Don't Touch That Dial! by figletofvenice (PG)

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Fandom: BIG TIME RUSH
Pairing: None; Carlos-centric gen
Length: ~1,200 words
Author on LJ: figletofvenice
Author Website: addandsubtract
Why this must be read: Because Carlos is adorable and sweet and there's not nearly enough fic about him out there. Carlos canonically wants to be a superhero and this fic is just the cutest, most fun look at that ever. It's very much in the tone of the show, playful and fun, and Carlos is dead on perfect in it. And really, I can not stress enough how adorable this is.

Carlos gets it from his mother’s side. This is actually news to him, but then one day he goes to play table hockey and accidentally snaps one of the levers off. He looks at the torn bit of metal in his hand, wondering if that’s something that’s supposed to happen, and then carefully hides it next to the table leg.

Then, over the course of the next three days he accidentally breaks a door off at the hinges, rips a park bench in half, and nearly topples a telephone pole. Then he calls his dad.

“Why am I breaking things!” It’s not exactly a question so much as an exclamation. “More than usual!”

“Oh,” his father says, “it looks like you take after your mother after all.”

“What?” Carlos asks, because his father just stops talking after that like it explains everything. But it doesn’t! It doesn’t explain anything!

“We thought you wouldn’t get it.” His father sounds like he’s thinking really hard, but Carlos is still pretty much entirely confused. “Usually it comes in when the kids are around twelve. Like adult teeth.”

“What comes in?” Carlos tries, again, though with his father it’s honestly hit or miss on the answering questions front.

“What? Oh. You know, the super strength. It runs in the family. Your mother’s side.”

“Oh,” Carlos says. “Oh,” because suddenly a lot of things about his childhood make much more sense.

Don't Touch That Dial!