It was ten in the morning on Sunday so of course Dick was asleep. In fact he was having a pretty good dream involving Annette, Jessica Alba and a tub of Cool Whip. Actually, it was a great dream. Right up until he heard his mother’s voice shouting, “Cassidy! Dick Junior! Mommy’s here! Where are my little boys ( Read more... )

The antique clock hanging on the mantle place in the fancy living room that nobody went in read 2 o'clock in the afternoon. Dick wondered how long this would take. He was supposed to meet Duncan at Java the Hut in an hour. They were both getting new fake ID's and then driving to Senor Shrimp to get hammered. He looked over at Barry Randall, who was ( Read more... )

When Dick got out of class on Friday he found he had four missed calls from his brother and a few missed calls from his friends in Neptune.

“No way there could have been another bus crash.” Dick said to himself as he punched in Beaver’s number. The phone barely rang once before his brother picked up.

( Um, yay for phones? )

Dick had been hanging around his room all day, trying to get Sparkles caught up on Supers before the show came back on tonight. Sparkles, being a highly advanced robot in disguise, wasn't real impressed with the superpowers but he did like the storylines and personal relationships between the characters. Not that Dick would know that since Sparkles ( Read more... )