Everyone would agree that one of the most important days of the year is Mother's Day. Everybody wants to show their mother how much they love them.

On Mother's Day, people pull out all the stops. You take your mother to brunch, you take her to a great movie so she can wear a great big hat, and you spend your last dime on her, just so she knows she's number one.

But, when you're a kid, you don't have the luxury of being able to afford brunch or movies.

The thing every kid can afford, however, is giving their mother breakfast in bed.

This is the situation Sawyer, 16, and Sarah, 10, find themselves in.

They'd give their mother the world if they could, and Sawyer used some money he saved to get his mother a semi-nice gift, but Sarah's age meant the best she could do was working with Sawyer to make breakfast in bed.

They'd been planning this meal for a week: chocolate chip pancakes, eggs, toast, and juice.

Sawyer read a pancake recipe to be sure he had all the ingredients and knew how to do all the required steps, while also showing Sarah how to make toast and simple scrambled eggs.

And then, Mother's Day arrived. Sawyer woke up at 6:30, then went over to Sarah's room to wake her up. Their mother didn't want an alarm clock in her room yet.

As Sawyer suspected, Sarah was still asleep. He walked over to her bedside and got on his knees, ready to wake her up.

"Sarah," Sawyer whispered, "Wake up."

This didn't work. Sarah still slept.

"Sarah," Sawyer continued, "This was your idea. I'm not doing this by myself."

Sarah still slept. Sawyer knew Sarah wasn't used to waking up this early, the two of them usually waking up at 7:00, but he didn't expect her to be this resistant.

"Sarah," Sawyer whispered.

Sarah still slept.

"Sarah," Sawyer whispered.

Sarah still slept.

"Sarah," Sawyer whispered, shaking Sarah so she'd wake up.

Sarah no longer still slept. She stirred awake, still groggy and only somewhat aware of the figure in front of her.

"Zzzzzrqns," Sarah groaned, "What's going on?"

"It's Sawyer," Sawyer stated, "We need to get everything ready."

As soon as Sawyer said that, Sarah remembered what day it was and what they needed to do.

"What time is it," Sarah questioned.

"6:30," Sawyer answered, "Mom will be up in an hour."

"I'm gonna need apple juice," Sarah whined, rubbing her eyes.

"Got ya covered," Sawyer reassured, handing Sarah a juice box he'd gotten before he went to Sarah's room and left resting on the floor.

Sawyer knew Sarah would need apple juice. It was her coffee. It gave her energy and made her perky when she woke up early.

"Better," Sawyer questioned, watching Sarah gulp down the apple juice.

"Yeah," Sarah answered, "Just lemme get dressed, I'll be downstairs in a minute."

"You got it," Sawyer replied.

Sawyer then got up from the ground and started walking towards the door.

"Remember," Sawyer reminded, "A minute. I'm timing you."

Sawyer then left the room, letting Sarah get ready.

Sawyer then went over to the kitchen, turning on the lights and raiding the fridge to get all of the ingredients he needed to make the pancakes. Just as he went to preheat the oven, Sarah came into the kitchen, fresh as a daisy.

"Hey," Sawyer greeted, "Just about a minute. You ready now?"

"Yup," Sarah cheered, "I'm ready. Let's make this breakfast and make it great."

"Alright," Sawyer stated, "Just like we planned. I'll make the chocolate chip pancakes, you take care of the rest."

"Actually," Sarah countered, "Before you get started on that, I have something to add to the recipe."

"What are you talking about," Sawyer questioned.

Sarah waltzed over to the pantry and grabbed something from the bottom shelf.

"Instead of chocolate chips," Sarah stated, "I thought you could mix this in with the pancakes."

Sarah gave the object to Sawyer. It appeared to be a jar with layers of colorful bits of...something.

"What is that," Sawyer questioned.

"It's a jar I filled with little bits of sweet stuff I've found around this week," Sarah answered.

This revelation did not make Sawyer very happy.

"Sarah..." Sawyer groaned.

"I've seen bakeries do it," Sarah explained, "Looked like a good idea."

Sawyer knew Sarah's heart was in the right place, and it was certainly an interesting idea. But, it'd never been tried before and they'd been planning to make chocolate chip pancakes. So, Sawyer wanted to steer Sarah back towards chocolate chips.

"Let me get this straight," Sawyer explained, "Kids all across America are waking up to surprise their Mothers today exactly the way we are, making sure to follow the recipe. But, unlike them, you'd rather toss some random crap in a bowl and hope for the best?"

"Yup," Sarah agreed.

Sawyer now knew Sarah couldn't be persuaded to change her mind. So, he decided to change his strategy: letting Sarah take the blame.

"OK," Sawyer conceded, "Tell you what, I'll make everything else, you make the pancakes and you can take all the credit for your jarring idea."

"Really," Sarah gasped, "You think I can make the pancakes?"

"What," Sawyer questioned, "You stare evil in the face all the time with a grin, but you can't follow a fifteen step recipe?"

"It's not the recipe," Sarah countered, "Do you think I can work the oven?"

Sawyer knew Sarah had never actually worked an oven before. But, she's seen their Mother do it thousands of time. So, it surely couldn't have been that hard for her to work it.

"The oven is just like a toaster," Sawyer reassured, "Just bigger and with a shorter safety manual."

Pretty soon, Sarah had successfully made a batch of kinda burnt pancakes and Sawyer had made everything else needed for the meal. At this point, all they had to do was wait outside their parents' door with a tray of food for them to wake up.

"Can we go in now," Sarah whispered.

"She's not up yet," Sawyer responded, "Give her a minute."

"You gonna time her too," Sarah questioned.

"I was joking about that," Sawyer quietly snapped back.

After six more minutes of waiting, they heard stirring and murmuring from inside the room.

"She's up," Sawyer whispered, "Let's go."

Keeping one hand on the tray, while Sarah held the tray with both hands, Sawyer opened the bedroom door before putting his other hand back onto the tray. The two then entered the bedroom of their parents, Violet Parr and Tony Rydinger.

"Happy mother's day," Sawyer and Sarah cheerily yelled.

"Augh," Violet and Tony stuttered.

Clearly, they were just as ready to wake up as Sarah was earlier that morning, only hearing loud screaming and seeing two blurry figures that somewhat resembled their children.

"Sawyer," Violet stuttered, "Sarah?"

"Oh, Mom," Sawyer stuttered, "I can see your brassiere."

Violet then remembered she had slept in her underwear, and quickly covered herself in blanket. On the plus side, the embarrassment made Violet become more aware. Like, she now clearly saw her children resting a tray of food on her bed, at her feet.

"What," Violet stuttered, "Kids, is that..."

"We made you a special Mother's Day breakfast in bed," Sawyer explained.

"With an extra helping of love," Sarah added on.

"Oh," Violet breathed out, "Sawyer. Sarah. That is so sweet."

As sweet as it was, Violet suspected that Tony might have told them or at least influenced them to do it. It wouldn't have lessened the sweetness of the act, but then he could share Violet's gratitude.

"Did you tell them to do this," Violet asked Tony.

"Nope," Tony countered, "I have not heard about this before. This is all them."

Violet then turned to her children, motioned them closer with her hands, and then gave them a great big hug, an action Sawyer and Sarah gladly returned.

"Thank you," Violet thanked.

"You're welcome," Sawyer replied.

"Anything for you," Sarah added.

Once the hug was broken, Violet brought the tray closer so she could start eating her breakfast. This was when she noticed the pancakes on her tray looking different than any she'd ever seen.

"Wow," Violet gasped, "These pancakes look very...colorful."

"Those are all mine," Sarah explained, "Made them myself. I replaced the chocolate chips with little bits of sweet treats I've been collecting."

"Wow," Violet gasped, "That is very creative, Sarah."

"Thanks," Sarah thanked.

"Sawyer," Violet glared, "You let Sarah use the stove?"

"I just thought," Sawyer stuttered, "With her powers and crime fighting, an oven wouldn't be a big deal."

Even though Sarah had super powers, even though Sarah would often fight crime with Violet, she was still protective of her daughter, even though Sarah had proven herself to be more skilled than many other girls her age. Sawyer expected it was because she was currently the youngest of the Parr family, and that Violet would be less protective of her once time went on. Then, it'd be Tony's turn to be protective of her.

"You're lucky she didn't burn herself," Violet stated.

"Ok," Sarah pressed on, "Sawyer almost gets in trouble, but gets right out of it, as usual, done. Now, come on. Try the pancakes."

This was where Violet got to try and delay the inevitable: eating these unappetizing sounding pancakes that she must enjoy because her daughter made them. She'd tried this before, and knew one or two delay attempts was all she could try without Sarah getting suspicious.

"You know I can't," Violet countered, "Not without..."

"Cool Whip," Sarah finished, pulling out a plastic bag full of Cool Whip she kept in her pocket.

"Yes," Violet replied, "Thank you."

"Let me spread it for you," Sarah offered.

Sarah picked up a knife from the tray, placed it into her plastic bag, and spread it on the pancakes. Violet had tried to stall, and it didn't work. She now had to try these experimental pancakes.

"That's good," Violet stated.

Sarah now stopped spreading the Cool Whip and placed the knife on the tray. Violet then picked up the knife and a fork and began cutting the pancake. As Sarah, Sawyer, and Tony watched on, Violet picked up the first piece of pancake with her fork and put it in her mouth.

It...wasn't terrible. It's only real problem was just how sweet it was. Violet could imagine Sarah definitely enjoying it, since she loved all things sweet. But, no matter how sweet it was, Violet had to grin and praise her daughter's creation.

"Mmm," Violet falsely praised, "Now that's good."

"Yeah," Sarah questioned.

"Really," Sawyer questioned.

"Yup," Violet answered, "It's pretty OK."

"Oh," Sarah cheered, "I knew you'd like them. And now, I get to watch you enjoy all of them."

Violet continued to grin and eat her daughter's pancakes. She would need a major sugar detox tomorrow.

"You know, Sarah," Tony stated, "You might have to make me these pancakes for Father's Day."

"Dont mooch off of Mom's special breakfast, Dad," Sarah lectured.

"At least Tony wants to suffer along with me," Violet thought to herself.

After about nine minutes of pancake eating and a few moments of family conversation, a special phone on a nightstand next to the bed. This phone contained the special symbol of the Incredible family. When this phone rang, it meant Violet and Sarah were being called to don their superhero personas and save the day from evil.

"Ugh," Violet groaned, "Now? Great timing, guys."

Violet just wasn't happy the day that had to be saved was Mother's Day.

Violet moved the tray of breakfast onto Tony's side of the bed and answered the phone. Nobody else in the room could hear exactly what the voice on the phone was saying exactly, but they recognized the voice as Helen Parr and knew the basic reason she was calling.

"Mom," Violet answered, "Do we have to do this right now? My kids just made me..."

Violet's expression suddenly went from annoyed to genuinely concerned. It seemed as if whatever was going on was serious.

"Oh," Violet gasped, "That does sound bad."

Violet's face then went from showing concern to acceptance.

"Yeah," Violet gave in, "We'll be right over."

Then, Violet looked concerned again.

"Of course we'll still see you and Dad tonight," Violet reassured.

Then, back to acceptance.

"Alright," Violet finished, "We'll be there soon. Bye."

Before she hung up the phone, though, Violet had one more thing to say.

"Happy Mother's Day," Violet quickly stated, "Love you."

As Violet hung up the phone and looked back at her family, she could see them trying to hide the disappointment on their faces.

Except for Sarah. She was clearly excited.

"You have to go out," Tony questioned, even though he knew the answer.

"Yeah," Violet answered.

"On Mother's Day," Sawyer questioned, "Really? Don't supervillains have mothers to call or something?"

"Shut up," Sarah cheered, "Now me and Mom get to go fight bad guys."

Even though he always understood that Violet was a superhero and had to go save people as often as she could, Sawyer was still a little upset when his mother had to leave during "family time". Sarah always assumed Sawyer's dissatisfaction was actually about Sawyer's lack of superpowers. He couldn't go fight crime, so he didn't like that Sarah got to. Maybe Sawyer was upset about this at first, but, now, he was more upset about his mother being gone.

But, he still tried his hardest to hide it all.

"Don't worry about it," Tony reassured.

"Yeah, Mom," Sawyer added on, "It's fine. You gotta do this, so go do it."

"I'll go put your breakfast in the fridge," Tony explained, "Get ready to visit your parents this afternoon, and pull your gifts out of their hiding spot before you and Sarah get back."

All Violet could do at the moment was smile at her husband.

"How did I end up with a rock like yourself," Violet cooed.

"Are you referring to my steady mindset or my steady body," Tony questioned.

"Why can't it be both," Violet questioned.

Violet then realized this flirtation could wait. She had a day to save.

"So, Sarah," Violet questioned, moving so her feet touched the floor, but she still sat in bed, "You ready to suit up and..."

Violet looked over to where Sarah was previously standing, and saw she was no longer there. Violet then looked over to the closet and saw Sarah staring at the back closet wall, one of Tony's shirts draping her forehead.

"The wall won't turn without you, Mom," Sarah complained, "Please come turn it."

Violet grinned and walked into the closet, right next to her daughter. She then moved one of her shirts to reveal a secret hand scanner on the back closet wall. Violet placed her open hand over the scanner, allowing the wall to rotate open by 90°, revealing a secret room. As soon as the rotation stopped, Violet and Sarah walked into the secret room and Violet pushed the wall closed. Once the wall closed, fluorescent lights came on, revealing two Incredible super suits. One was big and one was small.

Violet and Sarah slipped into their super suits and put on their masks. With their full ensembles on, Violet pushed her hand onto the secret room's back wall, which then made the back wall rise up, opening a secret passageway to the garage, where Violet's car awaited them.

Violet and Sarah hopped into the car, opened up the garage, and started driving towards the distress in Metropolis. But, not too long after getting on the road, Violet pressed a button on her car's radio that transformed the car into the Incredibile 3.0.

Truly, it was now time to stop crime.