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D is for Down

She was excited! If anyone she knew saw her skipping down the street, she might have to kill them. Not seriously, but still. So why was Violet Parr so excited about today? It was because Wilbur said that he was free the first time this week.

For the first year they knew each other, they were inseparable. Every hour, every minute of the day was spent with each other. However, as they both entered high school, they both saw less and less of each other. It was only their first year, so Violet didn't worry too much. Even she had trouble keeping up with all her classes and after school clubs. They both could go days without saying a word to each other.

So when Wilbur asked Violet if she wanted to hang out that weekend, she nonchalantly accepted. Of course, the second she got off the phone, she started bouncing up and down. Finally! A carefree weekend with her best friend. What could be better?

Carrie's Bakery the sign had read. Whenever they wanted to meet, this was always the place they meet. Inside the store had pale blue walls and a long counter that held mouthwatering goodies and treats. Violet was never really one for sweets, but Wilbur could spend all the money he had here.

'11:50,' Violet thought to herself. 'I have ten minutes before he comes.'

So she sat there and waited. She sat on one of the tables next to the wall. She wondered what they were going to do today. Usually her and Wilbur plan together, but Wilbur had just waved her off and left for his next class.

"Miss. Are you going to order anything?" Violet looked up at a tall, thin woman with an apron on. She looked back at her watch. 12:10.

'Maybe he's late.' She tried to shake off the bad feelings in her stomach.

"Um.. yes. I'll get a small coffee please." The woman wrote down her order before giving her a ticket.

"Here you'll need this."

"Oh. Thank you." Violet looked up to woman, but the lady was already at another table. Violet stared down at her hands, trying to preoccupy herself. Then she looked back up at the clock. 12:30.

'Where could he be? He's never been this late before. He… he wouldn't let me down. Right?' Wilbur had never let down Violet before. Sure he could make a mess of things, but he never let her down. She remembered when he helped her get over her fear of poles.

*Flashback*

It was a bright, spring day. Wilbur decided that he and Violet would go to the playground down their middle school.

"Come on Violet! Hurry up! It's right down there!" Wilbur shouted to Violet. He was already halfway down the block. While he ran Violet walked slowly, kicking a stone every so often.

'I'm coming!' She yelled back at him. Still she continued on her slow pace, putting one foot in front of the other. Wilbur, who was tired of waiting, ran back and picked her off the ground.

'Wilbur! What are you doing?! Let me down!' She thrashed around on his shoulder.

"Ask nicely~" Wilbur cooed.

'NEVER!'

"Fine." And with that, he placed her on the ground and spun her around. "We're here!"

The playground was empty with equipment all to themselves. It shone in the setting sun. Violet climbed up the short stairs that were meant for kids way shorter than her.

"Violet! Come here!" Wilbur gestured wildly for her to come over. He stood next to a fireman's pole that was attached to playground. When she had finally came over, Wilbur gripped on and slid down the pole.

"Your turn!"

Violet looked at him from her vantage point. Now you see Violet Parr was not scared of many things. That was the advantage of being a super. You were in so many life threatening plans that everything else felt surprisingly easy. But, Violet Parr did not like sliding down poles. It was the fear of falling. Yes, she had fallen out of a plane before, but this was just different.

Violet shook her head at Wilbur. This was Wilbur's cue to know that something was wrong. If Violet didn't like something he did, she would yell and argue with him until someone caved in. He clambered up the child sized stairs and walked back to Violet.

"Hey. What's wrong?" He placed his hand on her shoulders.

'It's nothing. I just don't wanna go down.'

"Hey," he lifted her chin so they could make eye contact. "I'll be there right at the bottom. If you fall, I'll be there to catch you. I won't let you down."

Violet was thrown off by Wilbur's gentle words. Without breaking eye contact, she nodded. Wilbur went back down and waited for her to come. She gripped on tightly to the metal pole and wrapped her legs around it. She flew. Violet could feel her heart drop and her eyes closed, praying that she wouldn't hit the ground. And she didn't. Wilbur had gotten her before she had reached the ground.

"I told you I wouldn't let you down."

Violet looked into her cup of coffee that had already been cleaned for the past hour. He wouldn't let her down. She just had to wait a little longer. The time on the clock now read 2:30.

"Honey," The lady who took her order said. "Maybe it would be better to wait outside. It such a nice day. Go. Enjoy the weather."

Violet nodded before thanking the woman and going out to sit on the bench in the front of the store. There she waited. She knew that Wilbur was going to come. She just knew it!

Another hour passed. Hours began to blur in with each other. She sat on the wooden bench, swinging her legs back and forth. 5:25. Where is he? Violet heard the bakery's door opening.

"You're still here?" The same lady approached her. "Whoever you're waiting for, they're not coming. Why don't you go home?"

Violet desperately hung on to the idea that Wilbur would be coming. "He wouldn't let me down." Violet stuttered. "He wouldn't."

"Maybe he just forgot. Would you like me to give you a ride home?"

Violet waved off her offer. "It's okay," she said standing up. "My house is right there." She waved goodbye at the woman and started to walk home. Something in her snapped. The feeling of confidence and reassurance that took years to build up, crumple into nothing.

"Where was he?" Violet talked out loud. "He was supposed to be here!" Tears streamed freely down her faced now. She rapidly wiped her eyes on her arms. He wasn't supposed to let her down. He wasn't.

Well.. That was a little depressing. All these one shots are loosely connected with each other. So the next chapter is going to be a continuation. I hope you enjoyed!