Third Person's P.O.V

Kaitlin smiled as Violet paced the room, rapidly talking about Tony.

"Don't you think that maybe you like him a little too much?" Kaitlin suddenly cut in on Violet's third sentence on how pretty his eyes were.

"No, why?" Violet asked her before continuing on about his eyes. "They're the most beautiful shade of amber..."

Kaitlin sighed; even though it didn't seem it, she enjoyed listening to Violet talk, for she knew as soon Violet walked out of this room, she would become silent and depressed looking to her family.

Violet wasn't depressed or emo like people at school always said; she was just shy. She never stood out in the crowd, so it resulted in being quiet at home and at school. She really only ever talked to Kaitlin, and sometimes Kaitlin needed to give her a little nudge once in awhile to make her start talking.

The sound of shattering glass made Kaitlin spring up and look out the window; outside in the driveway was Mr. Parr only looking frantic as he looked at his small light blue car.

The window was shattered by some unknown reason to Kaitlin and she bit her lip; she knew what would happen next without even reading Bob's mind. He let out a small scream and pick up the car, he was about to throw it when he suddenly looked down the driveway and spotted one of the neighboring kids on a tricycle looking at him in amazement.

The kid's bubble gum popped and went all over his face but he didn't take his eyes of Bob who gulped and slowly put the car back down. He clapped his hands together and quickly walked toward the house before the kids could anything.

Kaitlin laughed; if that kid told his parents about what he saw they would just think that he had an active imagination.

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Dinner was a rather nonenjoyable and enjoyable affair.

It was going pretty good at first, which means, it was quiet...until Mrs. Parr started cooing while trying to make Jack-Jack not spit out his food.

"Mom?" Dash asked her, Helen didn't pay attention so he asked again. "Mom, you're making weird faces again."

"No I'm not..." She said while mixing it with cooing.

"You make weird faces, honey." Bob said while reading his paper; Helen abruptly stopped and glared at her husband.

"Do you have to read at the table?"

"Uh-huh...yeah." He replied absentmindedly.

Kaitlin suddenly looked at Dash who wasn't bothering to cut up the steak he had and was trying to tear off pieces with his mouth; she sighed.

"Really, Speedy? Do you have to eat your steak like that?"

He looked up for a second and growled at her then went to his steak.

"Smaller bites, Dash. Yikes!" His mother cut in, hoping that he would start to eat normally again; but when he didn't, she turned toward her husband. "Bob, could you help the carnivore cut his meat?"

Bob sighed and leaned over the table to help out his son. While cutting, Helen turned to Dash.

"Dash, do you have something you wanna tell your father about school?"

Dash looked uncomfortable when he answered. "Um...Well, we dissected a frog." Helen rolled her eyes.

"Dash got sent to the office again."

Kaitlin and Violet silently laughed as Dash cringed.

"Good, good." Bob said distractedly.

"No, Bob. That's bad."

"What?" He asked, become undistracted.

"Dash got sent to the office again."

"What?! What for?"

"Nothing!" Dash jumped in, looking at his mother pleadingly who didn't seem to notice.

"He put a tack on the teacher's chair...during class."

"Nobody saw me!" Dash said defensively. "You could barely see it on the tape."

"Dude, they caught you on tape?!" Kaitlin laughed out; Dash rolled her eyes at her before turning to his father who seemed impressed.

"They caught you on tape and you still got away with it?! Whoa!" He started to cut Dash's steak harder and faster. "You must have been booking! How fast do you think you were going?"

"Bob! We are not encouraging this!" His wife interjected. Kaitlin looked down at Dash's plate to see that his steak was cut and Bob was starting on the plate.

"Um...Mr. Parr?"

"I'm not encouraging!" He started without paying any attention to Kaitlin. "I'm just asking how fast-"

"HONEY!"

Crash.

The plate was now cut through and the knife now resided in the table. Bob sat back down in a huff and started talking to himself angrily.

"Great! First the car, now I gotta pay to fix the table!"

"The car?! What happened to the car?" Helen interrupted as he started cursing.

He stopped and threw a quick glance at Kaitlin who heard his voice loud and clear though he didn't say anything aloud.

'Don't say anything!'

He looked back down at the knife then picked up his plate and set it in front of Dash.

"Here. I'll get a new plate." He picked up his newspaper and stomped out of the room while mumbling curses to himself.

Helen shook her head and turned to Violet who had barely ate any of the meatloaf or salad on her plate.

"So, how bout you, Vi? How was school?"

"Nothing to report." Violet said quietly.

"You've hardly touched your food."

"I'm not hungry for meatloaf."

"Well, it is leftover night. We've got steak, pasta...what are you hungry for?"

"Tony Rydinger." Dash suddenly cut in, smirking in Violet's direction.

"Shut up!" Violet said quietly but threateningly while throwing a glace at their mother.

"Well, you are!" Dash retorted.

"I said shut up you little insect!" Violet threatened, holding up her fork.

"You better, Dash!" Kaitlin told him, holding up her knife.

"Well, she is!"

"Do not shout at the table!" Helen jumped in, she called to the kitchen for backup. "Honey?!"

"Kids, listen to your mother." Bob's voice called out from the kitchen.

'She's not my mother...' Kaitlin couldn't help thinking.

Everyone leaned back in their chair and sighed...except for Dash who suddenly went smug.

'Keep going!' Kaitlin heard him think; making her sit back up straight.

"Dash, don't you da-" She started to say before he cut her off.

"She'd eat if we were having Tonyloaf." He said; this sent Violet over the edge.

"THAT'S IT!"

Violet threw down her fork and threw herself over the table knocking Dash to the floor while she was invisible and Kaitlin and Helen stood up to watch the scene.

Dash got himself out of her invisible grip and started running around the table. "Now, you're going to be toast!"

Violet stood up just to be slapped every time Dash come around the table at top speed.

"Stop running in the house!" Helen yelled, though no one was listening.

Violet got slapped one last time before screaming 'crap' and throwing out her hand to make a force field appear right where Dash was running which he ran into and fell onto the ground with a hand on his forehead.

"Hey! No force fields!"

"You started it!"

Helen then took action; she stretched both of her arms and wrapped them around her fighting children.

"Sit down!"

Both of them didn't pay attention and ran under the table and started to attack each other.

'Oh boy...' Kaitlin thought as Helen's face became angry and she heard her scream the foulest curse words in her mind. 'This isn't going to end well.'

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While not paying attention to the noise coming from the dinning room; Bob set down a clean plate on the counter and opened his newspaper.

He scanned the front page for a moment before something caught his eye; a picture of Kaitlin's father was smiling up at him.

'He must've done something big on his business trip' Bill thought before even reading the caption by the picture. He gasped then read it out loud when he learned it was far from his assumption.

"Simon J. Paladino, longtime advocate of superhero rights is missing?!" He looked at the smiling picture once more.

'Kaitlin doesn't know, or else she would've said something about it.'

"Bob! It's time to engage!" Helen screamed which woke him out of this thoughts about Gazerbeam.

He quickly walked to the dinning room and looked puzzled when he saw the scene.

Helen had her arms wrapped around Violet and Dash who were under the table attacking one another; Kaitlin was also under the table trying to pull them off one another before anything could get broken.

"Don't just stand there! I need you to...intervene!"

"You want me to intervene?!" He asked her, walking to the table and hoisting it into the air. "Okay. I'm intervening! I'm intervening!"

Now Dash and Violet were fighting in mid-air while Kaitlin stood on the tips of her toes to grab Dash and try and pull him down to her level.

"VIOLET, LET GO OF HIM!" She screamed right as the doorbell rang; everyone stopped and looked at the door. The next second the table was on the floor again and everyone was in their seats.

"Get the door!" Bob ordered Dash who shrugged his shoulders. Kaitlin sighed in her seat then with a small pop they all saw her by the door which she opened to reveal an African-American man that the Metroville area knew as Frozone 15 years ago.

"Hey, Lucius!" Dash said from his seat.

"Hey, Speedo. Bob, Helen, Vi, Kate, Jack-Jack."

"Ice of you to drop by." Bob told him, making Lucius fake laugh.

'Never heard that one before.' Kaitlin heard him think to himself.

"Hey, Lucius!" Dash said with juice in his mouth which he spit across the table.

"Whoa!" Lucius yelled before turning it into ice and doing a front flip to catch it.

"Ha, ha." Kaitlin said, sitting back down in her seat.

"Oh, I like it when it shatters."

Bob then stood up and raced over to his friend and started dragging him out the door.

"I'll be back later!"

"Hey, where are you too going?" Helen asked as he took his coat from the coat rack.

"It's Friday."

"Oh...bowling night. Say hello to Honey for me, Lucius."

"Will do. Goodnight, Helen." Bob pushed him out of sight but he was back in milliseconds. "Goodnight, kids!"

Bob pulled him back and slammed the door making the pots on shelves by the door rattle.

Helen rolled her eyes then turned back to Dash who smiled nervously.

"Hehe..."

"Don't think you've avoided talking about your trip to the principal's office, young man. Your father and I are still going to discuss it."

"I'm not the only kid who's been sent to office, you know?"

"Other kids don't have super powers." Helen stated before going on; to her right, Violet suddenly became angry. "Now, it's perfectly normal-"

"Normal? What do you know about normal? What does anyone in this house know about normal?"

"Now, wait a minute young lady-"

"We all act normal, mom. I wanna be normal! The only normal one is Jack-Jack!" Violet started while pointing to her baby brother. "And he's not even toilet trained!"

Jack-Jack started laughing, even though he didn't understand what was going on and everyone looked at him either disgustedly or thinkingly.

"Lucky..." Dash quietly said, making everyone turn and look at him.

"I meant about being normal..."