Pete's Expert Summary
My human has presented me with another offering, a large, garishly-clad effigy of a male figure from a brand they call "DC Comics." Apparently, this 12-inch plastic man, known as "Superman," is meant for the small, loud humans to engage in "pretend play." From my superior vantage point, I see a potential adversary. Its considerable size means it won't be easily lost under the credenza, and its advertised "11 points of articulation" suggest its limbs could be satisfyingly manipulated and posed. The flimsy-looking red cape might provide a decent target for my claws. While the concept of "heroic adventures" is utterly lost on me—the only true hero is the one who delivers the six o'clock feeding on time—this object's potential as a wrestling dummy or a gravity-testing projectile has piqued my scientific curiosity. It might be more than just colorful clutter.
Key Features
- HEROIC ADVENTURES AWAIT: Bring epic battles and daring rescues to life with this 12-inch action figure, crafted with incredible detail and designed for thrilling Super Heroes adventures in every play session
- ACTION-PACKED ARTICULATION: With 11 points of articulation, kids can pose their hero in dynamic battle stances or recreate iconic scenes, inspiring creativity, and endless storytelling possibilities
- IMAGINATION AND STORYTELLING: Whether re-creating Superman’s heroic rescues or inventing bold new missions, this toy sparks creativity and encourages kids to dream big while building their own heroic tales
- PERFECT GIFT FOR LITTLE HEROES: Ideal for birthdays, holidays, or special occasions, this Superman action figure brings hours of fun to kids who love action, teamwork, and thrilling adventures
- CREATE YOUR SUPER HEROES TEAM: Pair Superman with other iconic figures like Green Lantern, Hawkgirl, and Mr. Terrific (each sold separately) to build a legendary team and expand the adventure
- Includes: 1 Figure
- Covered by the Spin Master Care Commitment. See below for full details
A Tale from Pete the Cat
The human called it a "gift," placing the plastic sentinel on the far end of the mantelpiece. It stood there, a silent challenge in its ridiculous blue and red pajamas, its molded jawline set in a look of grim determination. An intruder in my domain. I watched from the floor, tail twitching, calculating the trajectory. The mantel is my territory, a high-altitude perch for observing the lesser beings of the household. This garish homunculus was an unacceptable addition to the landscape. My ascent was silent and fluid, a ripple of gray fur against the stone. I approached the subject with the caution of a bomb disposal expert. It was larger up close, its plastic scent sharp and uninviting. I gave it an exploratory nudge with my nose. It didn't budge. Solidly built. The manufacturer, Spin Master, seemed to have accounted for basic turbulence. This would require a more nuanced approach. I noted its arms and legs, the "11 points of articulation" the human had babbled about. These were not limbs; they were levers. Weak points. My first strike was a precise jab at its right arm, hooking a claw into the joint and pulling it forward until it pointed accusingly at a framed photograph of my human's goofy cousin. The figure's balance shifted, but it held. Impressive. I then addressed the lower half, batting a leg until it was bent at an awkward, undignified angle. The plastic man now looked less like a hero and more like he'd had a very unfortunate accident involving a revolving door. He was teetering now, a monument to my superior understanding of physics. The final touch was not a brutish shove but a delicate tap, delivered with a single, extended claw to the back of its hollow head. It leaned, hesitated for a moment as if contemplating its fate, and then plummeted. The red cape, its most theatrical feature, billowed out behind it, a final, useless flourish before it landed with a satisfyingly dull *thwump* on the thickest part of the rug. Victory. I stared down at the fallen hero, then began a meticulous grooming of my shoulder. This "Superman" was no match for a feline intellect, but I must concede, as a tool for demonstrating the inescapable laws of gravity, it is exceptionally well-designed. It may remain.
