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Becky clutched the book tightly in her hands as she proceeded to walk down the sidewalk towards home. There was just too much on her mind at the moment that included events of her defeating Dr. Two-Brains earlier this afternoon, trying to spend some time with Violet, and then Tobey's revelation about his father and the way that he had acted towards her. At first, Becky had been more than willing to listen to what he had to say perhaps even help him try to get through this difficult situation that he was facing but the moment he opened his mouth and spoke to her sarcastically was the last of it.

Perhaps WordGirl would have had better luck but I am not willing to do that all the time Becky thought to herself as she continued down the sidewalk. There was going to be a moment where WordGirl was not going to be there for Tobey all the time and he only needed to cooperate with his peers, especially those who were trying their hardest to be as friendly to him as possible. There was no reason to be too proud of yourself, even though it seemed to her that both Tobey and Victoria Best were fighting for that same spot in school. Such high praise would only lead to narcissism and such a personality was not at all pretty to have. As for Becky, she knew that she was loved both as a citizen and as WordGirl and the fact that she had a rich vocabulary but she never though highly as herself. Well...there was that one moment with Miss Power but she had been a terrible influence upon her.

She opened the door of her home and walked inside to be welcomed by her father cherry voice. "Becky!" he smiled brightly to his daughter as he was busying himself in the kitchen with tonight's dinner whilst Bob and TJ were busy with a board game by the dinner table.

The aroma of the food that was being made was both a combination of sweet and savory and it smelled truly delectable enough to make Becky's mouth water. "Mmm, that smells so good," she said as she walked into the kitchen to see what her father was making.

It was a lovely combination of roast beef, mashed potatoes, glazed carrots, and a lovely cherry pie. When such food like this was made, there could only be one special occasion. Becky tried to think what the occasion was but she couldn't recall any birthdays coming up within the family anytime soon. Her eyes turned to the right where she noticed a bouquet of roses neatly placed on a vase right beside her brother and Bob. "Is it...your anniversary?" Becky asked her father.

"Yes indeed-y," Tim replied to Becky, causing her to slightly flinch at his made up word. "And I have the whole afternoon planned for the both of us." Such events included dinner at home because Tim knew how much Sally adored a home cooked meal, a couple's message, and later in the evening a date night at the movies.

Becky always found it sweet on how smitten her adoptive parents were with one another. They always tried to make one another happy with the simplest things and as long as that happiness lasted, that's what was the most important to the both of them and the family as well.

Have my biological parents ever been that way with one another? the young girl thought. Wait, why am I thinking about this? Becky had never before thought as deeply for her biological parents as she did at this point. She had been curious to know whom they were and that was it, but to think about them intensely had never occurred to her before. How did they look like? What did they like? What did they hate? Why didn't they come looking for me when I was gone? Have they ever loved me? Becky Botsford stop it right now!

"You okay honey?" Tim's voice broke Becky from her thoughts as he noticed the mixture of frustration in his daughter's face.

Becky felt her cheeks heat as she looked at her father, hating the fact that she was caught thinking deeply about something that her adoptive parents perhaps didn't know she would ever bring into her mind. "Yeah I'm okay," she said with a small smile upon her lips, "I'm just going to lie down for a second."

Bob looked at Becky as she headed up the stairs before following her into the bedroom. A questionable, yet filled with concern, squeak escaped from his lips as he jumped on the bed and looked at Becky. The young girl smiled as she raised her hand and gently stroked her pet upon his head but more questions bore her mind. Had Bob...or better yet, Huggy, ever tried to get in contact with the Lexiconians? If he hadn't even tried, Becky wouldn't blame him for that. They had made Earth their home and she was not planning on leaving it anytime soon. If she wanted to visit Lexicon, there was nothing stopping her from doing so but that feeling of acceptance was something that she couldn't really answer? If she was known to be the missing child of a certain couple, would they see her as part of their race or disregard her because she was just...too human to them?

Another questionable squeak escaped Bob's lips but Becky only disregarded it with a gentle smile. "I'm alright Bob I'm just contemplating."

"Hmm?" Bob raised an eyebrow at her word.

Becky let out a sigh as she directly faced the ceiling. "'Contemplating' is the process of thinking. Trying to find the answer of your thoughts...like who I really am and who my parents are."

It was better to just come out with it to her most trusted friend. It wasn't because Becky didn't trust her parents but she also didn't want to hurt their feelings.

Bob was flabbergasted at the words that had just left his owner's lips and Becky could tell that he didn't know what he was able to say about such a thing. "Don't worry Bob," she said as she turned her eyes to look at him once more, "it was just something that came into my mind after..."

...Tobey spoke to me about his father.

"...that family tree project we had to do for school." That was also a part of it but not as much of what Tobey had said to her earlier.

Becky slowly shut her eyes and tried to wash away the thoughts that continued to haunt her until...

"HELP!" a distorted voice from the town screamed for help as a familiar laughter was heard, "the Butcher is robbing the bank!"

Becky's eyes snapped open as she let out a gasp and sat up straight in her bed. So much for having some time of relaxation before dinner. "Come on Bob, the Butcher is causing trouble." She took a gentle hold of her sidekick's arm and held two fingers on her chest.

"Word Up!"

Down by Fair City's bank, the Butcher was causing mayhem by launching meat at both the employees and the citizens that attended the bank. Before the Butcher had jumped into the building to rob it of its money, Theodore McCallister II was there to exchange some of the foreign money that he had with Fair City's currency. However, that money did not make its way to his wallet before the Butcher snatched it out of his hands.

Theodore was ready to put up a fight with the meat man but that only caused a brawl between them only to have Theo end up being locked in place with pastrami. Not only did have fear of the Butcher but the fact that the villain used meat as a superpower was something that he had never seen before. It was frightening yet mesmerizing at the same time.

"I want all of the cash in here," the Butcher demanded to one of the bankers as they began to fill the bag as quickly as they could with the money.

Just then, WordGirl flew straight into the bank with Captain Huggy Face clinging onto her back. "Stop right there Butcher!" she demanded as she pointed to the villain with a red gloved finger.

There was that plucky superhero again that Theodore had seen earlier this afternoon. How did she knew where to be and when? What an amazing place! Theodore thought though not as amazing as being trapped in this bloody pastrami.

"WordGirl!" the Butcher whipped around as he faced the young super heroine with a frown upon his eyes. "Bout time you got here. Hey, this guy was giving me a tough time!" he pointed directly at Theodore who glared at the Butcher in return.

WordGirl's eye turned over to the trapped citizen but she did a double-take when she thought that she was staring at an older version of Tobey. No way she thought as she could see the resemblance between him and her opponent.

"I beg your pardon sir but you stole my money right out of my hand!" Theodore responded to him before his eyes turned over to WordGirl, "it was only a mere scuffle young lady, I meant no harm to this man." Theodore was not too familiar with the laws of this town. Could citizens get into a fight with the villains or was it the job of the superhero to do so?

"I'm a villain," the Butcher retorted, "that's what we do!"

"And what we superheroes do is throw them in jail," WordGirl said as she hovered slightly higher than she did before and glared at the Butcher, "and we never allow villains to harm Fair City's citizens."

"I'm not a citizen here per se," Theodore spoke up as if he was having a normal conversation with the super heroine before him.

"Where are you from?" WordGirl asked, completely ignoring the fact that the Butcher was there.

The Butcher was not all satisfied of the fact that he was being ignored. He was the one robbing the bank and therefore he was itching for a battle with WordGirl this very moment. Not to stand there and watch WordGirl have a conversation with this strange man who claimed to be from England. "H-Hey WordGirl!" the Butcher bellowed causing her to whip around. The meat man held his hands in front of his and yelled, "PASTRAMI ATTACK!"

Just then, Captain Huggy Face jumped in front of WordGirl and opened his mouth where the slices made their way into his mouth and he gulped it all down. "Good job Captain Huggy Face!" WordGirl said to her sidekick as she remained in an alert stance. "Initiate Emergency Plan Number 328."

Upon hearing that, Huggy pounced onto the Butcher's leg and wrapped his arms around him causing the meat man to lose his balance. "Hey!" he exclaimed as his arms flapped in the air before losing his balance and falling to the ground.

Now that they had subdued the villain, WordGirl found herself a rope and immediately tied to Butcher with it. A low growl escaped from the Butcher as he tried to wriggle out of the rope being tied around him but wasn't able to do so. "Now the only place you'll be going is jail," the super heroine said to him with her hands placed on her hips. Soon enough, the police walked into the bank and took the Butcher with them.

After the Butcher was taken away, the citizens cheered for WordGirl's help and she gave them a humble thank you followed by a crisp salute. "Whilst this was exciting and all, I can't seem to get myself out of this...meaty situation," Theodore said as he tried to wriggle himself out but to no avail.

"Oh I can take care of that!" WordGirl perked up as she flew around Theodore, causing a little tornado to allow the pastrami slices to come off him.

"Much better," the man replied as he picked off one last slice of pastrami that was on his shoulder and watched it fall to the ground. "I have never seen a man so barking mad before I thought I was done for."

WordGirl couldn't help but slightly chuckle at the man's use of words. She knew exactly what he meant, she was WordGirl after all but what was also funny was the fact at how dangerous this man made the Butcher out to be. "The only danger the Butcher is towards is the use of words," she told him. "I am WordGirl by the way. Fair City's superhero," she said as she held out her hand, "and this is my sidekick Captain Huggy Face."

"Charmed I'm sure. I'm Theodore McCallister," Theodore replied as he took a hold of her dainty hand and shook it gently. "I must say this is the first time I have been close to a superhero before or ever seen one for that matter."

"I'm just doing my job like any other superhero would for their city," WordGirl said with a gentle smile upon her lips. Though there was something that began to bore in her mind. He just introduced himself as 'Theodore McCallister' and there was one another boy in this whole city that had that same name. "I hope you don't mind me asking but you wouldn't happen to be Tobey's dad would you? Tobey McCallister?"

Theodore was about to reach for his rightful amount of money that the Butcher had stolen from him earlier before his hand hovered in midair. He turned his attention over to WordGirl with a raised eyebrow. "You know my son?" he asked her.

It wasn't that Becky hadn't believed Tobey about his dad being here. He had seemed so bothered by the fact that it was hard not to believe him, especially someone who constantly lied all the time. "I do actually," WordGirl nodded her head, "we've had a couple of..."

She was about to say showdowns but she recalled what Tobey had said. He hadn't seen his father in eight years and if WordGirl was to say that he was the city's villain, what image would Theodore have of his own son after learning about that fact. "Interactions," she found the words as she looked at Theodore.

"That's good to know," the man replied as he finally took his money and placed them in his wallet. The moment he opened the wallet his eyes opened wide. "Oh dear," he mumbled as he held out a piece of paper and looked at the address and phone number of the hotel that he was staying in. He had meant to give this to Claire if he had found her home, but since it was Tobey he had been welled up with too much emotion that he had forgotten to give it to him.

"Everything alright Mr. McCallister?" WordGirl asked.

Theodore looked up at the super heroine. He might as well head back over to Claire's residence and hand the piece of paper to Tobey but he was sure enough that Tobey had more than enough interaction with him today. "If you would be so kind," he said to WordGirl, "I don't know when you'll see my son again but if you could give this to him." He held the paper towards WordGirl and she took it in her hands and didn't even glance at it. "It's the address to where I'm staying...and if he or his mother wishes to give me a call."

There was hesitation in his voice. Perhaps there was more to the story than what Tobey had said to her in the library but that was none of her business to know. "I will be sure that he get this Mr. McCallister," WordGirl nodded her head to him.

"Much appreciated," the man said to her with another smile upon his lips. "I bid you farewell young lady," he said to her as he went on his way and over to the hotel that he had made a reservation in.

That was an interesting...interaction if WordGirl would put it that way. She had just informally met Tobey's father and she didn't know what to make of it. What she discovered was that Theodore seemed to be a very nice man, but a small meeting was enough to make her reach a conclusion to whether he actually good. After all, where would Tobey get all of that mischief from?

I think I'm looking too much into this WordGirl thought to herself when she felt Huggy grabbing a hold of her head yellow cape and letting out a squeak. "Uh-oh, Mom will be home soon. Word Up!" she yelled and then took off into the skies to head back home.