"Hey, Dad! Are you home?" The blonde shouted as she entered the two-story house. "Sorry I'm late, but-"
"Thatsalrighthoney!" The tall man interrupted as he rushed out of the kitchen, a curl of smoke chasing after him. "Letstalkaboutthisoverdinnerh owdoeschinesesoundimreallycr avingsomechinese."
She cringed as she took a sniff of the air. "Did you burn something?"
"Nonotatallthatwasjustanexper imentfromearliertodayweshoul dreallygetgoingimreallyhungr yarentyouhungryithougtsowhat didyousayaboutchi-"
"Dad!" Bubbles interrupted. "Shouldn't we put that fire out first?"
At that, Professor Utonium spun around to look at the kitchen, catching sight of his burning stove. "Ahh!" He rushed towards the fire, followed by a giggling powerpuff. After a few minutes of amateur fire fighting, the Professor turned towards his daughter. "That wasn't funny." He scowled before breaking into a grin himself.
Bubbles just started laughing harder before she found herself able to reply. "So..." She started, wiping a tear from her eye. "Chinese?"