Super Mom v.s. the School Counselor

Look! There in the kitchen. Faster than a teen-agers excuses, able to leap over a whining four year old in a single bound, raising healthy, happy children single handed. It's a tank. It's a mini-van. It's SUPER MOM. Discreetly disguised as mild mannered, single mom, Kimber. Super Mom waits to spring into action.

We join Super Mom today, in her disguise of Kimber, cleaning house and preparing for the holidays that are rapidly approaching. When the phone rings, SM is completely unaware of the fact that she will be called upon to once again make the world safe from evil.

~Ring~
~Ring~
"Hello?"
"Mom? Mom? It's me, Mandy. Help, please, help me. I'm trapped in the counselor's office. She's telling me." Click.
"Mandy? Mandy? Oh my God. They've captured my daughter. Quick! My Cape!"

Rushing to the cupboard, Kimber reaches in to grab her cape that will quickly transform her into Da Da Da DAAAAA! Super Mom!! Wait..what's this? Here cape is missing. Oh no. What to do. Rushing to the stove and lifting the tea canister, the stove spins around to reveal Agent Q, sitting reading a book. Without even glancing up from her book, Q hands SM a freshly pressed cape.

"Where do I have to go to get some peace and quiet in this place, I've been trying to finish this book for days now. And do try not to get this all messy, SM."

With a nod of thanks, Kimber flips on her cape and flies out the door to the Mom-mobile. Reaching the school in 15 seconds, while still managing to wear her seat belt and follow all vehicle laws, SM leaps out of the mini-van and races into the school office. There she finds the school counselor rubbing her hands in delight and chuckling evilly.

"I thought this might bring you in," Counselor Shmedley smiles, "I simply must talk to you about your child."

"Did you ever think of simply calling and setting up a parent conference?"

"Oh, but this is so much more convenient for me. And more fun," the counselor leads SM to a small office. Looking around, SM sees a one way mirror. On the other side of the mirror, her daughter is trapped in a small, white room with only a chair in the middle of it. Mandy is pacing around and knocking on the walls and calling out for someone to help her. SM races over to the wall and begins banging on it with her Super Strength, but to no avail.

"You fiend! Release my child at once," SM turns to the counselor who is now seated behind her desk. The counselor motions for SM to have a seat.

"Do not worry, your daughter is unharmed. We will release her in good time. First we must discuss a few things."

SM slowly lowers herself into a chair, keeping her eyes glued on the mirrored wall and her daughter. Suddenly the chair begins to vibrate and make a high pitched sound. SM finds herself unable to move or speak. SM is trapped!

"Now that your comfortable, let me explain a few things to you, "the counselor smirks, "we have a standard at this school. Children are expected to behave a certain way. They must fit the mold. How else can we take over the world? We have several good programs to help children conform. Your daughter has elected not to join any. This is not acceptable. She has eluded all of our attempts to persuade her. Hypnosis, bribery, subliminal suggestions during the morning announcements, the drugs in the school lunches. We have now had to resort to this extreme measure. A parent conference. We expect your full cooperation on this matter."

SM stared in horror at the room where her daughter was being held. An invisible door opened and three young girls dressed in cheerleading outfits came in. A look of horror passed over her daughter's face as the three girls began to cheer in unison.

"We've got school spirit, yes we do, We've got the spirit, How about you? We've joined the clubs, we're top of the class. If you don't too, we'll kick your ass! Gimme a C, gimme a O, gimme a N, gimme a F, gimme O, gimme a R gimme a M. Yeah Schoolll!!!!!

Mandy begins to cry as the girls lean in and wait for a response from her. SM struggles against the force holding her back. All seems hopeless for our heroine. But wait, what is this. Super Mom is able to move her pinky finger. Stretching it as far as she can, she reaches her belt and presses the emergency button. In only seconds, the office door flies open and Agent Q steps in holding a stack of books.

"Who are you?" the counselor jumps from her seat and heads towards Q. But instantly Q whips a book at her and knocks her out cold. Going over to SM, Agent Q takes another book and swings it at the chair. The force is broken and SM can move again. Agent Q throws a third book at the mirror and it shatters into a million pieces. Mandy leaps through the hole into her Mom's waiting arms.

"Wow, Aunt Q, you saved me. Thanks. But how could your book break that glass when even Super Mom's super strength couldn't?"

"Easy, my love, knowledge is power. And SM, try to be more careful. I must say, it is nice to get out now and again. But I've got to get back to my reading," Agent Q collected her copies of Animal Farm, 1984 and Farenheit 451. SM looked down on the floor at the counselor who was coming around. Lifting her up off the floor, Super Mom puts her in the little white room on the chair and ties her up with her Rope of Restraint. The counselor began to struggle against it.

"I wouldn't bother, Counselor. That rope is strong enough to hold even my 5 year old boy. You will not be able to escape. It is now your turn to listen. First of all, you will not bother my child again. She is an individual and will continue to be so. Secondly, you will stop harassing other students to join your clubs. The important part of school is learning, not belonging to the right clubs or the right clique. Do you understand me?"

"But, but, children have to fit in. They have to belong to the right club,"the counselor stuttered. "If not, how will the world become a better place?" "Knowledge, creativity, imagination. These are the things we should encourage," SM shook her head sadly. Taking her daughter's hand, she walked out of the school. Another disaster averted for now. Taking off her cape and throwing it in the trunk, Kimber took her daughter home to have some hot cocoa. Super Mom, with the help of Agent Q, has won against another evil foe. Life can go on in her daughter's school for now. But you never know when something will happen that requires Da Da Da DAAAAA.. Super Mom!