Legendary Planning and Execution (Chapter Two)
Dirt Access Road Not Too Far From Kent Farm
" Officer, I've shown my registration and learner's permit. What seems to be the problem?" Jordan asked as he slowed down after the sheriff's deputy pulled up from behind the truck.
"Son, why were you pushing the truck with these young ladies inside instead of driving it?" Officer Randy Bates (aged 37) in his trooper's outfit asked.
"Well, I'd run out of gas and. .."Jordan gulped.
"It's a bit far away from the nearest gas station and his farm is only a half mile down this farm access road," Natalie explained as she rolled down the passenger side window.
"And you're his girlfriend?" Officer Bates asked.
"No! I'm his girlfriend. She's his sister!" Sarah tried to explain as she rolled down the driver's side window.
"But she's . . ." Officer Bates sputtered.
"Please just say that I look too smart to be closely related to him so we can move on," Natalie groaned.
"Well,Son, you're not supposed to operating this motor vehicle without a licensed adult supervising," Officer Bates sniffed.
" I was pushing NOT operating it," Jordan explained.
"Well, you're only supposed to be driving vehicles down these roads. And tell your peers with drones not to try to prank us with sending photoshopped vids that made it look like you were carrying this truck before you turned into the access road," Officer Bates groaned as he showed the vid clip.
"Now, who besides Superman could possibly carry a truck ?" Sarah nervously laughed.
"That's what I thought but we get enough crop circle vids as it is,"Officer Bates sighed.
"Well, I think if you just give them a warning, they should learn their lesson," Natalie pleaded.
"Well, it would be tough to fit a tow truck on this access road and if you're only a mile from his house, I guess he won't strain himself too badly. OK, I'm letting young Mr. Kent, I'm letting you off with a Verbal Warning but next time you attempt to drive, push or. ..[snort] carry a motor vehicle with no licensed adult present before you get your final Driver's License could result in confiscation of the Learner's Permit and delays in getting the License. You're free to go," Officer Bates who then got back into his own squad car and drove back to the main road.
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Kent Farm
" You and your 'it's too nice a day for me to not stretch my legs!" Natalie fumed as she and Sarah got out of Jordan's truck in front of the Kent House.
" Can I help it if that drone was on silent mode and I didn't notice it until it had already videoed us before I could use my laser glare to disable it?" Jordan sputtered.
"Let's just put that behind us as we see what can do to make our special project for Jordan's birthday," Sarah pleaded as they went into the otherwise empty house and started climbing the steps towards the attic.
"Tell me, why am I supposed to look like a lucky library, anyway?" Jordan asked.
"That's luche [LOO-chay] libre [LEEB-ray]! The legendary wrestlers of Mexico! Mí Abuelita Carmen told me all about them!" Sarah explained.
"But how would that be different from Dad's Suit?" Jordan asked.
"Well, do you truly want to have to worry about getting in and out of tights? You'd be in shorts, t-shirt and a mask!"Sarah insisted.
"But Jordan's not Mexican!" Natalie sighed.
"Well, he's an earthling with Krytonian blood, right?" Sarah countered.
"True. .." Jordan replied.
"Well, Mexico is but one nation of Earth just as the United States is! Besides, there are many Mexican- Americans living in the States who adore the luche libre! You'd be a bridge for them!" Sarah swooned.
"Well, it would be easier than getting in and out of tights at a moment's notice and having to wear glasses or goggles when I'm NOT being Superboy," Jordan pondered.
" But with all of Jordan's flying through atmospheres, supernovas and volcanoes, any even a luche libre outfit would get scorched and burn up just like his other clothes have been doing!" Natalie scoffed.
"That's why we need to make a trip to your attic to see if Grandma Kent may have saved some more swaddling clothes from your stepdad's space capsule," Sarah explained.
"Hold on! I can't even sew a patch onto a football," Jordan scoffed as they reached the attic.
"I can sew!" Sarah beamed.
"But what kind of needle can pierce through Kryptonian cloth and how would you trim any excess?"Natalie asked as Jordan pulled down the trap door steps in the attic.
"I think we can get Jordan to use his laser glare to zap through the cloth AND make the tiny holes for the thread to go through!"Natalie pondered while touching the outsides skin over the skull framing of his eyeballs with her right thumb and index finger.
"Wait! You want me to stand naked in front of you while I zap off extra cloth and zap through tiny holes for the thread? You know I REALLY like you but it would be awkward to stand like that in front of you and my sister," Jordan gulped.
"Let me get out my Smartphone and get a good scan!" Natalie beamed.
"You're going to use a Smartphone pic to get my measurements?" Jordan asked.
"No! I've made this program similar to what the TSA uses to scan passengers at airports for an earlier project," Natalie explained.
"What kind of project?" Sarah asked.
" Well, it has to do with measuring a room for a throw rug but with a few extra tweaks I can get it scan Jordan's physique and imput the exact measurements for each article of clothing so no one has to be embarrassed while customizing this!" Natalie explained as she tapped a few keystrokes and then zapped Jordan's physique through his clothes.
" You do plan to destroy this once you've finished, right?" Jordan gulped.
"Could I have it? I might want to save the chest measurements so I can knit you a sweater for Christmas," Sarah pleaded.
" Sarah, I haven't needed sweaters in months!" Jordan scoffed.
"Jordan, you have a lot to learn about women," Natalie groaned!
"Let's get started!" Sarah insisted.
