Turnip was sitting and reading comics. He wasn't moving a muscle except to move his eyes and turn the pages. He didn't the mind the pain in his rump from sitting so long. The comics were all that mattered.
In this one, the hero was called The Raisin. He got his superpowers one day when he got zapped by lightning near a raisin factory. After that, he fought crime with his squishiness and wrinkles. The Raisin had just confronted his archnemesis, The Grape, and the two were rolling around on the floor fighting. Every time The Raisin punched The Grape, his fists broke the skin and got wet with sticky grape juice. That Grape was one nasty guy.
Turnip turned the page and then BOOM. He jumped. Rain had started to come down outside, and Turnip hadn't even noticed. Now, as he looked outside, he saw the lightning streak across the sky, seeming never to end. Because of his comic, he'd always been fascinated with lightning.
For the first time that day, Turnip closed his comic. He got up and opened the door. BOOM. Another hit. Even though he was only wearing a t-shirt and shorts, Turnip entered the storm.