William Zoloto
Powers: Intrusive Empathy, Animal Telepathy
Age: Deceased
Birth Date: Unknown
Veronica Mercy Charleton
Powers: Pyrokenisis
Age: 18
Birth Date: October 31st, 2029
Steve Brent
Powers: Limited Precognition, Super Strength
Age: 15
Birth Date: September 8th, 2032
Mason sighed as he pulled on his socks, idly wondering what his sister was making for breakfast.
He hoped it wasn't Mabelcakes, the last time she made those she had slipped a little Mabel juice into the pancakes, turning them a fuschia color and nearly sending her into a food coma.
That had happened after her second bite.
He huffed fondly at the memory before focusing on his reflection in the steamed mirror. After he flattened down his hair over his birthmark and pinned it down with his favorite hat (No matter how much Mabel insisted it was ridiculous, he refused to stop wearing the pine tree hat he had gotten from that gift shop when they were twelve) he deemed he was ready for the day. He gathered up his dirty clothes from the floor and left the bathroom, humming his boyfriend's favorite song.
He dumped his dirty clothes into his hamper as he passed by his room, grabbing his favorite worn hoodie as he did, and continued to hum as he made his way to the kitchen downstairs.
"What'cha making, Mabes?" he asked his sister as he passed her in the kitchen, going to sit down on the other side of the counter so as not to disturb her while she worked.
"Just some glitter waffles." she said nonchalantly, pouring sparkled batter into the waffle iron.
"You made sure they were edible before you put them in, right?" They didn't need a repeat of that time Mabel was sent to the OR.
"Chill, Dippin' Dots! Here, this is the kind I used." She tossed him a firmly sealed bottle of glitter, and he just barely caught in, nearly falling out of his seat.
"Mabel, you know I don't sports well!" he exclaimed, clutching the bottle to his chest and subsequently getting glitter on his shirt as he tried to calm his racing heart. He checked the bottle once had settled down, and was presently made aware that it was, in fact, edible glitter that she had put into their breakfast food. "Yay, no food poisoning," he whispered, just barely loud enough for Mabel to hear him.
"Oh, shut up, bro-bro! That was one time,okay!"
"Yeah, sure. I call first dibs."
"Nuh-uh! That's not fair at all! I'm the one making them!"
The two continued to banter back and forth as they ate breakfast, blessedly unaware of the awful events set to occur that afternoon.
Mabel knew that something was off about her brother that day. He seemed a bit... closed off from her, ever since she told him she wanted to become a superhero, hypothetically, that morning after breakfast.
He had ignored her on the bus, leaving to sit by his boyfriend Bill and his friends, Veronica and... Steve or something.
In third period, he partnered with Thedeuss Strange instead of her, leaving her to pair up with school richbitch Pacifica.
At lunch, he again left her for Bill (she could understand that one, at least, but it still hurt), and when she complained to Candi and Grenda, they just shrugged, and told her that sometimes brothers need space?
Then, after school, he walked home with Bill instead of taking the bus with her! He hates physical exercise unless it's absolutely nessesary!
When he finally got home (after dark!) she confronted him about it, and he just said that he needed some space for the day, anand that he was sorry for leaving her alone all day.
She supposed she could forgive him, maybe, if he didn't do it again soon.
An explosion woke Mabel up in the middle of the night, and she rushed to the window of her room just in time to see another building go up in flames.