Story 1: Mr. Incredi-mom
By: Conan16
Author's Note: I haven't made a story on here since I wrote in the game section for Harvest Moon, which was about 6 months ago. Anyways, I love "The Incredibles", and I just HAD to write some"The Incredibles" Stories. I hope you like them.
There was nothing like a peaceful day off from work, and from fighting crime. Bob Parr was relaxing on the sofa while watching TV. He's been working his tail off at his new job of selling real estate, and at beating the living tar out of countless villains, and he felt as if this a deserved this R&R.
"Honey!" Helen said standing in front of the TV.
"Yes dear?" Bob replied as he scooted over to see the screen.
Helen stretched her arm over her shoulder and turned the TV off.
"I just got off of the phone with the mayor. He said that Crossbones is robbing the First National Bank again. Can you take care of it?" She asked.
Bob groaned.
"Helen, you know I've been looking forward to this day off for the last two weeks. Crossbones is a cakewalk to take care of, why don't you do it?"
"Umm I don't know, maybe because I still have to do housework, give Jack-Jack a bath, pick up the kids, go grocery shopping, and cook dinner. You may have the day off Bob, but I don't."
"Then let me take care of Jack-Jack, the cleaning, picking the kids up, and all that." Bob said.
Helen let out a small laugh.
"You really think you can handle all of my work?"
"Yeah, how hard can it be?" Bob asked.
"Bob, it takes more than being a superhero to..." Bob interrupted her.
"C'mon, give me a chance at it. Who knows, I might even do a better job than you." He joked.
"Oh is that so?" Helen replied
She pushed a list against Bob's chest.
"I guess you'll be needing this than."
A few minutes later, Mrs. Incredible (AKA Elastigirl) was ready to fight Crossbones. She kissed Bob before she left, and he wished her good luck, and soon she was out the door.
Bob took a look at the list Helen gave him.
"Let's see, first I need to...Clean the house. Heh, no problem."
He went into the kitchen, when it occurred to him.
"Wait... Where does Helen keep the cleaning supplies?"
After about ten minutes of looking, Bob found the majority of the cleaning supplies he needed in the utility closet... The last place he thought to look for some reason.
When he started cleaning, he quickly found out that things weren't as easy as he expected them to be. First he used way to much dish soap, and he got suds all over the floor, and when he tried to clean them up he scrubbed to hard, and his hand busted through the boards. When he vacuumed, he ran over Dash's old mask, and it got caught in the suction tube. He tried to get the mask out without turning the vacuum off, and somehow managed to get his sleeve caught inside. He had to fight the vacuum to get it to let go, and ended up destroying it. When he did the laundry, he overloaded the washing machine. Which caused it to bounce around. He had to hold it down so it wouldn't jump out the window. When it was done, he pulled out all the clothes, and saw that his super suit had shrunk about fifteen sizes.
"And machine washable darling, and machine washable." He said mimicking Edna. "Yeah right."
He finished cleaning, (Even though the house looked worse than before) and checked his list.
"Next I need to give Jack-Jack a bath. Well, that can't be as hard as cleaning."
He went upstairs to get Jack-Jack and found him still asleep in his crib. He shook
Jack-Jack to wake him, which was a big mistake, because he surprised him, and caused him to shoot laser beams out of his eyes. The beams singed a few of Bob's hairs. He picked Jack-Jack up.
"Daddy's doing a good job of losing his hair without your help." He said.
Bob filled the sink with water and put Jack-Jack in. Things were going fine here, until Jack-Jack decided to turn into a fish. Bob tried many times to grab him, because he didn't get to wash behind his ears yet, but Jack-Jack was to fast and slippery to catch. What made it worse was that during the commotion, the plug in the drain came out, and Jack-Jack swam down the drain. Panicking, Bob grabbed the drain pipe under the sink, and ripped it out of place. He shook the pipe, and to his luck, the Jack-Jack fish came out of it into his hand.
"Whew. That was a close one." Bob sighed, as Jack-Jack turned back to normal.
"So close, that mommy doesn't need to know about it ok?"
Then Bob looked at the torn up plumbing pipes on the floor.
"But how am I gonna explain this?"
He didn't have much time to think about what to do, because the clock struck three times. Which meant it was already time to pick up Dash and Violet from school.
He arrived at Dash's school first. Right when he stopped the car, Dash was instantly in the back seat. He looked really nervous.
"Hidad!Whatareyoudoinghere?Doesn'tmatterjustdrive!" Dashed cried, looking towards the school.
Bob looked to see what had Dash so worked up. His teacher was walking towards the car.
"Dash. Did you get into trouble again?" Bob asked in a serious tone.
"What? On no, not at all dad... I just have to...Go!"
Bob sighed and got out to meet his teacher.
After they talked, Bob walked back to the car and they drove off.
"Dash. What did your mother and I tell you about using your superpowers at school?" Bob began.
"What do you mean?" Dash asked innocently.
"Your teacher said you wrote "The Teacher Smells!" on the chalkboard during the middle of class. How else could you have done it without him not noticing you?"
"Aww, don't worry dad. He can't prove it was me. I was so fast, he didn't even see me." Dash grinned.
"Son, He recognized your handwriting." Bob grumbled.
Dash's grin faded.
"Ooops."
"So how does your mother usually punish you in these situations?" Bob asked.
"She...Buys me more chocolate than I can eat!" Dash replied.
Bob glared at him.
"I'll think of something." He said.
The next stop was Violet's school.
Violet was waiting outside the school with her boyfriend Tony and her best friend Kari.
"So, you girls hear about how the Incredible family stopped some villain the other day who called himself the Underminder?" Tony asked.
"Uhh no. I must have missed the news." Violet replied.
"I heard that Mr. Incredible's daughter was the one who caught him in the end. She's awesome!..." Tony said with excitement in his voice.
Violet blushed.
"Oh! B-But she's only second best to you Vi!" He stammered.
"It's ok Tony. I don't mind." Violet replied.
"Well, I have to get going. I'll see you two later." Tony waved.
Violet and Kari waved back.
That's when Violet saw her ride.
"Look's like my moms here." She said to Kari.
"I-Is Jack-Jack with her?"
"Yeah...She can't leave him home alone."
"Oh, right. I have to go too. Bye!" Kari said running off.
When Violet saw her dad pull up in her mother's car, a puzzled look appeared on her face.
"Dad?" She asked through the rolled down window.
"Hey Vi! Hop in!" Bob said.
Violet got into the car.
"What's going on?" She asked.
"Long story. I'll explain on the way to the supermarket." Bob replied.
When they got to the supermarket, Bob wanted to make sure he had everything, so he went through a mental check list.
"Let's see: grocery cart, money, kids, list...List? Oh no! I forgot the list!"
"Don't worry dad. We've been grocery shopping with mom all the time! We know what to get." Violet said.
"Ok. Let's see, your mother fixed fried chicken last night, what does she fix after that?" Bob asked his kids.
"Oh! I know!" Dash said.
He rushed off, and a second later he appeared with a box of chocolate chip cookies.
"These are good." He suggested.
Violet took the box from him.
"Don't be stupid! We can't eat these for dinner!" She said.
Dash jumped for the box.
"Give it back!" He shouted.
Violet put the cookies in a force field and they floated above the palm of her outstretched hand.
Dash simply rushed back to the sweets isle and grabbed another box.
"Ha ha!" He snickered.
"Dash! Stop that running! Violet pop that force field, we're in public, and no Dash we are not eating cookies for dinner." Bob scolded.
"Awww." Dash put the cookies on the shelf next to him.
"Violet. Do you remember what we eat for dinner after chicken?"
Violet nodded her head.
"Yeah over here!" She said.
She pulled a frozen pizza out of the freezer.
Bob sighed.
"Vi, your mom doesn't serve frozen pizza for dinner."
"Please dad! I'm getting kind of tired of meatloaf." Violet begged.
"Yeah dad! Pleeeease!" Dash joined in on the begging.
Jack-Jack started laughing.
"Not you too." Bob mumbled.
"So it's meatloaf she fixes then?" Bob asked, discouragingly.
Violet sighed and put the pizza back in the freezer.
"Yeah, I'll get the fixings." She said.
When they got home, Bob set the stuff on the kitchen counters.
"Now this can't be to hard." He said to himself, grabbing a cookbook.
"Have a little trouble this morning dad?" Violet asked, holding the drain pipe.
"Oh yeah... I'll get to that later." He said opening up the cookbook.
"Umm dad, did you do the laundry?" Dash asked poking his finger through a hole in his super suit. Violet gasped and grabbed her own super suit.
"Dad! This thing survived flamethrower torches, missile explosions, machinegun bullets, and that one incident with those giant scissors, how on earth did you manage to put so many holes in it just by washing it?"
Bob rubbed his forehead.
"I had the washing machine in the wrong mode. We'll get them fixed later Vi, I promise. For now, I just want to get through making dinner with what little dignity I have left ok?" He said through clenched teeth.
Dash and Violet stood there petrified. That's when the doorbell rang.
"I'll get it!" Violet said running out of the kitchen.
"Me too!" Dash said, right behind her.
Bob was trying to measure out the right amount of milk, when Lucius walked in.
"Sup Bob... Man, what happened here?" He asked.
Bob turned around.
Lucius laughed.
"Nice apron! Lose a bet?"
Bob tore the apron off.
"No. I told Helen that I didn't want to work or fight criminals today, so I traded spaces with her." Bob explained.
"So while she's out fighting crime, your cleaning house, grocery shopping, and all that?"
"Yeah, that about sums it up." Bob said.
"Man, you make it look way to hard." Lucius laughed again.
"Oh really, and you can do better?"
Lucius grabbed the measuring cup out of Bob's hand.
"I sure can."
About two hour later, the meatloaf was cooking in the oven, and Lucius, with Bob and the kid's help, got the house cleaned up, and they took the super suits over to Edna's for repair.
"Wow! This place looks great!" Bob said.
"Yeah, told you you made it look to hard." Lucius said.
Bob chuckled.
"How do you do it?" He asked.
"My wife and I keep it simple. When she cooks, I clean. When I cook, she cleans, and we both work, so it pretty much evens everything out."
"Well all I can say Lucius, is that my day's been a living Helen! Your home."
"Hey honey! How was your day?" She asked Bob.
Bob looked at Lucius.
"I'll see you later Bob!" He waved.
"Oh, not to bad. I got all your chores done. I even had time to take mine and the kids super suits to Edna's for... Touch up work." Bob bragged.
"Oh, so everything went without a hitch, eh Mr. perfect?" Helen asked.
"You mean Mr. Incredible honey." Bob grinned.
"Uh huh. So tell me, why do I smell burning meatloaf?"
Bob's grin faded.
"Uh oh."
The End
AN: I'll end the story there. I might make other short stories like this. I'll leave that upto you guys. I'll determine whether or not I'll make more stories depending on what kind of reviews I get from you guys. In the meantime I hoped you liked this story.