#10 – The Tale of Micro Max and The Black Widow

Once upon a time, there lived a very tiny and very strong, young boy named Micro Max. Now, you might be thinking that Micro Max was called Micro Max because he was very small. And you would be correct. In fact, Micro Max was so incredibly small that he could have used a toy car as a real car if he wanted to. He just didn’t want to. Because he already had a car.

You see, Micro Max had decided a long time ago to put his micro-ness to good use and become a superhero. He fought crime across the globe, becoming one of the most highly sought after superheroes in history. He had fought the bad guys by sneaking into their laboratories and ripping the wires out of their laser guns. He had captured bad guys by pinching their legs until they ran into his pre-made traps. He was the best at what he did and the world knew it.

Micro Max understood that most superheroes didn’t really CHOOSE to be superheroes, but if worrying about what other people thought, or how things should be, bothered him, then he might as well hang up his cape for good. Which is precisely what he did.

That’s right, after years of fighting crime and saving the world from evil-doers, Micro Max had had enough. Every time he made the news, the reporter would include some sort of pun in the headline: Micro Max Belittles Giant Robot. Micro Max Stands Tall Against Octopus Man. Micro Max Possesses Macro Heart. He was fed up with all of the unwanted attention from “traditionally-sized” people and was ready to enjoy a life of luxury.

But, as luck would have it, it wasn’t that easy. Only several seconds after he placed his cape in his cupboard for what he thought would be the last time, his arch nemesis, The Black Widow, destroyed the city in which Micro Max lived. Well, ‘destroyed’ might not be the correct word, as Micro Max lived in a city made from toy blocks and it only took a matter of minutes to re-build any building which had been knocked down, but, still, Micro Max was unable to sit back and let The Black Widow get away with such a targeted attack. How could he relax and enjoy his micro lemon cordials if he was forever worried that his house could be knocked down at any moment?

Even though it had only been a matter of minutes since he had hung up cape forever, Micro Max went back into his bedroom, put his tiny cape on for what he had hoped would be the final time and headed out into the night to get rid of his enemy forever.

Micro Max discovered The Black Widow sitting on a platform, looking down on him and mocking him with her evil grin.
“You come down here and fight like a Micro Man, Black Widow!” yelled Micro Max waving his fist in the air, “I will defeat you once and for all!”
The Black Widow seemed to accept the challenge and leapt off the platform, landing right in front of Micro Max. As if curious, the Black Widow brought her head down towards Micro Max. He saw his chance, and, with one smooth motion, Micro Max grabbed the end of The Black Widow’s tail, ran up it and climbed on top of her back. Using handfuls of her hair for grip, he made his way to the top of her head and began pushing her eyelids down so that she could not see. The Black Widow let out a harrowing scream before running straight into one of the dining room chairs located nearby. She was now using all of her strength to try and buck Micro Max off of her body. Micro Max used all of his strength to hang on, but, because he didn’t have very much strength at all, The Black Widow flung Micro Max to the far reaches of his own city, and ran off as quickly as she had arrived.

Micro Max eventually came out of his daze and sadly made his way home. As he closed his toy block door behind him, he realised the world could not survive one minute without his superpowers and accepted his fate as the worlds greatest superhero. That night, he went to bed still dressed in his green and white outfit, so that he would always ready for action…

(Insert Superhero Music Here)


My name is Gregg Savage and, every night when the house is quiet, I write and publish a free children’s story at dailytales.com.au for you to share and enjoy.


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