Kevin was everything Maxwell wasn’t. He was short, almost a dwarf, whereas Maxwell wore size 14 shoes and had to duck every time he came into a room. Where people were scared of Max, they pitied Kevin, until he opened his mouth, that is. What Kevin didn’t have in stature, he made up for it in brains. So, at a fireworks display, when Maxwell picked up Kevin and put him on his shoulders so that he could see over everyone in the crowd, it just felt right. Maybe you think it was a little odd…everyone else did to, but that was how Freak the Mighty was born. It was like two halves of a whole had finally come together. Kevin did the thinking, and Max did all the moving. Where one went the other did, too. At least it had started out that way.