Parenthood Is...
A Synlet Fanfiction
Rating: T
A/N: For those of you who read Nightshade Seduction, don't worry about me not posting because of this story. I still write it and will continue to write it, but I wanted another Synlet story out. I wanted to better practice Syndrome's personality whilst working on the more comedic side of writing and what not. I want at least ONE story that's not rated M! So, if you're looking for laughs and lots of funny, romantic moments with dashes of drama, you've come to the right place!
Basically, this story is just for fun. :)
Disclaimer: For this and all future chapters, I do not own the Incredibles. So sad.
Chapter One: Dangerous
Violet finally discovered the reason why the tinsel on her Christmas tree was mysteriously disappearing. The proof was in Kitty's litter box.
"Kitty!" Violet turned towards her guilty Persian cat that appeared not so guilty, lounging on the back of the couch, staring longingly out of the window at the birds who mocked him in the sky. She stepped quickly towards him and picked him up, letting out a heavy breath when she realized how fat he had gotten over the year.
"You eat and eat and eat and eat some more, and I can accept that," said Violet, holding up Kitty right in front of her face. "However, I don't think I can allow you to snack on my Christmas decorations any longer."
Kitty's fat face simply stared at her, his big green eyes standing out starkly against the massive fluff of orange fur that engulfed his body. His short nose twitched slightly and he meowed, a tiny noise that translated into a yes that would most certainly turn out to be a lie.
"I'm serious, Kitty. No more eating tinsel! It's bad for you!"
"Meow." I don't care. You're the one that has to pay for my medical bills, not me.
"Really, Kitty! Is this how you repay my kindness after I saved you from the Final Sleep?"
"Meow." Yup, pretty much.
Violet sighed and shook her head in defeat. "I can't exactly stop you, I suppose."
Kitty yawned and continued to stare tiredly at Violet. He was tolerating her silly, inferior presence, but he would much rather return to his comfortable spot back on the couch. Violet frowned at his rude behavior, suddenly set on stopping this crazy, disturbing, oh-my-god-his-poop-is-sparkling kind of behavior.
Violet brought Kitty even closer to her face, narrowing her eyes, challenging him even though he didn't look like he was particularly enthused about his opponent. "I shall defeat you," said Violet with determination. "I have my ways, Kitty!"
Kitty seemed to sense that his caretaker was growing frustrated. He yawned.
"I'll show you!" Violet dropped Kitty onto the ground and faced the Christmas tree, glaring at it as if it was one of the countless villains, mutated monsters, or mutated villains she faced every day. "Prepare to find out the repercussions of crossing Invisigirl!"
"Meow."
"Hah!" She thrust out her hands, and a shimmering forcefield of purple appeared around the tree. With another flick of her hands, it turned invisible. She fisted her hands on her hips, straightening proudly. "There! Try to get past that."
Kitty graced Violet's pride with a slightly interested look at the slightly shimmering tree. He had seen his caretaker do a few strange things that he admittedly couldn't do, but it didn't bother him much; the knowledge that he was already quite fabulous the best of reassurance. However, whatever the human woman had done would surely interfere with his midnight snacking. He explored the tree closer, hesitantly walking forward. He approached slowly, his neck stretching as he sniffed the air, the strange scent of the thing hovering around his tree tickling his senses. He barely touched the forcefield when he realized that he wouldn't be able to get past it. It hurt his pride deeply and he turned away from the tree, decidedly ignoring the thing that would humiliate him so.
"I know, Kitty," said a mockingly sympathetic Violet, "it hurts, doesn't it? Knowing that I finally bested you?"
Stupid human. He jumped back onto the couch and put his head down onto his paws, staring down at the couch. He began to scratch at the fabric; he would make her pay.
"Now that's done and over with…" Violet sighed and glanced back over at the tree. Christmas had already come and gone, but she decided she would keep up the tree until the New Year. It was a nice comfort in the small, lonely apartment that had been her home for the past year. People visited now and again, and occasionally Tony would stop by and see how she was doing. Sometimes his daughter would come with him.
Heather had taken a liking to Jak Jak, her little brother who spent much of his time at her house. It was inevitable, really, what with her Mom and Dad extremely busy with superhero work and Dash always traveling on sponsorships, working on becoming the sports star he always wanted to be. Only she had found the time to hunker down and begin an intense career that involved her and the NSA, something that she was extremely proud of considering she was only nineteen.
She was an ambassador-in-training, a job that promised many years of hard work, good pay, long nights, and intense headaches. It allowed her to have a taste of both the mundane and fantastic parts of life. One minute she would be filing paperwork and the next she was throwing a bad guy in prison. It was quite the life.
The only problem, as of late, was all the babysitting that was being thrown on her shoulders. Ever since she had gotten her own place, all of her friends decided that they would rather drop off their little bundles of joy at her house, knowing full well that Violet didn't have the heart to charge them. So, Violet's office room quickly was turned into a small nursery, all sorts of crudely drawn portraits of her and sloppily painted versions of the superheroes, Invisigirl appearing here and there, posted all over her walls. It was a rare day that Violet could work in the room without having to worry about somebody sticking silly putty in her hair.
Even then there was somebody there. As she brooded, Jak Jak was sleeping soundly in the nursery, most likely curled up inside his special blanket of red and black fleece. Heather and Tony had dropped by earlier and as Violet and Tony reminisced about their middle school and high school years and the rise and fall of their illustrious relationship, the two five year olds played an intense game of a modernized version of cops and robbers. Heather had been the shining superhero Herogirl while Jak Jak had been the scheming villain Xoroth who threatened to destroy the tinker toy city of Metroville with his sidekick, stuffed teddy bear. Violet couldn't help but be bothered a tiny bit about the fact that her little brother had volunteered to be the evil one, but her fears were soon soothed when Xoroth made peace with Herogirl and then proceeded to get married and have two children: A handsome Elmo and a partially balding Barbie doll.
"He's going to make a wonderful superhero one day," she murmured to herself with a pleased smile.
And he would. Jak Jak had gone through some serious power shifts during his first year of life. First it was slime, then monsters, then lasers, and then slime monsters that could shoot lasers. Finally, after long, cautious nights of fire extinguishers and constant patrol, his body had finally decided on what he could do.
Jak Jak could change the composition of his body.
This, of course, meant many things. Fire, water, rock, metal, goop. He could even mimic his mother and turn his body into rubber. He'd tried them all. However, Jak Jak's personal favorite was definitely fire, which made Violet's life extremely difficult. She had lost more than one precious artifact in her life to his relentless, flames suddenly bursting forward during a particularly funny or intense moment in his life. Luckily, he had gained some control of her his powers and was almost non- threatening. Almost.
Sighing in memory, she looked sadly at her bookshelf, particularly at a section of it that was charred black. She had lost many of her collector magazines that day when Dash had accidentally scared Jak Jak. Many other things she once loved had seen the bottom of her trashcan. That was the only thing she could expect from her family.
Violet's eyes caught sight of the clock. It was nearly two, which meant that Jak Jak would be up from his nap very soon. In fact, she could hear him stirring in the room. She went into the kitchen and pulled out a container that was filled with sliced apples. A box of graham crackers was taken out of a cupboard. She quickly arranged his snack onto a paper plate and set it down at the kitchen table. Jak Jak always needed something to eat after he was done sleeping.
Violet popped her head around the kitchen corner and peered down the short hallway that lead towards the bathroom and bedrooms. "Jak Jak, I have your snack ready. Come on and get it." She went back into the kitchen and got her own snack- a GoGurt- and began to eat as she sat down at the kitchen table, waiting for her brother to stumble out of bed and make his way to his seat.
Violet looked down at the maze on the back of her yogurt, solving it quickly. Pushing another glob of yogurt into her mouth, she swallowed, glancing back towards the hallway. "Jak Jak, come on, get in here and eat before your apples turn yellow." No matter how thoroughly you explained to Jak Jak that eating slightly yellow apples would not change his eating experience, the bull-headed boy absolutely refused to eat anything that was remotely different than what it looked like the moment it was prepared.
Violet was not in the mood to throw away yet another apple. She put down her GoGurt and marched down the hall. "Jak Jak Parr, I know you're awake. Come on, it's time to eat-"
She stopped, eyes narrowing slightly. A shiver ran down her spine.
Something's wrong.
And that was all she was able to think before a high pitched scream ripped though the air followed by an explosion. Violet stumbled, but stayed balanced. Rushing forward, she threw open the office door, eyes widening when she saw a muscled man in uniform trying to unsuccessfully subdue Jak Jak who was currently melting out of his captor's arms, still screaming with fear even as he plopped to the ground and regained shape. Behind him roared the engines of a jet, the smooth, black metal of the machine only visible because they had completely blown away the wall.
But they were taking away Jak Jak.
"Sissy!" He screamed, another hand already reaching for him. "Help me!"
"JAK JAK!"
The man looked up, eyes widening a fraction before he was surrounded by a shimmering globe of energy. Giving one look towards the woman standing in the doorway, he already knew this was going to hurt.
Violet shook the man around in the forcefield before throwing him against the wall, releasing him just in time for him to slam his head against the drywall. The men in the plane aimed their guns at her, but immediately she went invisible. Still, they fired, but their bullets bounced off the form fitting, invisible shield she wrapped around herself. She released the shield around the Christmas tree, focusing it around her brother, taking him completely from visibility. Rushing over as thousands of bullets rained down and upon them, she picked him up and rushed out of the room.
"They're invisible! Put on your infrared goggles!"
Violet sighed exasperatedly. She hated infrared goggles.
Immediately they spotted her and began to shoot at her. Again, the bullets bounced off of her, but the rapid fire was quickly wearing her down. A few more seconds, and her concentration broke. The shield around Jak Jak disappeared and he dropped from her hands, running into the kitchen, sobbing.
"There, the boy is in the kitchen!"
"Get the woman!"
Violet cursed and quickly began to wrap layers upon layers of shields around her, effectively blocking any annoying infrared cameras from spotting her. It wouldn't last long however. This kind of thing was difficult to maintain and she was already weak.
"She disappeared, sir!"
"Just get the kid!" barked one of the men. "Go! And don't hurt him!"
Violet's eyes widened as they marched towards the kitchen. Immediately, she rushed forward, the emergency exit plan echoing in her mind as her feet pushed off the carpet.
In the kitchen, to the fridge. Pull on the ketchup and press the button…
There! Jak Jak was right where she told him to be when there was a problem; up against the cupboard that was the hidden passage. The men had him cornered, but she would be quick. She rushed forward, mind racing.
"Get the boy!"
She was able to grab hold of the refrigerator handle before it was all over.
A black shadow rose rapidly behind her. She turned around, her eyes widened, and she was immediately surrounded in darkness, a heavy blanket of blackness draping over her and Jak Jak. But it wasn't a blanket. It was turning solid, rectangular, and as she curled up, the walls coming down around then, she felt a strange ache begin to form in her bones.
The walls… They're-
Everything grew fuzzy, her body pleasantly numb. She felt Jak Jak collapse beside her, snoring.
The last thing she heard was the roar of turbines before her mind slowly slipped away.