So Outdated

Jenny Jetson had made quite a name for herself as a crime fighter, even as a teen she'd fought some crazy scientist dudes. But now she was in her early 30’s. She was still a crime frighten only now she worked as an officer no more crazy stunts or gadgets made by a 15-year-old wiz kid or with her now husband at her side. She had two children who knew nothing of her teenage crime-fighting days.

But that didn't mean the town forgot or her 13-year-old niece. So when the invite to be in the town's annual parade came up again her niece would not let her say no. "Come on Auntie Jenny! Your kids should know that their mom is a hero!"

"So is their father." Jenny reminds her.

"Yes, babe, but unlike you, I have let the town honour my crime-frightening days. You always avoid them, " her husband teases as he heads back to the office.

"Gee why would a young mom want to avoid being the center of attention when one of her villains was never found? I can't have him find my kids because I'm dressing up as my teenage crime fighter." She huffs and gets ready to toss the invite.

"Auntie wait." Halley grabs the invite. "So don't go as your teenage self. Let's get you an updated look! You're still a crime fighter after all. And if that villain is dumb enough to show up at the parade he'll see you still strong and ready to fight.'"

"You really want me to do this huh?" Jenny sits next to her.

"Well, duh, you like the coolest relative I have, and Mom won't let me give her a new makeover, so why not on my superhero Aunt?" Halley rolls her eyes as if it is the most obvious thing.

"I'm not a superhero," Jenny whispers.

"I always thought you were,” Halley says in that trying-to-still-be-cool teenage way.

"Fine, I will," Jenny admits defeat.

Hallye jumps for joy and with the kids loaded into the van they head to the mall. Halley looked at photos of her once teenage Aunt. "Cargo pants and a crop top really Auntie?"

"Hey it was the style back then!" she said defensively.

"Still no cargo pants or crop tops," Halley says with a hint of disgust.

“I've had two babies sure then. No arguments here. Though cargo shorts would be great with the kids now." She starts to joke.

"Oh my gosh no-” Halley rushes out. "You need something sporty. But age appropriate.”

Soon they pull into the mall, and Halley leads Jenny to stores she’s never been in before. She tries on clothes she would never even take into a dressing room. Some of it made her feel amazing and others reminded her of all her teenage anxiety about her looks.

Eventually, Halley finds the perfect outfit that blends Jenny's old look and what was hip and cool, and when Jenny makes that joke Halley just rolls her eyes. "Just because you are my coolest aunt doesn’t make everything you do cool." They finished their mall trip with ice cream.

"You're going to look so cool in the parade. I'm gonna get my friends to make signs and we're gonna cheer so loud." Halley beams as she helps Jenny load the kids into the care.

Jenny smiles and glances in the review mirror, her two young kids nod off blissfully unaware in the backseat. A small pit grew in her storage what if she was making a mistake?

The feeling of unease never went away. On the day parade, she waves from the float while her children play safely with her family, ideally lost in the shuffle. They are safe or they are supposed to be. An explosion went off, and everyone went for cover.

Jenny attempts to get off the float and help when she hears "Mommy! "Her son cries out, she sees both her son and daughter being lifted into an all too familiar flying pod.

"Dr. Grason!" her teenage self would have shot a grappling gun and flown through the air to follow him. But she wasn't her teenage crime-fighting self, she was a mom and she knew something Dr. Garson didn't, she had trackers on her kids.

"Catch me if you can miss all that!" He cackles and takes off.

She leaps the rest of the way off the float and finds her husband, "The taker is working right?" He nods, watching the dot moves on the scream."

"I'm sorry the kids were in the group but he grabbed them while the explosion went off I couldn't get to them fast enough."

"Love, he planned this, don't blame yourself.” Jenny looks at Halley "Looks like the look gets a test run."