Disclaimer: The Incredibles belongs to Brad Bird, Pixar, and Disney, not me.

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Tony glanced at the paper. SUPERS CALLED OUT OF RETIREMENT it said. He skimmed the article. His dad remembered the days of the Supers. "Tony, those were the days," he said constantly. "Stupid laywers. Shouldn't have sued them…"

"Dad, you are a lawyer," Tony would remind him.

"I know, I know, but I wasn't then," he said. "The Supers were fantastic. Life was a lot more interesting when they were around."

Tony flipped through the newspaper to the other half of the article. And even though many Supers have been eliminated by Syndrome, there are new Supers rising in the ranks. Take Mr. Incredible's children, for example.

He glanced at the photograph. Then he did a double take. "Is that…?" he mumbled. "Nah. It can't be."

He looked at the clock. "Better hurry. I have to meet Violet in an hour." Tony glanced back at the picture. "That can't be her."

Tony went off to get ready for his date.

Of course, at the moment Violet was helping her family save the world, but she'd be ready in time too.

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Violet's long dark hair swished as she ran to catch up with Tony. "Sorry I'm late," she said breathlessly.

He grinned. "No problem," he said. "Movie's about to start." He took her hand. She was cute when she blushed.

Their Saturday afternoon movie date had become a ritual since that first one, nearly a month and a half ago. It was a nice, comfortable routine. However, there was another routine that was bound to interrupt their movie dates at some point.

And here it was.

About halfway through the movie, Violet's watch began to beep. "Uh…" she stammered. "Tony, I have to go. My, uh, mom's calling me." A guy behind their seats shushed them.

"Why?" he whispered. "Can't it wait?"

"She probably needs someone to watch Jack-Jack," she whispered back. "We can't leave him with Kari anymore."

Tony sighed. "Try to come back as soon as you can, okay?" he said.

Violet smiled. "I'll try," she promised. She slipped out of her seat and disappeared from the theater.

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"WHAT TOOK YOU SO LONG?!" Dash hollered. "WE HAVE BEEN WAITING!"

"I'm sorry," Violet huffed. "I came as fast as I could."

"It's okay, honey, but we could use you now," Mrs. Incredible said, her arms stretched almost to their formidable limit. "See if you can sneak up behind the droid and find its cut-off switch."

Violet vanished, her costume disappearing with her, and glided behind the robot. "It's a Wally World droid?" she called in disbelief.

"Yeah! Isn't it cool!" Dash hooted.

One of the droid's flailed up and down. Mr. Incredible ducked. "I'm not sure I would use the term 'cool'," he said. "More like an annoying rodent."

Violet shivered. "I hate rats," she said. But she located the switch without the haywire robot noticing. "Dash, I found it!" she called.

Her little brother zipped by and flicked it off. "Ah-HA!" he crowed. "I did it!"

His mother sighed. "Actually, dear, we all did," she said. "Now, let's get back home. I have to put Jack-Jack to bed."

"Who'd you leave with him?" Violet asked.

"Honey," Helen said. She sighed again. "She's going to spoil him to death…oh, Violet, weren't you out with Tommy?"

"Tony," Violet corrected. "And I'd better get back soon! The movie's almost over!" She ran off.

"Helennnn," Bob said. "Why did you ever talk me into letting her date?"

"Oh, she's fourteen. She's old enough," Helen said. "We trust her."

"Helen, she's still a baby, and-"

"Stop being overprotective, dear. She's fine."

The argument continued. Dash shook his head and kicked at a rock.

The rock beeped.

"Cooool."

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Author's Note:
See last chapter…