Holy Moly! I haven't written a piece of fiction in about 2 years! Now I'm doing it again! I guess I haven't been inspired or anything. But now I wanna give it a try again. So remember to read and respond. (It's what every good person does.)

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters. Just the plot so, back up off me!

Prologue

Dinner was always an interesting event in the Parr household. Everyone seemed to have a crazy story to about what they did that day. Well everyone except Jack-Jack. The little bouncy baby seemed to be too preoccupied with his mashed peas to participate in the family conversation.

"And then I totally flew past the kid! He didn't have a chance! Everyone was like WHOA! The best part was I came in first place!" exclaimed an excited Dash Parr to his father.

"WOW! You must have smoked the fastest kid in the whole school. You probably set a new record!" beamed Dash's father Bob.

Helen Parr, Dash's mother stood up and started clearing plates from the table.

"Dash, honey, I'm so proud of you. You're doing so well in track," she said planting a kiss on his cheek.

"Of course he's doing well. He takes after his father," winked Bob to Helen.

Helen smirked at her husband and walked into the kitchen. Bob chuckled to himself and looked over to his daughter Violet.

"So Violet, how's school going for you? Anything interesting?"

"Yup," she said placing her empty cup back on the table. "I joined the school newspaper today and in science I got the highest score in the whole ninth grade!"

"Sweetie that's wonderful!" Bob said proudly.

"We know where she gets her brains from. Her mother," Helen said as she sat down at the table.

Bob frowned and everyone at the table laughed.

"I forgot also to tell you Dad, that the Harvest Dance is coming up and Tony asked me to go with him," Violet said with a blush.

"Really?" Helen asked. "Honey this is exciting! You'll have to get a new dress then! I can't believe my little baby is growing up and going to her first dance."

"When's the dance, Vi? I'll make sure I'm available to chaperone that night" added Bob.

"DAD!" Violet exclaimed in shock.

"What? I just think my little girl needs a chaperone," he reasoned.

"Bob, honey, I think Violet will be okay. It's just a dance. Tony seems nice," said Mrs. Parr.

"Alright," Bob grumbled.

"Oooh! Violet and Tony sitting in a tree. K-I-S-S-I-N-G!" taunted Dash making kissy faces.

"Mom!" protested Violet.

"Dash! Leave your sister alone young man," scolded Helen.

Dash shot his sister a dirty look then added so only she could hear, 'First comes loves then comes marriage."

"THAT'S IT!" the teenage girl yelled and lunged at her brother across the table.

"Dash! Violet! You two stop that right now!" Helen yelled as they started chasing each and in the process knocking over a couple of chairs. "Bob! Don't just sit there! Stop them!"

Suddenly the kitchen phone rang.

Saved by the bell, thought Bob.

"I'll grab it for you honey!" he said sweetly. He really didn't feel like tackling the kids tonight.

"Hello? Yes, this is he. Uh huh? Really? No way! Really? You're not kidding! Yes of course! Yes. We will! Thank you very much! I've been a loyal reader for three years and I can't believe it! Yes. Thank you. Okay. Goodbye now."

"Violet and Dash Parr enough!" yelled Mrs. Parr stretching out one arm to stop her two oldest children from fighting while balancing Jack Jack in the other.

"Honey you won't believe who that was!" exclaimed Bob to his wife.

"Not now Bob!" Helen yelled over the shouting of Dash and Violet.

Bob frowned at all the commotion.

"EVERYONE BE QUIET!" he bellowed in a deep voice that echoed throughout the house.

Suddenly everyone in the room (With the exception of Jack Jack who squealed in delight for no reason.) halted in their tracks and focused all their attention on Bob.

Smiling to himself Bob announced "Everyone I just received a phone call from Better Decks and Grills. You know, that magazine I subscribe to? Well anyway, they just called saying that I won a vacation to Hawaii for one week with one other person! It was from that drawing I entered last year. Isn't this great, honey? We're going to Hawaii!"

Helen's mouth dropped open in shock. "A vacation? Bob this is incredible! One week in Hawaii! Honey this be just like that second honeymoon we were thinking about planning!"

She walked over to her husband and hugged him tightly. Bob returned her embrace.

"Wait a minute!" piped in Violet bursting her parents' romantic bubble. "A second honeymoon? When?"

"The guy said we have to leave out this Sunday and we return on Saturday," Bob explained.

"Well what about us? You're not going to leave us alone are you?" Violet asked folding her arms.

"Well we could get a sitter for Jack Jack while you two are at school," Mrs. Parr said thoughtfully as she placed the baby on the floor.

"But honey, who could handle Jack Jack? I mean he has special needs," added Bob looking down at his youngest son who at that time giggled and burst into flames.

Dash seeing this, tore into the kitchen and grabbed the fire extinguisher they kept handy for moments like this and proceeded to put his brother out.

Helen placed her hand on her forehead and shook her head. "I guess you're right. We can't just leave the baby with anyone. We might have to cancel the trip."

Bob frowned then snapped his fingers as an idea came to his head.

"Wait, I think I may have someone who can handle Jack Jack and watch the kids."

Madison sat at her desk staring red-eyed at her lap top. She had to finish copy editing this last article for tomorrow's paper, then she'd be on vacation for the rest of the week. The reporter rubbed her weary green eyes and spun her chair away from the computer screen to stare at a calendar that hung on her wall. Tomorrow would officially be one year she had worked for the Daily News as their lead features reporter. Though the job was demanding, she had to admit she liked it a lot better then her previous job.

She gave a little yawn and spun back around to continue editing her article, when suddenly her desk phone rang.

Madison looked at her clock. It was 1 a.m. in the morning. Who would be calling this late?

She picked up the phone. "This is Madison."

"Madison?" asked a masculine voice on the other line.

She thought for moment. Bob Parr aka Mr. Incredible.

"Yes Bob? It's me. How's everyone going?"

"Everything is just fine! It's been quiet lately if you know what I mean. Anyway how's work going for you?" he asked.

"Everything is alright. Work has been busy and stressful but I'm on vacation as of tomorrow," she said twirling a pencil in her hands.

"Vacation? That's good. Listen Madison, I'm calling to ask you a favor. Helen and I won a trip to Hawaii for one week. We leave out this Sunday but we can't seem to find a sitter. Since you seem to be able to handle the kids we were wondering could you baby sit for us? I know it's short notice but can't find anyone else," Mr. Incredible said pleadingly.

Madison sighed to herself. This was the only week she had to herself in a long time. Vacations didn't come easily in the newspaper business.

Hearing her sigh Bob quickly added, "I know its trouble for you but we'll pay you a week's pay for it."

Madison remained silent and thought for a minute. She could use the money to put aside for that new sofa she had been eyeing.

"Alright, I'll do it. What time on Sunday?"

"Great! Thank you so much. If you could be here by 2 p.m. that would be great."

"Okay two it is," the reporter said scribbling it in her planner.

"Okay, thanks again! You're the best, Mirage! See you Sunday!"

She hung up her phone. This was going to be a long week.

A/N: You know the drill. I'll have the next chapter posted tonight! Ciao!