Part 20: The Assault ©

After days of careful planning and many failed attempts to communicate my plans to Uncle Schmoe, I finally succeeded in delivering a second attack! Yesterday in a most fortunate turn of events, Mom asked Uncle Schmoe to supervise my activities while she went to someplace called “the store”. It was my golden opportunity! As soon as Mom was out of sight I quickly moved to the back portal door and began tapping on it incessantly. I had learned from my previous attempts at communication with Uncle Schmoe that he seems to only understand sign language… it must be an alien thing. At first he didn’t seem to be paying attention to me so I added in a grunting sound which finally got his attention. “Do you want to go outside?” he asked. I did not comprehend what he said at all but it seemed that he might be starting to understand… In desperation I tapped harder and grunted louder until he finally reached over and began to open the portal door. Success! When we stepped outside I immediately reached my arms to the sky which was always my signal to him that I wanted to play rocket ship. He quickly obliged and my plan was now well underway! As soon as we blasted off, he proceeded to fly me around all over the outside domain just as Ellie and Squirt emerged from their lair of evil… the look of dismay on their faces was priceless! Uncle Schmoe and I zoomed over their heads as I dropped my super spit bombs with deadly aim. They yelled ferociously but I was not to be intimidated. “Surrender!” I yelled from my place in the sky. “Never!” They yelled back. Uncle Schmoe seemed to be catching on to my plot and swooped in for me to drop a second round of spit bombs. Unfortunately Uncle Schmoe does not have the super stamina that I do and we were forced to land shortly thereafter but nevertheless, it was an exhilarating battle! Once inside, I thanked Uncle Schmoe for his cooperation and resumed my regular superhero activities before Mom returned from her trip. Overall, I consider it a most successful endeavor but since the evil creatures still seem to refuse surrender, I’m afraid I must think of a new approach if I am to win this war.

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Part 19: Mud ©

Tonight as I lay in my padded cell, I am plagued with despair over my recent defeat. This morning I thought that I was being given a golden opportunity but it turned out to be disaster. Dad actually volunteered to take me outside the back portal and it seemed that he was trying to facilitate some sort of peace negotiations. We walked hand in hand right into the domain of Ellie and Squirt. They approached with a deceptive submissiveness when Dad called their names but I was not fooled. I looked right at them and told them that I would not surrender my domain and until they met my demands, we were at war! However, as soon as I got the words out, something strange happened. The sand that surrounded the patio was now wet and had turned into a dark brown pool of pure delight that I could not resist! I could no longer think clearly and my feet started moving towards the pool almost involuntarily… Dad tried to stop me but somehow I wiggled from his grip and jumped in on all fours. The feel of the wet sand was intoxicating! I didn’t even pay attention to the smug grins on Ellie and Squirt’s face as they celebrated their success in luring me into their trap. Fortunately Dad called out my name, “No, no, NO!” and rescued me before they had any chance to attack. I am ashamed at my weakness; but it was quite fortunate that at least Dad was there to save me. I am beginning to think he might actually be a superhero in disguise and perhaps he is becoming too strong for the mind control of the evil creatures. Only time will tell but for now I must re-strengthen my mental powers and continue to plan my air assault with Uncle Schmoe.

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Part 18: Friend In The Mirror ©

Every morning I go with Mom to a place called “the closet” while she exchanges the teddy bear pants she wears in the morning for some terribly plain looking pants with nothing colorful on them at all… I never understand why she does that, but yesterday as I was sitting on the floor pondering this, I noticed that on the back side of the closet door there was a magnificent window, which I had never noticed before, and in this window I discovered a new friend! At first I was startled by the baby staring at me but she greeted me with such a happy smile, I knew at once we were kindred in spirit! Mom, noticing my interest in this new window friend, was very helpful and introduced her as Mirror. It was a funny sounding name but not wanting to be rude, I decided to move on and find out more about her life in the window. As it turned out, she is a superhero too, although her domain seems to be much smaller than mine. We chatted for a while about all the challenges of superhero life and before long I was able to inform her of all my encounters with the creatures outside the portal. Sometimes it seemed like she was copying everything I said but I suppose that’s understandable considering adorableness is my strongest super power. Anyways, I asked her if she had any suggestions about how to arrange for a second attack on their domain and she advised me to enlist the help of Uncle Schmoe. She said that since he is an alien, he probably doesn’t know I’m not supposed to be outside the back portal. If I can successfully get him to take me out and launch me into the air in a game of rocket ship then I might be able to arrange an air attack with my spit bombs. It was a brilliant idea! As I followed Mom out of the closet, I thanked her for her advice and promised to return for further discussion the next morning. I must now think about how to convince Uncle Schmoe to assist me in my plan of attack…

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