Well, here's the next chapter. It's kinda short and not very eventful, but important none the less:) Hope you all like it and thanks for the reviews!!!
Chapter 8: Giving In
"What were you thinking?!" Bob cried to his kids as they got into the house. By now they were back in their normal clothes and at home. Violet and Dash turned to face their parents.
"Why did you even leave school in the first place?" Helen nearlyscreamed at them. Violet and Dash looked at each other, debating on where to start.
"We just wanted to know who that was." Violet said under her breath. Dash looked up and smiled, encouraging her to continue.
"That is no reason to leave school!" Bob shouted again. The kids flinched a bit and looked down at the ground.
"What even made you think you could fight him... without even a disguise?" Helen said to them in a bit quieter voice. Violet kind of preferred the yelling.
"Why were you fighting?" Violet asked them back. This shocked both Helen and Bob as neither of them had mentioned going back to be Supers again.
"Well?" Dash said, backing his sister up. Helen and Bob exchanged nervous glances to each other. Now it seemed they were the ones in trouble, and in a way they were.
"Kids, please understand this..." Helen started. Then she stopped, because she had no idea how to tell them this. Now, not telling them seemed like a foolish thing to do and she regretted it more than ever.
"What your mother is trying to say is that...well..." Bob started, but then he stopped to. They were both at a loss of words, neither knowing what to do.
"Why were you fighting?" Violet asked again. She knew her parents didn't know how to tell.
"And why can't we fight?" Dash said. The two of them looked at their parents, who stood in silence. Violet decided to step in.
"You think that we can't do it, don't you?" She said to them as her hair fall back, covering her face. She put her head down.
"No honey, we don't think that at all!" Helen said, shocked Violet would even consider the idea. She sat down next to her daughter on the couch.
"It's just that there are more important things going on in your lives right now." Bob said, backing Helen up.
"More important than saving the world?" Dash said, a sad look on his face.
"For you, yes. There are other Supers out there you know." Helen said to her son. Dash still didn't buy it.
"Then why did you go back?" Violet said, looking at her father. Bob scratched the back of his head, deciding the best way to say what he wanted to.
"We went back because..." Helen started. Violet cut her off.
"Because they needed you... right?" Violet said to her.
"No... well yes, but..." Bob started to respond. He didn't know what to say to them. This wasn't going to be easy and he now felt that he had been foolish to even suggest this.
"Did they ask for you specifically?" Dash asked them. Bob and Helen turned to him.
"Well, no." Helen said, looking at her husband for support.
"Then why can't we fight?" Violet asked her again. Helen was silent. This wasn't working out the way she'd hoped.
"The reason you can't fight....." Helen started again.
"Is because you have too much going on in your lives right now." Bob finished for her. Helen looked up at him, her face bearing a look of relief.
"Like what?" Dash demanded, crossing his arms.
"Well, for one thing, you two are still in school." Helen said, sitting back in the couch. Violet and Dash looked at each other.
"And not to mention, you are still very young to be out there fighting crime!" Bob added.
"But why not. Aren't we good enough?" Violet asked again. She didn't want to give up being a Super. It was the only time she could really be herself. She wasn't going to let her parents take her freedom away.
"Of course your good enough!" Helen said, putting an arm around her daughter. Violet looked away.
"Then why can't we?" Violet asked back in a hurt tone. Helen sighed.
"Well, I don't see why you can't." She started. Dash and Violet smiled at each other.
"But I really don't think you should just yet." Bob finished for her. Helen looked at him, raising an eye-brow in question. She thought he, of all people, would agree with letting them fight.
"Why not dad?" Dash asked in a whiny voice, the smile wiped from his face and replaced with a pleading look.
"I don't think you should be out fighting villains when your supposed to be in school." Bob said back, looking at his wife for support.
"Your father does have a point." Helen added. "School is the most important thing for you right now."
"But mom..." Dash started to say, but Helen gave him a warning glance and he stopped mid-sentence.
"So you're still going to fight without us?" Violet asked, looking down at the floor.
"No, why would you think..." Helen started.
"So that means you're going to quit?" Violet asked again, looking back up at her mother. Helen didn't know what to say. This was so hard for her and the kids weren't making it any easier.
"What we're trying to say is that you won't be able to fight with us at the moment." Bob said, taking over from his wife. Helen nodded in agreement.
"So, when will we be able to fight again?" Dash asked.
"Maybe when school lets out for the year, we'll think about it." Helen concluded.
"There probably won't be many villains around till then anyway." Bob said in a reassuring voice to tell them they wouldn't be missing out on anything. Violet and Dash glanced at each other.
"Then who we're you fighting today?" Violet asked them with a hint of suspicion in her voice. Her parents looked at each other.
"Well, we weren't sure. All we know is that he called himself LevitoForce." Helen mused, pondering the question to herself. She never recalled seeing him before. And he was so young too, he looked about Dash's age. Surly too young to be stealing that much money from a bank. Actually, he was way to young to be stealing anything at all!
"Do either of you know who he was?" Bob asked them out of curiosity.
"Why would we know him?" Violet asked in a stubborn voice.
"Violet, please." Her mother said in an exasperated tone.
"No, I don't know him." Violet said flately. Helen and Bob turned to Dash.
"How about you Dash, do you know who he was?" Helen asked her son. Dash looked down at the floor, wondering what to say. Should he tell? Would he get in trouble? Obviously the answer was yes but....
"No... I don't know him." Dash said in a small voice.
"Well then, you two get started on your homework." Helen said shooing them off and thus ending the conversation. Dash started to leave, but Violet wasn't ready to give up just yet.
"What if we only helped you out once in a while... only after school?" Violet asked at a second attempt to get her parents to agree. Helen and Bob exchanged glances again.
"Violet, please just..." Helen started, but Violet cut in again.
"Why not mom, it wouldn't cut in to our school work!" She demanded.
"I know, it's just that..."
"You don't think I can handle it." Violet said back, trying once again to make them feel sorry for her.
"Don't think that Vi." Helen said to her daughter. Violet put her head down, not bothering to move her hair, that now covered up nearly all of her face.
"Fine Violet. You can fight with us. And Dash too" Bob said, finally giving in.
"What?" Helen said, turning around to face her husband. A confused look on her face. Bob shrugged his shoulders and Helen turned back to face Violet.
"You can fight... but only after school!" Helen said sternly. "And no going off on your own ever again young lady." She finished, brandishing her finger at Violet. Violet smiled back.
"Thanks mom!" She said, embracing her in a tight hug. Helen was a bit surprised at first, but thensmiled and hugged her back.
"Did you hear that Dash?" Bob called to his son, who was standing in the doorway.
"Yeah, I heard." Dash responded, not really thinking about what he was saying. He was still thinking about the boy. LevtioForce, he had called himself. Dash wondered if he should have said anything. He decided to just leave it and walked into his bedroom and shut the door. His parents took no notice though.
Violet got up a few seconds later and went into her own room. She shut the door and fell to her knees to look for something. About a minute later, she pulled up her Superhero costume, which she had shoved under her bed earlier.
"I guess I will be using you after all." She said to herself as she looked at it. Then she walked over to her closet, took out a hanger and hung it up in the back, safe from prying eyes. It felt good to be going back into crime-fighting. At least, for her it did. She never felt more happy and that nothing could ruin this moment. Dash however, didn't feel like that at all.
A/N: Wow, that was short! Oh well, the next one should be longer. I hope I kept everyone in character in this.
