takes place a week later! But first things first. Now I need to get back to the prequel. HOORAW! Three cheers for Looking Back at Those Times! And after that, An Instant Message! YAY!

(In Matrix voice) I'll be back.

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