Okay, the Incredibles was the best movie ever so naturally I had to write a fic. And let me tell you know,it will go past 15 chapters. I know the beginning is kinda slow, but bear with me here, it will get interesting soon. I hope you all like it and enjoy (This is my first Superhero fic so it may not be the best)
Disclaimer: I don't own The Incredibles or any of the charcters except my OC's (you'll meet them later)! But someday when I go work for pixar thay will all change (lol) This goes for the whole story too.
Chapter 1: The Day Following
"Breakfast is ready" Helen Parr called to her family. She set the fairly large plate of french toast down on the table as she awaited her family. Dash was the first one to come.
"What's for breakfast?" He asked excitedly as he raced to take his usual seat.
"French toast." Helen replied. Dash shrugged his shoulders and reached for the plate of food in front of him.
"Wait till your father and sister get here please." Helen asked him, laying a hand over his. Dash glared at her, but retracted his arm.
"Good morning." Bob said as he entered the kitchen. He sat down and pulled out the newspaper from under his arm and began to read. Helen rolled her eyes as she did not approve of people reading at the table.
"Can we eat now?" Dash whined impatiently as he eyed the food in front of him longingly.
"No Dash, you can wait a little more for Violet" Replied Helen to her impatient son.
"No I can't" Dash muttered under his breath. Helen gave him a warning glance, then turned to her husband.
"Where is Violet?" She asked him. It wasn't like her to be late for breakfast, though she had noticed a slight change in her eldest daughter when they got home.
"I think she's still in the bathroom." Replied Bob, not even looking up from the paper. Helen sighed.
"Now can we eat?" Dash asked again. He rested his head on his fist.
"Fine Dash, you can eat." Helen replied. Dash reached for the food in record time, which wasn't too big of a surprise for his family. Bob took a piece and Helen in turn did too.
They ate in silence for a bit. Then Dash spoke up.
"Do I have to go to school?" Dash asked.
"Yes, you've missed enough already as it is" Helen replied.
"But, my leg hurts!" Dash proclaimed. Helen raised an eyebrow.
"I believe your leg was fine when you raced in here this morning?"
"Well... maybe, but it hurts now! I've got this giant bruise on it! Wanna see?"
"No Dash, we do not want to see." Helen told him sternly.
"But..." Dash started.
"Your going to school, and that's final" Helen finished. Dash turned to his dad.
"Dad, do I have to go?" Dash questioned again.
"Listen to your mother" Bob replied to his son's plea's. Dash put his head back on his hands and pouted.
A moment later, crying was heard down the hall. Helen rose from the table.
"I"ll be right back" She said and walked down the hall toher bedroom where Jack-Jack slept. He was sitting up in his crib, crying to get out. Helen lifted him up and brought him back out to the kitchen to feed him.
"Dash, it's time to go now." Helen said as she placed a wiggling Jack-Jack in his high-chair.
"Awww, but what about Violet?" He asked as he slid off the chair and on to his feet.
"Violet is going too. Bob can you go get Violet?" Helen asked her husband. Bob didn't even look up from the paper. Helen didn't try again. Instead she got up herself to go get Violet.
She got to the bathroom door, which was still closed, and knocked on it.
"Vi, it's time for school." She said as she rapped on the door. A couple seconds past and nothing happened.
"Now Vi!" Helen said again in a bit louder voice. The door opened slowly, revealing a fairly tall and skinny girl. Her raven black hair was draped over half her face. She turned down the hall and walked to the door, grabbing her backpack on the way.
"Aren't you going to eat something?" Helen questioned her as she past the table.
"I'll get something at school." Violet said as she walked out the door. Dash followed her.
"Okay then, have a good day." Helen called as the door closed. Bob didn't even raise his head from the paper.
"What are you reading there that is more important than your own kids?" Helen asked him as she eyed the paper.
"What? Oh, nothing" He replied as he folded it up and stuck it under his arm. He walked out of the room and headed back to his bedroom, leaving Helen to clean the kitchen. She sighed and started to clear the table. Jack-Jack giggled at her in his high chair, clearly wanting some attention. Helen smiled at him and went back to work clearing the table.
She noticed only she and Dash had bothered to finish. Whatever Bob had been reading was keeping him occupied way too much for her liking. She intended to find out what it was later.
On the bus to school, Dash and Violet were having a few of their own problems.
"Hey Violet, can I sit with you?" Dash asked as he walked up to her.
"No way dweeb." She replies back under her breath. Dash frowned at her.
"But you not sitting with anyone else, you never do!"
"I said NO!" Violet yelled. She raised her hands, preparing to fire a force field at her younger brother. Dash's eyes widened. Violet caught herself just in time and put her hands down at her side. Dash figured he'd go find his own seat. By now, the whole bus was watching the two.
Dash took a seat at the back of the bus, alone. He didn't really have any friends on the bus so he would sit alone a lot.
"Hey Dash, what was all that about?" A kid with brown hair asked from across the isle.
"Huh, nothing." Dash replied. He knew he wasn't allowed to speak of their powers outside the house.
"Why did she put her hands up like that?" He asked back
"No reason, she always does that." Dash said, now turning to face the kid. "How do you know my name?"
"The teacher asks about you everyday, and for some reason mutters stuff about tacks as well." He said. Dash giggled to himself silently about the tack incident. He was always being accused of doing that. But they could never prove it was him, he ran way to fast for that.
"What's your name anyway?" Dash asked the kid back
"Jason." He replied back.
Meanwhile, Violet was listening to the whole conversation between Dash and his new friend. She wanted to make sure he let nothing slip out of that blabber mouth he had. But in a way, she also envied him. She didn't really have any friends either.
"What were you doing there?" A random kid asked Violet.
"I wasn't doing anything." She replied back, not even looking at him. He shrugged his shoulders.
"Then why did you put your hands up like that?" He drawled on.
"No reason." She mumbled back.
"Whatever" He said, then he turned around and started chatting with his friends. Violet didn't care who he was, nor what he wanted. She gazed out the window thinking to herself, wishing that she didn't have any powers. All she ever wanted was to be normal, like everyone else.
Back at home, Helen was finished with the dishes and currently watching television from the couch, something she didn't usually do. Jack-Jack was falling asleep in her arms. He gurgled a bit before drifting off completely. Helen smiled, then rose to put him in his crib.
"Open up please" She said as she knocked on her bedroom door. Bob was still in their and hadn't emerged since morning.
"Just a minute." He called from behind the door.
"What are you doing in there?" Helen asked impatiently and she rocked Jack-Jack gently back and forth in her arms. They were beginning to fall asleep. The door opened revealing Bob, who still had that newspaper under his arms.
"Thank you." She replied and walked past him. She tried to catch a glance at the paper, but Bob had already started off down the hall to his study. Helen sighed and lay Jack-Jack in his crib.
Bob trudged off to his study and sat down. He pushed the door close, but it bounced back open without even realizing it. He lay the paper open on his desk and reread it again.
Helen, who was walking down the hall at this moment, saw that the door was left ajar and took the opportunity. She stood in the doorway, waiting to see if he noticed her there. When he didn't, she extended her arm and grabbed the paper right out from under his nose.
"Honey, what are you doing?" Asked her husband.
"I just want to see what's been keeping you occupied the whole day." Helen said, opening up the paper to see what he had been reading.
"It's nothing dear." He said, trying to grab the paper back. Helen stretched it out into the hall and blocked the doorway.
"Then you'll have absolutely no problem with me reading it. You know I don't like secrets Bob." Helen replied as she read the headline. The article was about all the destruction Syndrome had caused. At the end there was a question.
"Should the Superheros be called back for full-time duty?" She read. "Why didn't you want me to see this?"
"No reason." Bob said quietly.
"Let me guess, you want to go back into saving people... without the rest of your family?"
"Well, no, of course not." He said, trying to grab the paper again. Helen pulled it away.
"Uh, huh. You think I would disagree with this idea, don't you?"
"Well, I thought that...." He started.
"We should talk about this as a family. This isn't your decision you know? And I really don't like the idea of the kids fighting, especially Jack-Jack!"
"I know you wouldn't approve, but I really think you should consider the idea."
"We'll talk about this later, after dinner" Helen replied. She folded up the newspaper and walked off. Bob stood in the doorway and sighed. He really wanted to get back into action. Day jobs just weren't his thing. But he knew his wife wouldn't approve of the idea.
Back at school, the day was coming to a close. Dash and Violet had been loaded down with homework, on a Friday. Dash was furious, as he hated homework. Violet was more nervous about what was coming up that night. She was going to go see a movie with Tony, the boy of her dreams. She was a bit nervous.
"Hey Violet, were still going tonight, right?" Tony called out to her as she walked to the bus. Violet smiled back and nodded.
"Yeah, I'll meet you there." She said shyly. Dash had come up behind her.
"Are you gonna kiss?" He said, making faces at her.
"Buzz off, you insect." She said, pushing him away.
"Violet and Tony, sitting in a tree," Dash started to sing. Violet chose to ignore this and boarded the bus. Dash followed her on.
"Bye Violet, see you tonight" Tony called to her as he walked off. Violet waved back. Then she heard kissing noises come from behind her. It was Dash.
"Don't make me." Violet said, tensing up her hands.
"You can't, mom would murder you!" Dash said annoyingly.
"Just wait till we get home!"Violet said. Dash took the hint and left her, still laughing. Violet stared out the window, daydreaming about the night ahead of her.
The bus pulled up to their current house. The yard looked terrible. The grass was nearly all ash and countless pieces of metal lay everywhere.
They got off the bus and picked their way through the rubble. As soon as the bus turned the corner, Dash raced up to the front door and turned to face Violet.
"Violet and Tony, sitting in a tree," He sang again. Then Violet got really angry. She ran up to the door and shot a force field straight though it. I crashed into the house, knocking Dash over on to the floor. Their parents, who were sitting in the living room at the time, heard the crash and came running.
"What is gong on in here?" Helen yelled as she eyed the broken door.
"Dash started it!" Violet said as she stepped through the doorway.
"I did not. It was all Violet's fault!" Dash yelled back
"Did not!" Violet yelled back.
"Did too!" Said Dash in defense.
"Both of you to your rooms. We'll talk about this later!" Helen screamed, breaking up the fight. The two glared at each other and walked off, pushing each other into walls. Helen sighed as she looked down at the splinters of wood that littered the floor.
"Why didn't you help?" She asked her husband, who had gone back into the kitchen. Helen followed him.
"Why didn't you try to stop them?" She asked again. "And where are you going now?"
"I'm getting a new door." He replied gruffly as he left the back door and walked off to the car. Helen sighed.
Soon crying was heard again down the hall. All the commotion had woken up Jack-Jack. Helen went off to tend to him.
A/N: Okay, good, bad, very bad, extermely bad? I didn't think it was THAT bad. Anyways, I hope you readers liked itand please reveiw! Expect the next chappie soon :)
