Maxum Mom Sidekick

# We are Splitsboro kids and we go to Sidekick School

# Learning to be second best while playing by the rules

# Maxum Man is missing

# Now we rule the school

# Flying, smashing, bashing, stomping, looking supercool

# I'm a sidekick, sidekick - that's the life for me

# Half-sized superzeros with full-sized superdreams

# Sidekick, sidekick What an awesome gig!

# Just like superheroes

# Just like superzeros

# But only half as big

# Sidekick! #

SIREN WAILS

ELECTRONIC BLEEPING

ERIC SNORES

Eric, wake up, red alert, let us go, go, go. Hmmm...

How is it even possible for you to still be asleep?

Ahh...

Ah!

CLANG! What's happening, huh?

Are we under attack by pizza monsters?

Worse, much, much worse.

BOOM!

I...am...Maxum...Mom!

And I was wondering what my precious Maxy boy has planned for me?

It is Super Mother's Day, after all, hah-ha!

Oh, disgusting and it's filthy. Oh, shameful! Oh, dust bunnies...

-Oh, this is a disaster.

-Why? What's Super Mother's Day?

It's like a regular Mother's Day, but with defeating evil

and explosions.

Also, there's a brunch - you've never heard of it?

Orphan, remember? I've never had a mother. Or a supermother. Or brunch.

Don't you know you're not supposed to be down in the lair

without a warm sweater?!

Ah-ha, thanks, Maxum Mom, but I don't need... Oof!

-Mmm-hmm-mmm...

-A thousand sweaters?!

-Aah!

-Now, where's my son?

It's been months.

No letters, e-mails or notes written on the moon in laser vision.

-He's... He's...

-Spit it out, kid.

The half-life of my plutonium ticker's only five billion years.

He's travelling back in time to avert a huge disaster.

He won't be back until 15 minutes ago.

Always making me wait 15 minutes ago... Yeah, cos...

Think of something.

If she figures out he's missing, we're both cooked!

-You think of something for once!

-Ah, he...

Maxum Man usually eats lunch at...

..the butterfly observatory.

BUTTERFLIES SHRIEK

CRASH!

Gee, it looks like Maxum Man already left. That's too bad. Oh, well. Aah!

Relax, sidekick.

Once I introduce these bugs to Punchy and Loretta, ha-ha,

it'll be insect puree.

WHACK!

-Wow, thanks!

-Maxum Mom, is mom to everyone, junior, except evil.

I punch evil in the neck! Now, where is my boy?

HORNS BEEP

-Tell me again where we're headed?

-To see your loving son, of course.

Trevor, you ready?

-BLEEPING

-Totally ready. What am I doing?

Just listen for your cue.

Here we are, and there he is, Maxum Man.

OVER RADIO: 'I said, Maxum Man!'

Oh, right!

Ahem... Hi, Mom!

-Son!

-No, wait!

BRAKES SCREECH, CRASH!

-Easy there, sidekick.

-Wow, uh, thanks.

It's kind of nice having you around. I seem to get hurt a lot less.

You're my son's sidekick, so you're like family.

Family that could be replaced, but still...

Now, time to see my boy!

No! Incoming...

'Abort, get out of there!'

Um...

Hi, Maxum Mom, don't get too close,

I...might get mustard on you!

Hah-ha-ha! You'd never get that out!

Yeah, I don't know what your game is, sidekick.

Looks like I'm going to have to find my son by myself - Maxum Mom, away!

I lost Maxum Mom. She seemed really...

Upset? Great job doing, Eric!

Oh, I looked everywhere.

All I wanted was for my only son -

not counting the other four sons - to take me to brunch.

SHE SOBS, TOOT!

Where could he be-e-e-e-e?!

SMASH!

SHE GROANS Oh, man.

She's an awesome mom who deserves to have a Super-Super Mother's Day.

Isn't there anything we can do?

There is one thing, but you are extremely not prepared for this.

It's untested and dangerous, so let's do it!

ELECTRONIC BLEEPING

PULSING AND CRACKLING

Whoa! Whoa!

Oh!

It's a hard light hologram that let's you look

and sound like Maxum Man for one hour, if we are lucky.

So make it good!

Ahem. I'm Maxum Man!

Boogers! Hee-hee!

-SIREN WAILS

-Alert!

Maxum Mom is using the Maxum Com. She's contacting...

XOX!

My son would never abandon me on Super Mother's Day,

which means he's been captured by the best.

Well, I wouldn't say I was the...

And since I don't have Ignominious Iguana's phone number,

I'm calling you!

Hi, Mom.

Ooh! CLANG!

Maxy! Oh-ho-ho, where have you been?

Uh, worry not about where I've been, but rather where we're going -

to Le Kapow - for brunch, Maxum Mom.

Uh, Mother, Mom.

-Mommy.

-Better late than never, you're off the hook, XOX.

But remember, Mom is watching.

As am I.

Le Kapow, hmmm.

The perfect place for an ambush.

And excellent crab cakes. Mwahahaha!

Dad, can I drive the lawn mower to the store to get some snacks?

BANG!

Home about brunch instead?

Yay! Bru-u-u-nch! Ah-ha-ha!

What's brunch?

CHICKEN CLUCKS

I'm glad you could join us to witness Maxum Man's defeat.

I mean, to eat eggs! Ha-ha, isn't it thrilling?

Ha-ha-ha, I'm not sure how you knew we were going to be here,

Mr Troublemeyer, but it's a pleasure to...

Oops!

-So clumsy today!

-Sorry.

Oh, man. Trevor, lad...

Trevor, boy, lad - could you help me with some...super...stuff?

Um...sure.

Lemme guess - you're really Eric

and you're pretending to be Maxum Man to make Maxum Mom happy

and have your first squishy, huggy, Super Mother's Day ever?

-How did you figure that out?

-I watch a lot of super soap operas.

So, what can this thing do?

'Booger!' CHICKEN CLUCKS

Aah!

Awesome!

-HE WHISTLES

-Oops! I dropped my fork.

One drop of my XOX-plosive compound and when Maxum Man sits down,

kablooey! Mwahahaha!

-Uh, Mr Troublemeyer?

-Mm, yes?

What's up with the maniacal laugh and the kablooey?

-Something going on under there?

-Uh....

-We're back!

Uh, zipper troubles. Ha, sorry, Mother... Mr Troublemeyer.

SQUISH!

Prrrrbbbbbbb!

-Ha-hah! Uh...excuse me?

-Stop causing a fuss!

Our first brunch together in ages and you're making it all exploding.

-Mmm!

-Oops! Dropped my fork again. Pardon moi.

I hope you enjoy a large serving of brain sucker, Maxum Man!

Oh, you used to be such a good boy.

Maybe you can spin the world back in time

-to when you remembered to call me once in a while.

-Yes, um, uh...

-OK, let's eat, shall we? Hah-ha...

-Yes, let's...do that!

SNARLING Aah!

-Aah!

-Don't worry, Maxum Mom, I'll take care of it.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

Oops, fork, dropped.

Gee whizz, Dad, we're going to have to tie a string to that thing.

Enough!

I'll just build an antimatter cannon with shrimp forks

and my portable thermal reactor.

The brave superhero is flying into the evil cave lair of...

Oh, come on, Mom, I'm 12!

I mean, I'm Maxum Man's age, which is probably...more than that?

-BANG!

-Hee-hee-mwahahaha!

At last, the day has come when I destroy Maxum Man!

And try Le Kapow's fabulous crab cakes.

Master XOX? Aah!

I mean, I'll stop you!

Look out! Ooh-hoo! Ooh, that tickles! Ha-ha-ha!

Oopsie, forgot to set it to destroy.

Now it burns! Owwie-ow! Ow, ow, ow!

Aah! Aah! Owwie-ow! Ow, ow, ow! Ow!

Hey, where did Dad go? He always misses these awesome fights.

Oh, no. The suit is fading. Time's up!

Hey, that's my line!

-Mwahahaha!

-BOOM!

What?! Nothing but a puny little sidekick?!

What happened to Maxum Man?

No-one talks to my son or his sidekick that way, but me,

and possibly his father -

though he's a bit of a pushover when it comes to this stuff.

BOTH WAIL

-But anyway, Punchy and Loretta, say hello to XOX!

-Huh?

-WHACK!

-Aah!

I can explain.

Maxum Man had to...stop an avalanche

and I was hungry for crab cakes, so...

Just zip it! I know a hologram when I see one, kid.

-But I...

-Dad?

Ah, don't sweat it, sidekick.

You know, if I can't have my real son around on Super Mother's Day,

you'll do just fine.

-Dad?

-Besides, this is just the kind of Super Mother's Day I love.

-THUD!

-Dad! I found your fork.

Oh...great, son. Thanks. Oh!