UNIVERSE T-420

GAIL looked disinterestedly at her fingers, not like she even had fingernails to look disinterestedly at but it didn’t stop her. “Oh, my, what a pity… my heart goes out to them. Or it would if I had an actual functioning cardiovascular system.”

"Heheh, you’re funny. You know that, right?" She snorted, finally able to let her temper simmer down. Letting out a sigh, she conjured up a note book and scribbled down some notes before she forgot the details. "So is there something I can help you with?"

GAIL looked disinterestedly at her fingers, not like she even had fingernails to look disinterestedly at but it didn't stop her. "Oh, my, what a pity... my heart goes out to them. Or it would if I had an actual functioning cardiovascular system."

"That's good," GAIL looked down at the disintegrated manuscript from over her nose, "I'm glad it wasn't anything really of consequence to you."

(( We’re kinda hanging out, chilling. I think people may be sleeping still, though. ))

((Still up and running!))

((Mine are still around

((And all the kids are here too.))

The son of someone you’d see in the mirror!

*But his smile only grows as he starts to giggle, quickly doubling over in laughter. It takes a bit before he recovers and is able to talk, wiping a tear from his eye.* Ahhh… there’s /one/ last thing which I haven’t mentioned…

The son of someone you'd see in the mirror!

May I come and play?

*Gives the young trickster a softened sweet look and nods in approval.* That’s good that you’re not going to be keeping any secrets from him. I’m sure it will save everyone a lot of headaches in the end. *So he thinks.* When you grin at me like that though, I am inclined to question whether or not there is more to this than you’re letting on…..

You’re telling me the child’s mother isn’t who I think it is, but you haven’t said whether or not I am the father. Humor me. What sort of child would I willingly want to adopt if it were not my own? 

You are the father, but not the father, the mother yet not the mother! And you certainly know the child well. Because! You are the son, yet not the son.

*But his smile only grows as he starts to giggle, quickly doubling over in laughter. It takes a bit before he recovers and is able to talk, wiping a tear from his eye.* Ahhh... there's /one/ last thing which I haven't mentioned...

*Gives the young trickster a softened sweet look and nods in approval.* That’s good that you’re not going to be keeping any secrets from him. I’m sure it will save everyone a lot of headaches in the end. *So he thinks.* When you grin at me like that though, I am inclined to question whether or not there is more to this than you’re letting on…..

You’re telling me the child’s mother isn’t who I think it is, but you haven’t said whether or not I am the father. Humor me. What sort of child would I willingly want to adopt if it were not my own? 

You are the father, but not the father, the mother yet not the mother! And you certainly know the child well. Because! You are the son, yet not the son.

*Gives the young trickster a softened sweet look and nods in approval.* That’s good that you’re not going to be keeping any secrets from him. I’m sure it will save everyone a lot of headaches in the end. *So he thinks.* When you grin at me like that though, I am inclined to question whether or not there is more to this than you’re letting on…..

B3 You called?

No, but since you’re here how are you doing and what have you been up to?

Oh, what a pity! I thought I had been called. UuU I’ve been busy helping raise my new darling little brother and being a responsible elder brother to him. How are you over here in this neck of the woods, dear father?

B3 You called?

No, but since you’re here how are you doing and what have you been up to?

Oh, what a pity! I thought I had been called. UuU I've been busy helping raise my new darling little brother and being a responsible elder brother to him. How are you over here in this neck of the woods, dear father?

i just really want a story about a supervillain family where the supervillain dad is so proud of both of his daughters even though one grows up to be a superhero and he encourages them both to do what they want to do and when he runs into his superhero daughter while he’s on a crime spree he’s all like “oh hun you did such a good job foiling my evil plans today!! are you gonna come visit me in solitary? tell your mother not to forget to buy milk!”