Hey guys I just read 'I'm Bananaman No more' and I decided to do a Fanfic about his origin. I know there are Origin Stories set already, but I

Bananaman: Origins.

Eric Wimp, or Little Eric walked through the Streets of Beanotown. All was Quiet. It was Saturday.

Eric unwrapped a Banana, and bit into it.

"Aaaaaaahh!" He sighed. He loved bananas as much as he loathed cross-country. A lot.

Suddenly, he heard a scream.

By instinct, he rushed to investigate, and came to an alley, where he saw a funny man in a Purple Coat, glasses, and a purple top hat was there, pointing a strange ray gun at some Policemen.

"Hand over your lunches!" He ordered, waving the rifle.

"No way!" Retorted the Bobbies. "We aren't scared of your daft Death Ray!"

"Oh, but this isn't a Death Ray, Oh, no!" Smirked the Man, firing the gun. It engulfed the Policemen in a blue light, and when the light faded, the Policemen found themselves in their vests and underpants, their helmets all that remained of their uniforms.

"Gaaah! Alright, alright! We'll do as we're told!" Gibbered the Policemen, handing over their lunch boxes.

Eric couldn't take it anymore. "Leave them alone!" He cried, jumping into the alley.

The man stared in astonishment as Eric waved his fists in front of him. "Come on, them! Fight me!" He yelled.

The strange man simply bopped the kid on the head, knocking him to the ground. "Buzz off, kid!" He snapped, walking off.

The policemen helped Eric up. "C'mon, Kid, let's get you to the station."

...

Chief O'Reilly sighed. Crime was at an all-time high. Villains like General Blight, Doctor Doom, The Weatherman, and the Heavy Mob were causing chaos.

Suddenly, Constable Dunce came in. "Er... Chief... We just got mugged by Doctor Gloom."

O'reilly groaned. "That's the fourth time this month!"

"He used a ray that took away our uniforms, Sir."

"Alright... anything else...?"

"Yeah, he also bonked a kid on the head."

"Send him in."

Little Eric came in, with a bandage on his head.

"Righto, Kiddo. What happened?"

"I saw the funny man in purple threatening the cops and taking their clothes away, then making them hand their lunches over."

Outside, the Policemen were glum. "My mum had made cheese sandwiches, my favourite." Grumbled one.

"Right. Next time, call the Police." Said the Chief.

"The Weirdo was MUGGING the Police."

"Don't talk back! Now beat it!" Snapped the Chief.

...

Back Home, Eric slumped onto his bed.

"Why do I have to be so Wimpy? My last name is Wimp, for goodness' sakes!" He grumbled.

Hours passed, and at 11 o'clock, a saw something in his window.

A streak of yellow light landing in his garden.

Eric put on a Blue dressing-gown, and went to investigate.

He peered at the meteor. It had the size, shape, and appearance of a banana.

Now, the sensible thing to do would be to back away, and call the authorities.

But Eric was too mesmerised to be sensible, and picked it up.

He went to see if he could peel it. He could!

He pressed into the inside. It was soft as a Banana.

So, Eric did the most sensible thing a 10-year-old could do while too mesmerised to think sensibly.

He bit into it.

It seemed Okay, so he finished the rest of it.

Then he realised that what he just did was remarkably foolish, and ran back inside, popping the banana skin in the bin.

...

The next morning, Eric lay in his bed, feeling hot and sweaty, and possessing a headache.

His mum came in, and checked his temperature.

"You're not well." She remarked. "No school for you today!"

At least there was one upside to this, at least.

"I'm going out. I'll be back by ten p.m. There's food in the pantry and in the fridge." Said Eric's mum, as she walked out of the house.

As the door closed, Eric decided to cheer himself up with a Banana.

He got one from the pantry, and took a bite out of it.

An amazing transformation occured.

...

His clothes dissapeared, getting replaced by a blue suit and mask, with a skintight yellow hood with banana tips on top and banana-skin-like cape. A yellow belt appeared on his waist, with a Red 'B' on it.

He grew taller, more muscular, with the body of Hercules.

Finally, his chin expanded, turning into one like stone.

...

Eric gasped. He examined his body in front of a mirror. What had happened to him?

It occurred to him. "Ooh, eck'! I've been turned into a superhero!"

He rushed outside to try something.

He jumped...

He flew!

He shot through the sky, narrowly missing a plane. For some reason, he felt no fear.

All he felt was excitement.

It was remarkably easy to fly. All he had to do was will it, and his body would turn towards where he wanted to.

Suddenly, he heard something from below.

A scream.

He flew down, to see who he recognised as Fiona the Newsreader being mugged by a group of men, who he recognised from the news as the Heavy Mob.

He could hear what was being said with his super-hearing.

"Call me a scoundrel, would you, Fiona?" Sneered a Posh Voice. "Well, here's your just desserts!"

Eric wasted no time. He flew down, landing in between Fiona and the Heavy Mob.

"Hold it right there!" He commanded.

The Heavy Mob stopped in their tracks.

The biggest one let out a gasp.

"A Superhero!" He exclaimed.

"Really, Maurice? Haven't seen one in Beanotown before..." Muttered the one in the Green Suit and hat Eric recognised as Eddie the Gent. "What is your Name, 'Hero'?"

"Um..." Eric couldn't think of one.

The one with the moustache pointed. "Hang on! Those aren't horns on 'is head! They're bananas!"

Eric pressed the bananas on his head, then snapped his finger and thumb. "I know! I'm Bananaman!"

The Heavy Mob Burst out laughing.

Maurice advanced towards Bananaman, who punched the Big man, sending him flying into the wall.

The Heavy Mob stared.

Bananaman cried; "Hah! Anyone want some more?" He put his hands on hips, touching the side of his belt, which opened.

A robotic arm came out, and what looked like a cross between a banana and a laser gun was in it's grasp.

The Heavy mob ran for it.

Bananaman grabbed his Banana Ray Guns, and fired at the Heavy Mob. He missed.

Fortunately, the blast happened to hit a mirror that someone had thrown away, rebounding, and hitting a pipe overhead, which fell on the Heavy Mob, knocking them out.

The police arrived, and arrested the Criminals.

"You'll pay for this, you Blue Buffoon!" Snapped Eddie.

"Oh, PIPE down!" Called Bananaman.

"Who are you then?" Asked Chief O'Reilly.

"You can call me... BANANAMAN!" Bananaman Cried, taking to the skies.

He flew home, landing in his garden.

"How am I going to change back?" He pondered.

Suddenly, there was a flash of yellow light, and suddenly, he was Little Eric again.

"Wow! It must happen every time I have a Banana!" He grinned.

"I swear to you, Beanotown, that I will defend you tirelessly... as long as it's not after ten, or on weekends." He vowed.

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