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The return of buy genuine Proscalpin in the u.s. deleted scenes! Here, we have an expanded take on Carl’s interactions with Mesmer on their first day of school, his first fight with Spore, and finding out Wing’s in his gym class, along with an alternate version of the Act 2 intro, which was aborted like a prom night baby. Here they are for you to (possibly) enjoy. Remember: Random notes in bold denote unfinished bits that I planned on getting back to before the section was scrapped.

Car with Mesmer:

Finally able to get her two youngest children in the car, Insight was bringing the two to their respective schools, Mesmer in the passenger seat and Carl sprawled out in the back.

“Excited for the first day of 8th grade, little man?”

“Oh yeah, I’m gonna charm all the girls in my grade in to going out with me.”

“With real charm or your powers.”

“Powers. Real charm is for chumps!”

“Atta boy!”

“Don’t be a fool, Mesmer!” Insight scorned, “You know the they have a strict policy against that. And don’t even try it on your teachers. The mental shielding regimens they go through…”

“Yeah, ma, we know, we know. You tell him every year.”

“And yet he doesn’t seem to listen,” she said as she pulled in front of the junior high. “Okay, M, you got all your things?”

“Yes, mom.”

“Okay, give your mama a kiss good-bye.”

“Mom! My friends are watching!” he yelled, horrified. “I’ll just see you later!” Grabbing his bag, he hopped out of the car and slammed the door, not taking a moment to look back.

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Gym Class Villains:

This seemed to not be completely integral to me, and it just dragged down the story of the first day. Plus, it felt too much of a rehash of the previous scenes with Wing (the dance and the mall), and making trying to show for a third time what the boy’s presence meant to Carl seemed redundant.

The rest of the day progressed as one would expect the first day to, super-powered high school or not: Names were called, seats were assigned, homework was given, and girls were mercilessly ogled.

Up until gym, the day had proceeded just fine. Now sitting on the bleachers in the gym, the same one that, just a few days before, had been converted to a makeshift dance hall, he saw about four dozen juniors and seniors, girls and guys alike, fill up the seating. No one he was really good friends with, unfortunately.

As Mr. Woods, who was also the gym teacher in addition to their homeroom monitor, called out names for attendance much liked he did earlier that morning. Carl did as he had been doing all day and waited for the ‘Fs.’

“Carl Freeman.”

“Here.”

He then went back to thinking about nothing really at all.

“Glacier Green.”

“Here.”

CARL’S THOUGHTS

“Fractal Hall.”

“Here.”

CARL’S THOUGHTS, WHICH ARE THEN INTERRUPTED

“Wing Kong.”

Carl’s heart skipped a beat, and once again in that cold, metallic, diction, he heard: “Here.”

Like a goddamned robot, man.

Out of the corner of his eye, he peered at Wing, once again with Decibel at his side. He saw Wing finish a story, and without delay, give a pompous flick of his head, his shaggy-yet-styled black hair being flung back, and the student let out a disingenuous laugh at his own story.

Prick.

Luckily, just because they had gym the same period didn’t mean they’d be in the same class; it all depended on what you picked for that term. Carl was relieved to find out a few days later that, he was free of Wing for at least the first half of the year, as he wasn’t in either his current gym class or health class in the corresponding off-days. He was free of that asshole until at least January.

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Carl & Spore’s First Fight

And while things had been going well, today was a new first. It was there first fight.

“I don’t want to go to the art show,” Carl moaned on the phone. “It’s going to be so boring. Why can’t we just stay in and watch a movie instead?”

“We always stay in and watched a movie,” she said, annoyed. “There’s a whole world out there, you know.”

“I know, it’s just that…”

Carl paused, realizing he didn’t have a good excuse not to go.

“It’s just that it’s going to be so boring,” he repeated.

“It’s important to me.”

He let out a minor huff and stated, “Fine. I’ll go.”

“I’ll just go with my sister.”

“I just said I’d…”

“I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”

*click*

“I’m in trouble, aren’t I?” Carl murmured to himself. He then looked at his phone and struggled with whether or not he should text Spore. Although he knew a painfully tiny amount about women, the one thing he did know was to back off when.

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Alternate Act 2 Intro

It was the end of January, and the bell had just rung, signaling the end of another school week. The week before had been midterms, making this one feel as if it were nothing.

The lab that they had just performed was somewhat significant; it was the last one before the choosing of new partners as the new semester started on Monday. Now grabbing their supplies, Carl, Spore, El, and Octane all began their exit out of the classroom.

“Thank God I won’t have to see you two making googly-eyes at each other from across your table anymore.”

“Aw, Carl, I think someone’s jealous.”

“Bro, bro, bro, bro, how could you be jealous when you have me?” Octane asked, pretending to be insulted. Then putting his hand under his chin, he put pressure on it and let out a series of pops with the sound of a firecracker being let off. He proceeded to do the same to the other side.

Letting out a shudder at the noise, El replied, “No. Not jealous at all.”

“Hey, I have to run to the computer lab to work on the yearbook layout. See you later tonight, right?” Spore asked.

“Absolutely.”

“Okay,” she said, leaning in for another kiss, “see you later, babe.”

“Bye, babe.”

“Later,” El added.

“Peace,” Octane threw in with a slight wave of his hand.

Waiting until she was out of earshot, El, annoyed, turned to Carl and stated, “I thought we were going to the movies tonight, man.”

“Ah, shit, I meant to tell you. We’re having dinner at my house tonight.”

His annoyance growing, he responded, “I thought you were having dinner with her tomorrow.”

“Yeah, well…” Carl paused for a moment, knowing El wouldn’t like what he was about to hear, “that’s our anniversary dinner. My mom’s off today, and she just to do something for us.”

“Huh,” El replied, licking his gums and looking off to the side, partially vexed, partially hurt.

“What?”

“Nothing.”

“If you wanna say something, man, just say it.”

Now outside and in the school parking lot, El responded, “It’s nothing.” Before taking off in his trademark *swish*, he added, “Have fun. Babe.”

“What was that about?” Carl asked to Octane once El was long gone.

“Are-are-are you a ‘tard?”

“What? He’s ditched me plenty of times to hang out with girls.”

“Like when?”

“Like…” Carl then paused, thinking. “Well, I’m sure he has.”

“Dude, you gotta do wha-what-what you feel is right. I-I-I make time for both you guys and Blitz. It’s tough, but ya need to find that balance.”

“Yeah. Well after this weekend, I will. Promise.”

“I believe, ya, big C. I’m out, though. Have a good one.”

“You too, man.”

And with a *zip*, Octane was gone. Carl stood there and stewed in his thoughts. The more he thought about it, the less he felt that he was wrong. If El were his friend, he should want him to do what makes him happy.

Just that moment, Carl heard the sound of flapping above him, and looked up to see Wing soaring gracefully in the sky, the light radiating on him as the teen flew home.

Carl grimaced as he walked towards his second-hand mint green Saturn.

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“Hey Carl,” a squeaky voice from behind him said fifteen seconds after he had entered his house.

Turning around to see Mesmer, Carl responded, “Yo, little man. What’s good?”

“Do you wanna go to the comic store with me?” Mesmer asked eagerly.

“Ah, I’d love to, bud, but Spore’s coming by later and I wanna get washed up.”

“Oh.”

“You’ll understand in a few years when you start dating. But maybe next week? Next few days are probably gonna be busy.”

“Yeah. Okay.”

“See ya, little man,” Carl stated, rubbing his little brother on the head as he went to walk up the stairs.”

“See ya, Carl.”

Mesmer looked at the ground disappointed.

Having overheard the conversation, Insight sympathetically replied, “I can take you a little later, hon.”

“It’s okay, mom.”

“You sure, sweetie?”

“Yeah. Thanks, mom.”

Insight stared poignantly as her youngest disappeared from view to go up the stairs. With their father gone, Carl was the only male figure he has in the house; he should act like it.

It was a talk that would have to wait for another time, she thought. Let him enjoy the weekend.

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At 6 PM, the doorbell rang, and Insight went to let Spore in.

“Hello, dear,” she said, giving Spore a hug.

“Hey, Mrs. Freeman. It smells great in here!”

“Oh, you already have my approval, hon. No need to lie.”

“Stop, you know you’re a great cook.”

“I do, but…” Insight then stopped herself as she felt an odd twinge radiating off of Spore.

“Is everything alright, hon?”

“Oh, yeah. Things are great! Why?”

Insight held a curious gaze on for only a moment and replied, “Just making conversation while we wait for my lazy son to get down here. Carl!” she yelled, turning to the stairs. “Spore’s here, and dinner’s almost ready!”

“I’ll be down in two seconds!”

“That son of a mine. You bring your appetite?”

“Always do! Do you need help setting up?”

“No, but thank you, dear. You can just sit and relax.”

Carl came barreling down the stairs and met Spore with a kiss, making sure his mom wasn’t in view to see.

DINNER. INSIGHT KEEPS GLANCING OVER AT SPORE. SHE REALIZES THAT SOMETHING’S WRONG

“Hey, so have you given any thought to what I talked to you about?”

“Ah, yeah. The trip? Some thought…”

“And?”

“I don’t think I really have the money.”

“What about what you’ve made at work?”

“It’s not a whole lot. Plus, I wanted to save up for a BLANK anyway.”

“You always do this.”

“I’ve been thinking about this for a while. I think we should go on a break.”

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Empowered: Deleted & Alternate Scenes, Part 1



And we’re back from a bit of a hiatus! While my third story is currently in the works (still in the outlining stages, unfortunately), I wanted to present to you over the next few weeks some bonus material, like alternate/deleted scenes and commentary.

First up are two different takes on the way Carl and El’s breakfast the day after the Senior Mixer was intended to go. It was a going to be a much longer scene, but it never felt “right” to me, so I cut it out completely, opting instead for them to have a quick breakfast in the mall food court.

There’s also a brief scene of Carl and El screwing around in the park, which I realized served no real purpose, so I cut it. Also, Carl and El were to get pizza much earlier in the story, following up on the text Carl had sent him after their spat in the mall. I decided to move this to the end after their big fight. Some parts were also incorporated in to their morning homeroom scene on the first day of school.

Minor note: You’ll see things in bold, but you can more or less ignore those. I’d jump around in my writing, and those bolded lines are notes for later for sections that I wasn’t able to develop at the time.

Okay, enough of that. Let’s get this show on the road:

Breakfast, Take 1:

“Wake me up from a nice sleep, goddamn right breakfast is on you.”

“Sweet. Put some clothes on, and I’ll jump us over there.”

“No. I hate your ‘pick ups.’ Ma!” Carl yelled, “Can I use the car?”

“Where are you going, baby angel?”

He wish he had prefaced with ‘El is here.’

“EL IS HERE,” he yelled, embarrassed, “and we’re gonna get some breakfast!”

“Oh, I can make you boys something!”

“No, it’s fine!”

“Aw, come on, baby angel,” El said with a grin.

“What was that, Elcsum Gray?”

“Nothing, ma’am,” El said. He then whispered to Carl, “The ears on that woman.”

“Try livin’ with it.”

“Don’t y’all be fools, spending your money. Come down and I’ll whip you up some French toast, and I think we have some sausage, too.”

“Thanks, mom!” El called back. He then turned to Carl, “French toast! Sausage! Mom!”

“Why do you insist on being you?”

“Ms. Freeman!” El yelled to her, “Would you mind heating up the syrup?”

“Sure!”

“Syrup!” he exclaimed to Carl. “Anyway, speaking of hot, sticky things, me and Hourglass…”

“She good?”

“Yeah, man. Her powers made it last twice as long as normal. It was fucking awesome.”

“Oh, so you got to disappoint a girl for an entire minute this time, huh?”

“Best goddamn minute of her life! Anyway, what about you? You never went in to detail with that chick from last night.”

“Her name’s Spore; she’s new. She was there doing a photo assignment or something. Wants to be on the yearbook staff.”

“Yearbook staff? Yikes. Geek rejection is the worst kind of rejection. But hey, that’s what you get for trying to steal our womens.”

“Racism is fun, El.”

“Sure is!”

THEY NEED TO BULLSHIT FOR A FEW MORE MINUTES

“Boys! Breakfast is ready!”

“Yes! Food, food, food, food!”

THEY GO DOWN THE STAIRS

“Thanks a lot, Mrs. Freeman. It smells awesome.”

“Oh, of course. Gotta put some meat on you boys. Too skinny.”

“I’m trying to keep my lady-like figure.”

“Mom, can I borrow the car or not?”

“Are you going to drive the speed limit?”

“Yes, mom.”

“Carl P Freeman.”

There’s no use lying to a woman who’s a human lie detector, although that never stopped Carl from trying.

“I promise to…”

With her eyes narrowed and lips pursued, Ms. Freeman just stared. Carl knew it was better to just agree.

“I promise to actually go the speed limit.”

“Keys are in my purse, sweetie.”

NEED TO SHOW THAT THEY’RE EATING

“Elcsum, could you give us a moment?”

“Yes, ma’am. And thank you for breakfast. As always, it’s much appreciated.”

“Anything for the boy who actually gets this one out of the house.”

Breakfast, Take 2:

Walking outside, he saw El still fiddling with his hair in the window. “You look gorgeous,” Carl said, “Come on, get in the car.”

“Where do you wanna go?”

“Wherever’s close, I guess.”

Stopping at a nearest fast food joint for a breakfast of sausage, egg, and cheese on a biscuit, the two enjoyed their meal as they pondered what else to do.

“What do you want to do the rest of the day?” Carl asked, wiping crumbs from side of his mouth.

“Let’s be honest,” El replied with a shrug, “we’re in the suburbs, too young to do anything cool in the actual city, so…”

“Mall or movies?” Carl groaned.

Sighing in agreement, El responded, “Mall or movies.”

“What’s playing?”

“Sequels, remakes, and 3D re-releases.”

“Mall then?” Carl BLANK “I hate going there, man. All we do is walk around and not buy shit.”

“Of course we used to not buy shit. With what money? But now you’ve been busing tables, and I got my birthday money. Let’s get something nice to wear for Monday.”

Going to the Park:

“So where to?”

“I got a new Vortex. Toss it around at the park?”

“As long as it doesn’t mean you throwing it half a fuckin’ mile and making me run for it.”

“Oh, Carl. We both know I can’t promise that.”

GROANS AND STARTS THE CAR

“You know, for a guy with no athletic ability, you can throw the ball pretty damn far. Although it ends up flopping around like a ‘tard since you can’t get

a good spiral going.”

“Real nice, El.”

“What?”

THROWS BALL, CARL STILL NEEDS TO RUN FOR IT

Getting Pizza Take 1:

“Hey, what can I do for you two gentlemen?”

“One large…what do you want on it?”

“Everything.”

“Can you do half plain, half everything?”

“You’re so boring.”

“I am what I am.”

“Sure thing, boys. It’ll be a five minutes.”

THEY SIT DOWN

“I’m sorry, man.”

“We don’t have to talk about it. It is what it is.”

“I know, it’s just…”

“Dude, it’s fine. We’re big boys; we can move on. Anyway,” El began, eager to just change the subject, “you see they posted the schedules this morning?”

“No, shit?” he said, pulling out his phone. “On the school’s website?”

“Yeah,” El replied. “Here, compare and let me know if any line up.”

El then opened up to the page on his phone, already pre-loaded from looking at it earlier, and slid it across the table for Carl to see and compare.

“Anything?”

THINKING NOISE

“Ummm…yeah. Other than homeroom, environmental with Doc Drain.”

“That we knew; he’s the only one who teaches it. Nothing else?”

“Nah, doesn’t look it,” he said, sliding El’s phone back to him, “but we do got it at the end of the day, second-to-last period. So on non-lab days, we can just cut out early.”

“Sick.”

“You fuckin’ know it.”

PIZZA IS BROUGHT OUT

“Thank you, ma’am.”

“No problem. You boys enjoy. And watch it; food’s hot.”

“Thank you.”

Each grabbed a slice and quickly placing it on to their plate to cool. The internal struggle of waiting three minutes for it to be edible versus eating it out, to hell with the roof of your mouth commenced.

“Ah, fuck! Fuck fuck fuck!” they both yelled in unison.

Both boys now had their mouths open wide and were frantically sucking in air to cool off the pizza, which now felt like magma in their mouths.

Needless to say, waiting lost.

“So, we’re good, right?”

“Yes! Christ! Stop asking.”

“Just wanted to be sure, man.”

“Oh, dear Carl. Like I’d ever really let this friendship end. I still have fifty more hours of community service to perform.”

“Ah, that’s right. CARL HAS A COMEBACK”

“Ha, if you say so, bruddha. Now, important question: Did you stalk that chick yet?”

“Come on, man. Give me some credit.”

“Carl…”

“I may have done a quick search…”

“Carl…”

“There are four other Spores in the greater Los Angeles area; none of ‘em are under 18.”

“Good. Good.”

“It’s a mute point anyway, she…”

“Moot.”

“What?”

“It’s moot point, not mute point. Your point didn’t have its vocal chords ripped out or some shit.”

“Every time, man. Is that really necessary?”

“Sorry. Go on.”

“Anyway, it’s a MOOT point because she wasn’t in to me.”

“You don’t know that. You said she was doing some assignment, right? I mean, granted there’s the overwhelming likelihood that she was blowing you off because you’re you.”

“Naturally.”

“But it could be that she really did just want to do well on it.”

“Yeah…”

“But, I mean…she was probably blowing you off.”

“Appreciate, man. Thank you.”

“And thank you for the pizza!”

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That’s all! What’d you think? Were one of those breakfast scenes better than what was in there? Was it a good idea to split getting pizza in to the homeroom scene and when Carl and El finally made up?

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