Sky High Page #6

- There it is.

- You got the right one.

You were right.

He took it home.

Hey, he's got the ego the size of a giant robot.

Uncle! Uncle! Uncle!

- Hey, Layla.

- Hi.

So where were you after school?

I was worried.

I got stuck in the nurse's office.

And the news just keeps getting better and better.

Turns out I may never get my powers.

How'd your dad take it?

What was I supposed to do?

He showed me the secret sanctum.

You have to tell them.

My parents are the greatest

superheroes on the planet.

Everybody expects greatness from me.

Well, you are great.

Thanks.

OK, so you're a sidekick.

It's not the end of the world.

When life gives you lemons...

Make apple juice?

I can't make lemons.

I don't know what it is.

Yeah but see, no, you have an awesome

power and you could have made hero easy.

I'm not into labels.

But why would you choose to be a sidekick?

Because I think the whole thing is stupid.

Dividing people into groups like that. I mean...

...what is this?

- High school?

Apple?

Thanks.

Morning, class.

Welcome to Hero Support.

My name is...

...All American Boy!

'Course, nowadays...

Ooh!

...I just go by Mr. Boy.

But this year, it will be my privilege

to help each of you become

the very best hero support that you can be.

Without hero support,

why, there wouldn't be any heroes.

All right, there probably would be heroes,

but they would be very lonely.

Lonely heroes indeed.

And...

Yes?

Uh, yeah, um,

when do we pick our names and costumes?

Because I call dibs on "Zach Attack."

Well, you don't get to pick.

On graduation day, you'll be assigned to your hero,

and then he or she will, uh,

decide what you will be called

and what you will wear.

I think this is mostly done in an

attempt to avoid clashing colors.

That's why when I was paired with...

...the Commander, red, white and blue it was,

which for me was a very good thing because,

uh, as you can see, blue really

just makes my eyes pop!

- It's very dramatic.

- Huh.

Uh, excuse me.

Uhm I didn't know you worked for the Commander.

I worked with the Commander.

We were a team,

Mr...Mr...Stronghold!

Stronghold.

You Steve's son?

Yeah.

And he never mentioned me to you.

I don't...I don't think so.

Makes sense.

That makes perfect sense, because the Commander

does not have time to sit around

flipping through scrapbooks

that I took the time to make for him.

No, the Commander's got to be

out there saving the world!

With your mom. Your mom.

- She ever mention me?

- Uh...

- Incoming!

Oh, look. He does glow.

I told you.

Greetings.

Little misfire in the Mad Science Lab.

No need to panic, unless

you're a single-cell organism.

Mr. Medulla,

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