"Hi Mommy," Percy called, strolling into the living room. In his hands he carried his Wolverine and Spider-Man action figures.
It was one of the very rare days we were free from Gabe. He had gone to play poker in Eddie's apartment, and Percy had decided to venture into the living room with toys.
"Hi hon, what do you have there?" I smiled as I looked up from the book I was reading.
Percy looked down at the toys in his hands. "Wolverine, and Spider-Man."
I smiled again. "What are you playing?"
Percy shrugged. "I wanted to stab Smelly Gabe with Wolverine's claws, but he's not here so I can run around and play whatever I want, but now I'm not sure who the bad guy is."
I felt my heart break. He hated Gabe so much, and I was keeping them living together...
Percy flopped onto the couch beside me, and I wrapped an arm around him.
A few minutes passed in partial silence, me reading my book, and Percy quietly playing with his Wolverine and Spider-Man, alternating between which one he dropped to the floor and playing with the other.
"I wanna be one."
I blinked, and looked up from my book. "A what, Percy?"
"A hero. I could have super powers, and I'd save the world from the biggest baddest bad guys."
I smiled tenderly. Percy wanted to be a hero... little did he know that someday that wish may be true.
I squeezed him into a one armed hug. "You'll always be my little hero, Percy."
"You'll always be my... mommy."
I laughed. "Good. I wouldn't want it any other way."
Percy was silent for a moment, then his face broke into a grin. "And Gabe will always be smelly."
A/N: There you go. The origin of why I have Sally call Percy "my little hero". I've had this typed up for forever. Was supposed to be chapter 2, but I forgot about it. So... yeah. Before you review, read the above authors note and/or the rant on my profile (Journal-ish Entry Thing #21). Thanks!