My Little Girl Chapter 4, an incredibles fanfic

Disclaimer: I own a Violet Parr Barbie...actually, it's my little sister's...but, she doesn't know I have it...lol

Chapter Four

You beautiful baby from the outside in

Chase your dreams but always know the road

That'll lead you home again

Go on, take on this whole world

But to me you know you'll always be

My little girl

Later that week, Violet was still acting depressed, and Bob was tired of it already. He didn't have a very high patience level when he was under stress. The "Violet Situation," as the older Parrs called it, was definitely stressful.

Bob walked into his daughter's room, where she was sitting around moping. "Violet, do you want to do something?"

"Like what, Dad?" she said, reminding him of the insecure daughter he once had.

He blurted out the first thing he could think of. "Let's go to the zoo." At her skeptical look he continued, "You used to love it when you were little. Come on, it'll be just me and you, the boys are still at school."

Bob could tell she was trying to hide her excitement. The zoo was her favorite place to go as a baby. They went every week, until Helen had Dash. Outings were carefully planned with him, in case he tried to run away or such.

"How much longer until you're ready?"

She thought for a moment, and said it shouldn't be too much longer.

Incredibles

Violet was actually having more fun than she had since leaving him and all her problems behind. Her dad was right, she loved the zoo. Animals had always been one of her favorite things, especially dogs. She had always wanted one, but her parents said being a super was more than enough responsible for one person to handle. Finally, she just gave up trying.

"Hey, do you want to go see the 'bingos,' Violet?" Bob asked.

"Da-ad! Do you always have to bring that up? I can't believe you remember it still," she said.

"How could I forget? We walked around for the whole day trying to make you happy." He laughed fondly at the memory. When Violet was two years old, they had taken her to the zoo. She wouldn't let them leave until they saw the "bingos," but Helen and him had no idea what she was talking about. After searching for the whole day, they sat down in by the bird sanctuary. Violet ran screaming toward the flamingos, screaming, "Bingo, bingo!" Everytime when they went to the zoo after that, they always went and saw the "bingos" for her.

Father and daughter walked through the zoo to the flamingo pond. Violet bought a cup of Dip-n-Dots, and leaned on the railing overlooking the pond.

"Dad?" She quietly asked.

"Yes, Violet?" Bob was curious. What did Violet want to talk about?

"Dad, I like being back home. It's nice to see you guys again, but I..." she trailed off.

They walked over and sat on a bench. Bob knew better than to press his daughter; if he did, she would have clammed up.

Violet munched on her Dip-n-Dots for a while, then started to speak. "I thought I would love being away from everyone when I went to college." She shot her dad a wry look. "The first day was awful for me, my roommate was horrible and my car broke down. I was already missing you guys. When I went to my first class, he was the teacher. He just brought back so many memories that were too much for me to handle on that day, and I couldn't handle it. I passed out, when I woke up he had carried me back to my dorm. Just seeing someone familiar...it helped calm my nerves so much. He even knew that I was," she looked around as she whispered, "Invisigirl."

Bob was a little worried. Only the NSA knew who they were in everyday life. "Who is he, Violet? How did he know you were a super?"

"Promise me you won't get mad," Violet said.

"Why would I get mad?"

"Dad, I know you. Just promise, okay?"

Bob replied, "Alright, alright, I promise. Are you happy?"

She took a deep breath. "He's...Buddy. Buddy Lendon."

"Buddy?" All of the sudden, realization dawned on him. Buddy was no other than Syndrome; the man who attempted to kill his family, who tried to kidnap Jack-Jack, and almost ruined his marriage. Bob thought he had died when the jet blew up.

"Violet! I - I don't even want to talk to you right now!" he yelled. How dare she even talk with his ex-arch nemesis? How could she?

"But, Daddy...you promised not to get mad," Violet helplessly said.

"Violet, I think I can get mad. You must have spent quite some time with him since he asked you to marry him! He tried to kill you! Does that not mean anything to you?Give me one good reason not to go kill that bastard right now!" Bob glared at his daughter, not noticing the attention they were attracting.

She looked up at him, tears spilling out of her eyes. "I...I love him, Daddy."

He started to walk away, ignoring Violet's cries for him to come back. She sat down on the bench, and started sobbing.

This was exactly why she shouldn't love him.

Incredibles

Three hours later, Violet and Helen were still trying to find Bob. They called his cell, which went straight to voicemail every time. Finally, they gave up.

Helen went and sat on the couch with a sigh. Violet followed and lay down, with her head on her mom's lap.

"Violet, it's not your fault. Your dad is a very stubborn man, this is just his way of letting his anger out," Helen said as she stroked Violet's long, black hair.

"I shouldn't have told him about Buddy. He didn't even let me explain," Violet sighed.

"Honey, you can't help who you love. Granted, liking someone like Buddy is a little different - "

Violet cut in. "Buddy isn't a villian anymore. I didn't trust him at first, but I had NSA send me a file about him. He's one of us now, Mom. Buddy helps protect supers from villians." Her voice took on a more dreamy tone. "He's so nice. When my rommate kicked me out, he was there for me. I've been living with him for quite a while."

Helen was shocked. "Violet Noelle Parr! Why didn't you tell us?"

"I wanted to, you have got to believe me. But I knew if I did, you and Dad would be mad. I wanted to live in the fairytale for as long as I could, but now I see that wasn't the right thing to do."

They were silent until Helen asked a question that she had to get off her mind. "Why did you come here?"

Violet took a deep breath. "I guess I was scared. You always said I could come home if it was an emergency. When he proposed to me, I wanted so badly to say yes, but I knew I couldn't. Our relationship would be so wrong. He tried to kill my family; plus, he's almost ten years older than me. But I know that he's the one, Mom. I love him."

After this little "confession" of sorts, Helen's fears were put to rest. She was worried Violet was in love with him because he was the unattainable one, a villian. She now knew her daughter was really head-over-heels for this guy. Like she said earlier, no one can control who they love.

Incredibles

Bob finally came home around midnight. After his anger had worn off, he realized how stupid he was being. His daughter had confided in him, but he blew up at her, probably ruining her trust in him. He wouldn't blame her.

Syndrome was actually on their side now. If someone had told him that a few years back, he would've laughed his ass off. Now however, it wasn't quite so funny.

He knew Violet loved him, but he didn't know if he could control the Mr. Incredible side if Buddy ever was near Violet again. But for her sake, he would try.

He decided to see if his little girl was still up. He opened the door and saw her looking out her window. Bob joined her on the bed.

"Violet, I'm sorry about today." He searched to find the right words. "I don't want you to hate me, but you caught me off-guard. It shocked me that Syndrome is still alive, but even more that you love him. I didn't handle it well. I'm sorry."

She turned towards him and gave him a hug. "I forgive you. Night, Dad."

Bob was extremely happy that Violet forgave him as he walked out of her room. He didn't know what he would do if his baby girl hated him.

AN: Only a few more chapters left...It might snow tonight! I hope so, we've had nothing so far. I love snow! Well, here's another question? What is your all-time favorite movie? Mine has to be Gentlemen Prefer Blondes, even though they don't. LoL, they might. Marilyn Monroe is my favorite old-Hollywood actress. She is amazing. Well, please review and tell me everything!

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