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by on March 7, 2013

This story was written for Trifecta’s weekly prompt, which was to use the followng definition of the word “juggle” in a sentence: “to handle or deal with usually several things (as obligations) at one time so as to satisfy often competing requirements.

Tasha’s eyes flicked across the parking lot. She had three exploding soccer balls left. Fifteen robots between her and the building. If Titanium Walrus’s manifesto was accurate, she had seven minutes before the padamantium bomb went off and vaporized a good part of downtown Edison City. Couldn’t let that happen; the Flower Festival was starting that evening and everyone was looking so forward to it. Vaporization would just kill the mood.

She was just working out an angle when her phone buzzed. Text from the captain. Apparently he was still working the volcano problem and wouldn’t be home till late, so could she pick up Tamsin from school?

Tasha checked her watch. Thirty minutes till school let out. Unless…was it Wednesday Tamsin had her afterschool cornet practice? She fired off one soccer ball at a robot that was getting much too close as she mentally ran through the calendar. No, today was cornet, Wednesday was the tutoring session with the Scarlet Shapeshifter, Thursday wasn’t anything. She had time. Tasha texted back in the affirmative as she fired off her last two soccer balls and made a break through the resulting chaos towards the building. She wished the Academy had provided more guidance on how to juggle all this. It’d been all telepathy and zombies when she’d gone through, but not so much about calendars and school days. Not very practical.

 

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22 Comments
  1. All telepathy and zombies… If it’s not one thing it’s another! lol

  2. A whole new twist on the soccer mom. I love it.

    • Super Soccer Mom’s one of my favorite heroes. Right up there with Captain Happily Married. 🙂

  3. Although I’ve never had to contemplate the use of exploding soccer balls (and haven’t been schooled in telepathy or zombies) I can so relate to Tasha!

    • I’ve never done any of those things either, nor been a soccer mom, but I can relate to having one’s schedule crowded. Close enough. 😛

  4. Draug419 permalink

    …the kids didn’t get off of school for the imminent doomsday? Seriously? (:

  5. Ah,no respite even in future? I feel for Tasha-even Supermoms have to juggle their roles-sigh!Loved this cute take:-)

    • A mother’s work is never done…or so I’ve been told. 🙂

      • Ha!ha!So it is but I also believe that any parent-Mom or Dad-their work is never done,till their last breath 🙂

  6. Congrats on your Trifecta placement! I love this superhero world – a soccer mom with exploding soccer balls – how cool is that! Very creative!

    • Superhero worlds are fun to play around in. Just take an ordinary concept like a soccer mom, and add superpowers! Bam! Fun!

  7. Ohmygosh! This is a delightful riot. Absolutely love the mix of mad and mundane here. Fantastic.
    Congrats! 🙂

    • Thanks! Mad and mundane’s the best kind of mix. I think that’s why the Incredibles is my favorite superhero movie. It’s an inspiration. 🙂

  8. This is hilarious! So glad De recommended I run over to Trifecta–you painted the ultimate soccer mom! Excellent piece 🙂

    • Just wait till you meet her kids. Tamsin, for example, can shapeshift into a Frisbee. It’s surprisingly useful 😛

  9. Vaporization really is a buzzkill. Love that she has the apocalypse under control but not the school schedule.

    • If I were a superhero mom, I’d probably homeschool my kids. Seems less of a hassle.

  10. Finally getting around to reading last week’s Trifecta entries. This? FANTASTIC. Utterly awesome. I can’t even pick out my favorite part because it was all so good. Congrats on taking a prize – it’s totally deserved.

    • Thanks very much; I’m so glad Super Soccer Mom turned out well. I shall have to write more stories with her. 🙂

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