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Mr Incredible lives up to his name in many aspects. His indestructibility and strength allow him to do feats unheard of. However on very few occasions has he ever felt pain. He's hardly had anything of a scratch.

He's also never been sick before.

“Bob. Bob, you're scaring us.” Frozone said as he nudged his friend on the ground with his foot.

They've seen Bob get tired and all or just hung over. But Bob is lying on the ground almost unresponsive entirely with snot and drool pooling on the floor.

“....Bob it wasn't even close to a harmful dose for you?” Eversseer said coming over as soon as he was requested.

They had this villain a week ago or so that managed to poison and inject a toxin into them. All except for Mr Incredible who once again was essentially if not is invincible. The needle couldn't pierce him but he did break a syringe across his face by accident. He must have swallowed some or during the fight and administering the antidote it had enough time to be absorbed.

It was now hitting him like a brick having this been the first time he was sick. Gamma was taking pictures because it's a funny milestone. Psychwave couldn't even force him to get up. He couldn't see straight at all and everything was either on fire or too cold. In his delirium he kept mumbling and muttering. Meta Man came to try and get him up to no avail. He called Universal man to come help him to barely get him to budge. Even with each other's strength they could hardly move him. They had to call Adondee to use her powers of gravity to actually move him.

Plyange tried to get him to drink some water. The whole city seemed to be on pause hearing the news. Waiting to see if this is the end of Mr Incredible or if this could be something to exploit later on.

“He's gotta be overreacting.” Blazestone said exasperated as they all surrounded a semi conscious Mr I.

“No. Remember the toxins? We all thought we were gonna die.” Elastagirl reminded them as she came in with a pot.

They all raised a brow confused. One thing they never saw Elastagirl be was domestic.

“He likes my soups.” She said slightly defensive as she got him some soup.

“When has he had your soup?!” Gamma asked in disbelief.

How come he hasn't had her soup?! She served Bob her famous creamy cheese and chicken soup. She knows it's his favorite and he loves it. You can imagine her horror when he declined it barely after a sip.

Frozone and Elastagirl started to really panic then. Many of the heroes did cause never have they seen him deny food. Gazerbeam came over next after getting off the phone.

“I called his mom and she's currently on the way. She unfortunately couldn't tell us much because he's never been sick before. Neither had she.” Gazer said softly, unsure of what else they could do.

Stratogal felt awful as Mr Incredible was able to help them all. He stopped the villain single handedly and was able to carry them all the best he could to NSA paramedics. He brought them all water, snacks, and whatever they asked before an antidote was given. Given how long it's taken to infect him, NSA doctors are worried the antidote won't work fast enough to counteract it.

Thunderhead had an idea but no one wanted to hear it.

Bob's rates were sky-high as he laid in the bed. He could hardly focus on what was going on. He noticed Thunderhead coming up to him but thought nothing of it. Even if he could, he had assumed Thunderhead was just checking on him.

Everyone snapped away from the debates when they heard a disgusting wrench and gag. Thunderhead got him to vomit over the side of the bed and himself. The storm hero smiling with a thumbs up after jamming his two fingers down his co-workers throat.

He made him vomit.

Bob actually slowly started to sober up as the monitors showed a slow decline.

“.....No.” Was all he managed looking at Thunderhead who still seemed very proud of himself.

He was still sweating and dizzy and his stomach started to hurt. When the monitors started to spike again Elastagirl pulled her glove as high as it could go.

“Hold him down.” Was all she said as Meta Man and Universal took their places.

They all joined to hold him down though maybe that wasn't necessary given his weakened state. Bob's mother and stepdad were both surprised walking in with an agent to see all the hero's trying to keep Bob still as he vomited the entirety of his stomach up. Elastagirl's nose scrunched up as she tried not to gag looking away as Bob choked.

Nobody noticed the three's arrival until after Bob was limp on the stretcher holding his throat. Back to normal but now very disgusted and upset.

“...We have medicine for that… none…none of you had to do that.” Hank said, holding his clipboard in disbelief.

“You bastards…..thank you… but you're all bastards.” Bob said coughing on the bed as his coworkers all froze at the discovery.

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“You seem rather glammed up today. More so than usual.” Macroburst said, eyeing him up and down curiously.

Indeed it was true which was surprising as Gama made it a point to look his best everyday. His hair shined with the special gel he saved for special occasions. His suit had tiny but dazzling crystals added today. He had on this pretty boy cologne too.

“Thank you. Today the NSA is having us do a photoshoot for snacks.” Gamma said rather smugly as Macroburst still wasn't popular enough by NSA standards to warrant merch. When a test run of Thunderhead gusher snacks was a success they decided to push forward.

They make and sell merch of the most popular hero's to boost funding and super support. The extra cash goes a long way in the industry. Gamma had the most merch which was something he was quite proud of. What could he say? He wasn't called Handsome Jack for no reason.

He was given a bag of chips as he sat down as usual. Quite proud and happy with his snack chips design off his image. He opened the bag when cued and- oh no. Oh no no no no no!

He gagged at the smell. It was so horrid he couldn't believe it. What was this?? He saw in small print, sour chips. He looked inside and the chips were an ugly shade of blue that made him drop the bag. Absolutely not. No way in hell would he try these.

The director tried to prompt him but everyone knew he put his foot down. He wasn't gonna eat it. It looked so icky and his refined palette wasn't gonna be ruined on these chips. The others had no problem with their snacks; it was only him. The director and photographer both were agitated and annoyed but Gamma wasn't backing down.

“Oh come on, quit being a big baby and take a damn bite!” Psychwave said before activating her power.

He took a bite of one chip but the revolt in his face was clear. He spat it out almost instantly and got into it with Psychwave. Mr Incredible nudged Gamma wanting to try a chip. Gamma gave and no surprise Mr Inedible didn't mind the taste.

“Let's switch. They gave me a sugary drink.” He offered to give the soda to him.

Gamma sniffed it begrudgingly before taking a sip. Mr Incredible realized by that face then that Gamma didn't like that either. It felt sticky on his teeth and tasted so sweet that it stuck to the back of his throat.

Gazerbeam came up next with his. He had such good friends trying to offer him substitutes.

His fruit roll up was no good for him either however. It felt like he was chewing plastic than gummy. It even tasted like plastic more than it did cherry. And since he didn't just shove it into his mouth it melted a bit in his hand and was disgusting sticky.

Psychwave had little mini snack cakes which were an automatic no. Gamma hated the bready crumby texture and the cream and frosting wasn't all that special. It's not what he'd look for in a snack. No real flavor to it either.

He wasn't even gonna try Universal’s chocolate bar. He couldn't stand coconut.

“Couldn't you just pretend to eat it?” Hank asked when he was called to come reason with Gamma.

“Unfortunately not because the video requires all of us to take a bite and give an approval statement.” He grumbled as the crew and director nodded.

They need him to actually eat something in this particular shot. He did smack Mr Incredible because he was just steadily eating the chips. He huffed a bit miffed before he suddenly had an idea.

He gave the chips to Gazerbeam who also gagged at the smell. That was bad, like actually bad bad. Mr I came back quickly with some kinda white dip.

“...Please tell me that's not cheese.” Gamma grimmanced at the idea of sour chips with cheese.

Cheese itself just makes him bloated before he saw Mr I eat one. He dipped it rather happily and took a big bite.

“Nope! Icing.” He seemed quite proud of himself

Gamma wanted to through the culinary abomination and then through Mr I. How the fuck was this supposed to make the chips any better. He hesitantly took a little bite before perking up.

“...I'd use the same icing used on cinnamon rolls?” Gamma asked pleasantly surprised by the combination.

He ate another chip taking a bigger bite and dip. The powder or dust of the chip left the white icing with pretty blue streaks. The sweet, sour and slight salt taste was really good.

Mr Incredible flaunted his victory by flexing as Gazerbeam and Psychwave voiced their displeasure.

“This game is rigged!” Psyche said as Gazerbeam was still struggling for words to voice his disbelief.

Universal man shrugged as he just kept eating his chocolate. He didn't care at this point and thinks they should all stop coddling his picky tendencies. He took a sip of Mr Incredibles drink however and gagged.

They also need to fix their big oafs taste buds.

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Thomas sat up in a cold sweat as the echo of ringing had yet to leave his ears. Thunder roared as lighting cackled as he panted for breath. A storm was brewing dangerously as he tensed and shook.

It had been like any other day. As in any other day, being a hero could be. He stops Mad Missile from laughing a missile into the city from a distant rock. He had got there just in time to knock him unconscious. He had however already started the countdown but he was able to redirect the missile into the ocean. Stormicide clapped her hands relieved having been strapped to the mechanism not too long ago. He bowed to show his curtsey and for a little tease when the missile counter hit zero. Mr I screamed something before darting to him as Thunderhead yelped as he was all but yanked from behind.

Mr Incredible was able to grab the missile by the rocket. Letting him tear off his cape before sending it flying. It had been able to pull him off the ground before Bob had grabbed it.

He couldn't stop thinking of what was gonna happen to him if Mr Incredible hadn't been there. It would have taken him into the air and…

Scott's hand came to his back as he gently got his attention. He rubbed gentle circles until Thomas looked at him. He started to cry as he gently hugged his ‘roommate’. He would have died today in the line of duty. A heroic thing sure but he would leave behind everyone dear to him. He couldn't leave Scott and the kids, not in death or in life. It scared him how close he had gotten to doing so earlier that day. He held Scott close to ground himself as he slowly started to calm down.

Scott whispered gentle affirmations before their bedroom door creaked open. The twins were at the door sniffling. They had nightmares too and wanted them. Thomas and Scott happily welcomed them both into bed. Scott knew Thomas and their girls struggled to tell him about their nightmares. So they instead quietly curl up together and hug till everything feels better.

The downpour slowly started to slow into a soft rhythmic shower of rain. The storm started to disappear but not vanish as the rumbling quieted to almost like breathing itself.

Thomas smiled as he pet his girls as they curled up against him and Scott. Emily was against him holding hands with her sister Eve. Scott cupped his face gently as he's lulled back into peaceful sleep.

He woke up startled to find his bed empty of his lover and kids. He sat up worried before he could hear and smell them all in the kitchen. His twins were at the table drawing quietly as the baby babbled in their highchair. The toddler was watching Scott and their oldest making pancakes. Thomas's favorites too, with mashed blueberries inside.

He smiled, tearing up seeing them all in the kitchen together as their youngest babbled excitedly to see him. The girls showed him the pictures they've drawn as they hugged him good morning. The toddler loudly wished him a good morning hanging upside down from Scott's arms.

Scott smiled seeing Thomas brighten remarkably. Grabbing their daughters and hoisting them up into the air and playfully spinning with them.

They were gonna be alright, and they'll love every moment they can get with each other.

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“Why are Mr I, Hypershock, and Thunderhead called the trauma trio?” Stratogal asked one day, overhearing the name.

Eversseer and Psychwave were the only two who would likely tell her. Macroburst was fussy having to ask Eversseer. Who made a thoughtful hum as he put down his coffee.

“The three of them are called the trauma trio for they endured a lot with each other in their youth.” He said simply adding more sugar into his cups.

Psychwave nodded, stirring her preferred tea and honey mix.

“All three were very young when they were surrendered to NSA and unfortunately that was years before the code of conduct was enforced.” She explained with a solemn tone and avoidant gaze.

Thunderhead was struggling academically and always had. He came from a rather poor family and upon realizing he truly had no hope when he was diagnosed they gave him up.It had happened with no warning as he was crying over study papers when his mother grabbed him. She dragged him to the door and all but shoved him to a man he didn't know. He screamed and protested but his mother's cold eyes were indifferent and his father had his back turned. His siblings watched horrified and confused from the old windows before he vanished from sight.

Hypershock was born to an alcoholic mess of a man after the war. His mother he never knew for what reason he didn't know. He knew all the bottles that piled in their home. He remembered hiding from the door as debt collectors would come knocking or when the house was busted or shot at for money his father didn't have. He remembered one night his old man taking him for a walk. It was cold out but his father dragged him out with hardly and clothes on. He brought him to a building where a very touchy man kept examining and touching him before sirens came. His father initially was gonna sell him to a human trafficking ring to pay back his debts before he signed him away for less jail time instead.

Bob grew up in a house with a violent man. His father, his birth father that is, used to beat his mother badly. He would scream and shout as he did and at Bob when he was set off. Most of the time Bob wasn't allowed inside rather being forced to go work in his father's scrapyard from dawn to dusk. Sometimes his mom would be able to give him some lunch or breakfast but his father would go ballistic if he saw either of them. One night it got really really bad and Bob tried to sneak out of the house. He was caught and it made the man fly off the handle and Bob ran scared. Instead of chasing him on foot the crazy bastard took his truck. They hadn't even known Bob was a super before he attempted to run him over. He rammed the vehicle into him against a tree. Only it was the piece of shit that had died behind the wheel. His mother, already in a weak spot and being pressured by the NSA agent, signed Bob away..

They all got money from it but ultimately lost all rights to the boys and they were off to train.

“So… they were called the trauma trio for all that and the shit mentors and villains they had as well before becoming heroes.” Eversseer explained calmly as if unphased.

The two young sidekicks were in shock and horror. They made sure to be extra nice that day to the three…

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The laughter was contagious as glasses clicked with cheers. Three wine bottles and a bottle or two of champagne between the girls on the table. As well as various candy wrappers and plates of sweets or pasta cluttered the space.

“I just don't understand why they're like this?!” Vectress snorted with laughter as Apogee finished her story.

“Exactly!! Men are just so stupid!” She cheered in laughter as she nursed her glass.

Apogee or Mary was the social butterfly out of all the social butterflies. She was retelling the story of one of her latest nights out on the town outta costume. Since her powers limit her time on the clock she's used to being able to call it a day and have a bit of fun. Of course she understands she's on call 24/7 but when everyone knows you can't operate at night with no sunlight the chances of being called are very very slim. So while yes she's careful she has plenty of fun during the night.

Just the night before their big girls night only Mary had a rather unpleasant but amusing encounter. A man who had the confidence of someone twice the size of her coworkers. But was as broken, ugly, and frankly reminded her of a rusted penny you'd find on the sidewalk.

And just like discarded pennies there's always a bunch of them finding you when you're out and about. It's always the men who have nothing to offer to ask for numbers.

Psychwave or Veronica looked over at their friend Helen lounging in an arm chair. She was laughing as she sipped her wine comfortably melted into the chair almost. Helen in all honesty had anything to say about it and was arguably one of if not the hottest heroines here. She and Blazestone both had a history of being in the middle of endless and countless pursuits.

Since they were on the topic of men she smiled as she asked a question she's had on her mind.

“Why choose Mr Incredible out of everyone? What's so special about Bob?” She asked with a curious smug smile.

Stormicide or Bethany was quick to interject. Always a stickler for doing good and was surprised she'd ask such a question. It's very clear Bob and Helen were either dancing around getting together or actually together. Dancing for it's never been outright but the signs were there. Especially as Helen hadn't broke Bob's heart just yet with her escape.

Helen was always one to put her freedom and career first. To see her actually maybe consider his advances had all their interests.

Beth looked at Helen who seemed to not really register the question. She seemed to have taken too much and was drifting to sleep. She had her own idea of what was going on.

“May I remind you what Bob's powers are..?” She said softly yet not exactly whispering.

It's not really a secret how much restraint Bob must show in his day to day life. Anything, to everything that wasn't reinforced or designed specifically for him would break with a twitch. They've all seen him have moments of misjudged intervals of strength. With how precarious possible accidents were with just regular everyday items imagine putting a partner in the mix. Imagine putting a child in the situation on top of that. Bob’s dating pool was very very slim due to the possibility of harm being so high. So upon turning 18 while they couldn't legally force him to not breed or not date it was heavily frowned and discouraged. However half of the NSA and a small isolated group are interested in the idea of perhaps future mini versions of their golden boy. Especially with a super who had powers that could combine and compliment his strength incredibly well.

Beth was worried this was a matter of outside mixed pressure. Mixed pressure, desperation on Bob's end, or general differences. Helen didn't wanna settle down after all. Neither are getting any younger.

Blazestone or Kelly swirled her glass as thought raced through her head. However Plasmabolt or Cadence cleared her throat. She took up for him simply by reminding them of one thing.

Bob was a gentle giant of a man. He's yet to harm any of them and that shows incredible skill in the cusp and excitement of battle. He had made his stance and feelings known clearly and consistently. He has a good moral compass and heart.

Kelly threw in he's not a bad catch on the eyes either. She laughed as she was promptly buried under various throw pillows. Stratogal or Stacy was eating cake allowed to come with her mother's permission as long as she wasn't given a drink herself. She was quite unsure if she should even speak up. She thought it was unfair hearing through drunken worlds how the government felt against Bob having kids. She's seen him with that fan boy Buddy and his incredible patience and care. How he smiled seeing kids playing or when Thunderhead brought his youngest baby to the NSA Daycare.

He even showed how much he cared for her one night. They were walking in civilian clothes when suddenly Bob moved her in front and close to him. Pulling her to the side protectively till someone behind them suddenly crossed the street seeing he caught their attention. She didn't understand it at the time but Bob noticed the man following them but when he followed for three blocks the alarm bells rang in his ears. However that familiar sharp warning shot through his spine when his sense of danger warned him of the man reaching for something in his pocket.
He warned her about it when he made sure she got home safe after the patrol…

“It's because he's saving for college.” Helen said softly surprising them all.

She was smiling at her glass watching the wine swirl. She smiled this small pained and yet so sweet smile. She softly began to explain setting down her glass for the night.

Bob was saving for college, not for himself no. He said he's far past going and couldn't see himself as anything or as anyone but Mr Incredible. He was not only saving for his future child or children's college, he was helping Thunderhead plan for his kids too. He was putting away money for children he didn't have just yet in case they chose to be something else than a super. He didn't get that choice but he wanted them too.

When he told her that something in her snapped that little bit of resolve she's been running on. The resolve and vow to not rely on some man for her livelihood. It died the day he said that as she realized Bob was more than a man she could trust with not just her life but children they had together.

She chose him, because she can truly say she loves him.

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Macroburst was scratching his head with this one. They come across a lot of strange shit on the job. But this was beyond just weird. A little guy with dirty blond hair was staring angrily as if he'd pulverize them all. Arms out in a protective stance In front of the two other boys.

A de-aging gas was made by some looney villain based on chaos. The trauma trio Thunderhead, Hypershock and Mr Incredible all in the line of fire too.

A little Martin was standing guard of a young Thomas and Bob. Bob was crying terrified, clinging onto Thomas who was so confused and lost. Stratogal and Macroburst didn't like how some NSA agents said they were roughly the same age as when they were signed over.

Martin was the oldest and he was barely 9. Thomas a close second being 8 but Bob was 6. They felt sick knowing what happened to each of them at these ages. Bob was almost ran over at 6 years old because his father was a lunatic. Thomas was just dragged out of his home and never finished schooling. And Martin was stuck with an alcoholic mess. Martin was in defense mode until an agent named Ricker Dicker showed up.

Rick worked closely with the three when they were children despite not really wanting to. He seemed to be the only one at the time to really care that the three were just children. He smiled as he kneeled to Martin ready to talk. However to his surprise Martin didn't let up angrily interrogating him. The boys didn't recognize him at all. When he tried to explain it was him Martin called him a liar and kicked him in the crotch. He ran off leading the younger two boys down the hall.

Stratogal tried to stop them but the three suddenly split up after accidentally running into Eversseer. Bob ran one direction crying scared, Thomas accidentally got turned around and stuck between the two hero's as Martin had just ran forward around Eversseer.

Thomas shrunk into himself, nervous and frightened. He didn't know these people. He started to cry before Eversseer picked him up though grimacing at contact. Children, and Thomas was no exception, were covered in germs. He could see constant filth on his skin that was impossible to see to the eye of the normal man. So he hurriedly gave them to Dynaguy in order to hurriedly wash himself. Dynaguy was surprised to hold a mini childlike version of his friend. You can imagine his confusion when he's told he was his friend.

Martin ran down the halls screaming for ‘Ricky’. The alerted hero's and staff would try to chase or corner him. To their surprise lil Martin and his tremors would have the room shake and leave anything and everything fallen over behind him to keep them away. He was smart and quick witted for a kid his age. However that wasn't enough for Universal man and Psychwave. Martin ran into Universal man rounding a corner too tightly. Psychwave, using the stunned moment, grabbed a hold of the racing child's mind to make him calm down. It's always a challenge to get a child to listen to you especially when they're already scared or emotional.

She managed to get him to listen and hold her hand as she led him back. Universal Man grumbled as Meta was torn between going with them or continuing to look for Bob. Universal simply pushed him to go follow Psychwave annoyed. Meta thanked him as he did as he was silently told.

Dynaguy and Splashdown were entertaining a happy and giddy Thomas. It wasn't particularly hard or anything as he was very easy going. However he did get confused, frustrated and upset at times with puzzles. But he liked playing with Dynaguy and Splashdown making slime.

Martin was still on guard keeping a distance away from everyone. Glaring daggers until Psychwave brought him a blanket. Like a charm he was snuggled up and asleep. She didn't have to do a thing, she knows how he loves his naps as an adult. Thankfully that seemed just as true for him as a kid too.

The whole base was looking for Bob. The youngest and most timid of the three was always quick to hide. Despite his age he was deceptively very good at it.

Gamma was attempting to try and lure them out with snacks. Frozone initially protested it but since it was Bob he soon joined in as well. Leaving treats and snacks out to try and bait the kid into the open. Gazerbeam was worried about hurting the kids so he was trying to not look really at them. Which unfortunately made Thomas want to talk to him. He liked that this man didn't force eye contact and he made a cool horse sound as they played. The girls were stunned as when Martin woke up he tried to help though suspicious of them. He made it clear he didn't trust them but he was worried about Bob. Bob was six and a very big crybaby in Martin's own words. He told them places Bob would usually hide…

Universal man was muttering a string of curses. Phalange was with him and Meta Man rejoining them after teleporting. Universal man was getting frustrated and was already agitated about a previous meeting about his identity. He hadn't meant to raise his voice as he and Phalange started to argue. Meta was trying to meditate the petty argument over snide comments.

Universal suddenly snapped his head over to a locker when he heard it. The other two did two when they heard a small hiccup. Bob was cowering in the corner of a locker crying hard and trying to press himself as far away from them as possible. Universal couldn't help feeling his heart sink seeing the terror in Bob's eyes. They scared him badly with how loud they were getting. He gently apologized as Phalange hadn't recovered over the shock. The prominent Mr Incredible as a small scared little boy was not something he thought possible. Meta was torn between trying to get the kid water or something to help soothe him. Universal man just tore off his cape and bundled the small boy up and carefully though with a bit of effort got him into his arms.

Jesus, even as a small kid Bob was pretty heavy to hold. It was like carrying a swaddled gym weight in one arm. But it seemed to do the trick as he slowly quieted down now they've stopped arguing. His little face was puffy but he curled into Universal man as he held Phalange's finger.

When Bob fell asleep he nearly took Universal to the floor with the sudden limp weight increase had Meta not caught him. Meta got to hold him as he slept soundly with the three supers.

Mr incredible woke up the next day confused and disgruntled. Thunderhead laid across his legs for some reason and he was resting his head on Hypershocks hand. It was like when they were all kids again he mused before slowly sitting up.

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Everseer was a superhero though not always in the traditional sense like his coworkers. What could he say other than he did things differently cause they require to be handled differently. Yes yes he could do all that chaotic and daring stunts stopping crimes but why strain yourself if you could stop it from happening? He could see the future and read minds. He understood and took it in stride the expectations that fell on his shoulders alone. Even the expectations or thoughts of him left unsaid. Excellence was not something to fall short on after all.

Yet he's only human deep down after all? But he can't show weakness or vulnerability. That's just not super of him or of anyone. He simply can't and he knows he shouldn't.

But he's noticed after Bob pitched an idea that Hypershock was made a cooling dock to try and help sober him up either from his hangovers, migraines, or just his temper. He noticed afterwards he would be completely sanitized and free of most bacteria and germs. Something that always bothers him as well when you can always see accumulated filth it's a big deterrent from touching or interacting with things. That meant he typically refrained from touching others and has for a long time.

But this was Hypershock, a man who he's never always seen eye to eye with. A man with a worse temper than the Grinch. A man who would tear you in two for an inconvenience. Still with as much composure as he could manage he walked over to him as he just came out. There was a limited time before filth came crawling back.

Hypershock wasn't all exactly amused though he was a bit confused rather than agitated. Everseer knew it all was rambling and bumbling on and on about something. He felt his eye twitch as Everseer flinched and tried a new angle. Hypershock let out a sigh as he took a step closer before Everseer could step back.

Everseer was surprised to be brought into a hug. Hypershock simply held the smaller man to his chest despite them being a few inches apart in height. He kept one arm around them and held them there. Helen and Psychwave mentioned something about touch starvation and such.

Everseer gripped him tightly, having finally shut up. He could hear Hypershock’s heart beat through his chest. The warmth that flooded from the larger man and faint scent of pine.

“There… are you-?!” Hypershock stopped in disbelief realizing Everseer had gone limp.

Everseer fell asleep being held against him. Hypershock had no idea what he should do because Everseer was still gripping his suit tightly and buried his nose into him. Bob and Thomas had never done this the few times they've requested to be hugged.

Psychwave rounded the corner to see them. Hypershock faltered and tried to say something before she threw the files in hand down and ran over. She buried herself right on into his chest beside Everseer. He could tell she was smiling and giggling as she nuzzled right in.

“You've been waiting for that, haven't you?” He sighed though he couldn't hide a chuckle.

She nodded her head silently as she melted into an embrace. He had the perfect body type for this. Like a big firm teddy bear. He wasn't all muscle as he had a healthy layer of fat as well as being a bit more broad as well compared to the others.

“Also when did you get here?” Hypershock asked surprised when he felt someone against his back.

Universal saw them all and said fuck it, why not? He leaned against the larger man. Arms around his back as he relaxed.

Martin really should have considered possible consequences. He was in his armchair reclined and watching TV. You can guess who the blonde woman on his bare chest was. He was almost certain she made him open the door. Yet there she was in his apartment laid out against him almost like a cat. His actual cat was on his highest perch of their cat tree and staring at the strange intruder. Their face clearly asking who the fuck was this in their home.

He didn't know how to answer, especially when Veronica decided to bite his left peck. She channels more orange cat energy than his actual orange cat too. She always liked to bug him and tease him until he went into a fit. She's amped it up with now odd moments of just waltzing in and touching him on his arms or chest.

He's also noticed something peculiar at work. Everseer was now almost always finding him after he stepped out of the cool down chamber. Not even five feet away silently asking for something he didn't know how to ask for.

Though now he practically books it into his arms and stays there. He's becoming almost possessive of him at work and seeming more unstably stable. He tried to dilute his attention to him by having Bob, Thunderhead, fuck even Dynaguy go into the chamber. Nope he was still attached entirely on his hip.

Universal man who he had thought had just been casual had been a rock in this weird confusion turned out to be a third problem. He won't go into details about what happened one night when they went out for drinks. He couldn't quite remember what had happened to have led him to waking up in the younger man's bed.

He didn't know how to respond to this. Or how it made the situation so much worse. Because of course the two mind powers having supers found out about it. Now it's a tense silent three way rivalry that he doesn't know exactly what to do.

Especially now at random hours of the work day or night he has always had one of them hanging off him.

Gamma thinks it's funny as fuck.

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Mr Incredible pulled up quickly to the scene in his car. It wasn't as rare as one would think of how often they're called to accidents like this. You see there's no warning or set time when a supers powers develop. And depending on that power and what it could be, there's a high chance of accidents or injuries due to panic.

He hurried into this family home expecting to see perhaps his coworkers and the parents. Bracing for anything before he realized he didn't recognize any of the supers inside. At first he thought maybe fans in costumes were similar but he noticed the faces and it only confused him more.

What's more, the scene was oddly calm for this type of situation.

“What's going on, who are you guys?” Mr Incredible asked, stepping further inside.

He then noticed the baby on the floor. They turned to look at him before a pink glow consumed their eyes and flowers engulfed his vision. He looked down to inspect himself to notice how his chest had…taken a peculiar shape.

“Oh I get it now.” Mr now Ms Incredible said as she realized what had happened.

Stormicide chuckled seeing her now his coworkers voice change had caught them off guard as well. It wasn't as bad as theirs but it was noticeable.

“Yep. Kiddie got gender swapping powers. Any ideas?” Stormicide asked as they were all at a loss of how to transport the baby.

Needed to get them and the confused gender swapped parents down to HQ to get assessed. The tricky part of that deal was getting the baby there without turning anymore people.

“Can we try covering their eyes?” Dynagirl said still rather uncomfortable with this change.

“In that case, here, get them in the car seat, we'll put an eye mask and a blanket over them.” Ms Incredible said seeing the baby's carrier seat on an end table.

She strapped them into the Incredible-mobile as onlookers looked in surprise. Stormicide trying to assure the public everything was alright as the parents got into the back of the car.

The three- now five gender swapped heroes waited in the break room. Helen and Blazestone accidentally got swapped pulling the cover back to see the baby before they got filled in.

Everyone was gathered and looking in curiosity. Psychwave huffed seeing the general size of Ms Incredible and Dynagirl’s chest. She's on the smaller cup size and she was a bit jealous.

“I'm actually also really confused about it as tits are mostly fat.” Bob retorted as he poked one as Dyna looked up confused.

He went on to explain that the woman's boob or boobs in general was made mostly of fat. Granted, yes, DNA and hormones were also a part of it. But fat was a big factor. He broached this subject with one of his former mentors as well as women who frequented the gym as well. You see often with female body builders or athletes they'll have a shrink in size, or a change in shape as the muscles and flesh part expand and grow firm as the fat is slowly burned and worked off.

Mr Incredible had very little body fat ratio given in general despite his impressive intake of calories. So seeing as not much but standard or expected things seeing he had a …. surprising rack and ass was confusing. Again he didn't have a lot of body fat so he's not sure what got put into either. It made no sense really.

“I will say my legs look great.” He completed himself happily.

He couldn't explain it as he studied himself in the mirror. But his legs as a woman do look thicker and more fuller than before.

“Your ass looks the same though.” Dyna pointed out confusion, leaving Stormicide lost.

Why the fuck would Dyna know what the ass looks like of another man. Or why Bob was completely ok with that as he explained the difference was now in the jiggle. A firm toned ass can be big but it wouldn't jiggle as he demonstrated with a firm smack. Hypershock got onto him for that, telling him to be appropriate with his new body as Gamma Jack immediately started firing ass jokes.

When Dyna asked if anything changed with their powers Bob looked to Downburst who took a fork to make a knife for them. With a thank you they all flinched watching them plunge the knife to their stomach. As predicted the knife bent and curled up on impact.

“Nope. Still rather incredible.” Bob joked.

When Phalange asked about their strength Bob answered by putting them on their shoulders. He wasn't sure why but that was oddly doing something for him.

“Your oddly all very calm and cheerful about this.” Hank said with Rick beside him.

“Well yeah it's temporary right?” Helen asked, chuckling.

She couldn't imagine herself stuck like this. With a weird little suburban dad mustache and a not so prominent hourglass figure anymore. She had mostly been watching Bob play around as a woman to question the idea. The silence that followed made them nervous.

“It's …. Temporary right?” Blaze Stone repeated, already missing her not so sweaty body.

The five shared horrified looks of disbelief. When no answer immediately came.

…It was temporary thank God after midnight they all transformed back. However Bob did have many articles and people asking for the muscle mommy they saw load a child in his car. Stormicide faced similar articles about how her fans felt seeing her as a man.

Dynaguy did not enjoy all the letters he got asking about his sister.

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Mr Incredible was stretching and warming himself up. Wilderness survival test run, standard testing for hero's. He, Universal Man, Hypershock, Thunderhead, Everseer, and Psychwave, were up. The others were still stationed as usual to keep an eye out on the city. Unfortunate as he'd love to crush this drill with his best friends or better yet his girlfriend. The others don't know it just yet but they finally made it official in private. The thought made him giddy though he knows Everseer probably knows now too. He looked over but noticed that tell tale sign he knew of anything wasn't present as he was talking to Hypershock. Maybe they were gonna team up?

The plane carrying them was loud but it wasn't gonna last long. These drills included falling out of the plane. Throughout the course of the exercise you can team up or go solo. As the plane hatch was opening up as they were approaching drop sight Mr Incredible grabbed a parachute.

Thunderhead thanked him quietly as Mr Incredible made sure he was fastened in with it. Thunderhead and Psychwave couldn't fly so he wanted to make sure-!

He let out a loud grunt before suddenly met with free fall with an added weight. Everseer's face palmed, registering what Universal was trying to not be thinking about. Universal had a plan to try and impress Mr Incredible to impress Hypershock. While it's true the trauma trio was close, Hypershock couldn't give a damn about what Mr I thought. Psychwave chuckled as she recognized it to be a dumbass move anyway. She may not know what he thought but she knows he just left the two of them alone with Hypershock-

Hypershock's jet pack roared to Life as he jumped off with Thunderhead. They realized they were too slow as they watched Hypershock keep an eye on Thunderheads descent as a distant boom was heard.

Mr Incredible has fallen from higher heights and on top of various things. Never under a very dense and heavy Universal Man who seemed a lil to proud of himself and the crater the two of them made. It looked like they had teamed up for once. Mr Incredible got up as Universal moved to go see Hypershock. He watched him disappear behind the tree lines with Thunderhead. He was determined to come out on top with Mr I.

“Alright, the first thing the brief said was to head west- Uni where are you going?” Mr Incredible asked, confused, seeing him head off in one direction.

“You said West. This is West.” The German man was surprised by the question.

Mr Incredible shook his head as he explained and demonstrated West was the other way. Though it took a minute and an explanation why West doesn't change and walking in one big circle did Uni believe him. The two were on their way towards West. Mr Incredible of course did Mark their way with solid stomps on the ground. Large left men's size 13, two inch deep foot marks were left in the ground.

Occasionally they would stop for Universal to try and do something impressive or take a moment to brag. However in setting the fires, identification of food, and filtering water he hadn't needed any help at all. In record timing as usual he was the first one back at the cabin pick up point. They crossed the threshold as the sun was setting. He noticed how disappointed Universal looked and stopped.

He tried to ask what was wrong but couldn't get an answer. He dodged the question and dragged his feet before Mr Incredible stopped. He whispered in Universal's ears to make sure he understood. When they nodded he smiled and nodded before the two ran back away from the cabin. He'll survive not being first for one time.

Hypershock was worried when no sign of the big blue and purple nimrods were there. Mr Incredible always aimed to finish in the top range if not first. But when even a psychwave and Everseer got there before they did he started to pace. He'd kill for a drink in all honesty about now. When the two showed up disheveled and out of breath he was horrified.

As Bob was going on and on about one unfortunate thing to another he handed Hypershock Universal. Who was banged up and exhausted, suit torn in some places showing scrapes and cuts.

Hypershock held him against his chest over his shoulders as he opened and went through the med kit. Universal buried his face into him, flipping off Eversseer and Psychwave behind Hypershock's back. Thunderhead none the wiser as the two offended hero's eye twitch as Mr Incredible praises his genius plan.

The two just sparred against each other and did stupid stunts for the past couple of hours.
Universal has to hand it to Bob. This was a lot better than just praise.

Bonus

The reporter shoved their microphone in Mr Incredibles face. Eager to get him on camera and hear his say.

“Mr. Incredible, how would you feel if there was a homosexual on your team with you in the NSA?!” They asked as more butted in.

They wanted to know his stance on gay relationships. They wanted to know how he felt working so close if so. There's been more recent debate on gay relationships. They wanted to know if any of their heroes were.

“I've seen less fruit at the farmer's market.” Mr I said without missing a single beat.

The lack of hesitation and dead serious expression threw them off. Rick was not far away and faced palms. When a reporter tries to argue the blue super hero only doubled down.

They go back and forth for some time arguing about the logistics and acceptability of gayness. When the reporter asked if he felt comfortable or was gay they were surprised to suddenly hear him laughing.

“Nah, I bet you half the men in the city wish I was though.” He winked at the camera before making his escape.

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Bob was setting up on the beach. A rare but well deserved treat from the NSA. By one a year rotating heroes between cities or so they get to send heroes on holidays as groups. For real building and boosting morale. Bob Told Helen he'd meet her on the beach. He doesn't get to do a lot of romantic gestures but he
knows Helen loves them. He got a blanket set out, a large umbrella casting shade. Cooler with her favorite drinks and water. He feels like he's missing something. He got some books and other activities in case she didn't wanna go into the water. He of course also brought a bunch of shit for fun with his friends.

He was there incredibly early. There was nobody else there just yet. The sun was barely rising and he's out here alone like a love sick idiot. Guess he is though for wanting to do this.

He heard a car door and watched as Splashdown rolled down the sandy hill. He watched as he laughed maniacally before darting into the water. Shouting something about Atlantis as he swam off. That guy makes no sense to him whatsoever as he started to work on a hammock. He's not gonna question or wonder what the fuck he just witnessed.

When Helen arrived with her friends he made sure to whistle for her and clap his hands. Helen was surprised but not as surprised as he was. What caught him off guard was the red headed little boy who came charging and tackled him. Yes he was well familiar with Buddy. Buddy was the son of the Super Fans coordinator in the NSA. They organized things for the fans as well as watch fan engagement for each hero. A problem about them though is they typically pull shit like this.

Buddy was Mr Incredibles biggest fan. So much so he's always glued to his hip and sometimes in a rather dangerous way. He knows Buddy doesn't currently have a dad or a father figure at home. But he's genuinely worried about the boy's infatuation with him and becoming a hero or a sidekick at a young age. But his mother doesn't seem to get the hint when Mr Incredible tries to pull away from the kid and keep a civil relationship. She asked him to take Buddy but he said he didn't know if it would be a good idea to take him away from his mother for so long. Which wasn't a full lie, he didn't feel comfortable taking a child that wasn't his on vacation. What if something happens to Buddy? That would be on him.

Helen was told that he had been ok with it and that Buddy won some kinda competition. Both were rather upset that she'd pull such a stunt as they whispered to each other. Buddy oblivious as he enjoyed soda sitting on the blanket. Helen rubbed his shoulders and gave him a kiss on the cheek. There's no going back now but she did love the set up he did for them. And thankfully he didn't go overboard or make it too obvious. She doesn't want some big show made out of her new relationship.

Bob put his hat on Buddy and Helen got him some sunscreen before Bob Tossed a frisbee and sent him chasing.

“...You look beautiful.” Bob said softly though as Buddy ran off.

“Thank you, handsome.” She kissed his cheek as the others were busy setting up.

When Thomas and Scott arrived with their five kids Bob tried to get him to go play with them. He should have figured not as Buddy clung to him excitedly. Lucius couldn't help but joke about it and him ‘Babysitting’. Though that was short lived as he turned his attention to Blazestone. Downburst or Chris not far behind giving him a dirty look that was returned.

Jack sun tanned like the little prince he is as Simon was looking at shells. And Soon Buddy was waddling into the water splashing and calling for Mr Incredible to play. The girls were gonna play some volleyball so Helen let Bob handle Buddy. Bob had an idea, he played with Buddy to attempt to get him to tire out and maybe take a nap so he could actually spend time with Helen and his friends.

This somehow led to an intense game of Throwing boats. Martin in one and Thomas in the other as he and Meta Man were throwing them and three children in each boat across the water at high speeds and fun. Martin and Thomas were to make sure no kids fell out. The kids screamed and squealed with each splash and skid. Before excitedly rowing back to be tossed again. Meta Man was laughing too though he soon had enough. So then Bob carefully but playfully splashed around with Buddy. Stacy excitedly came to play seeing Bob toss and dunk Buddy.

Helen chuckled seeing by that afternoon Bob had only successfully worn out anyone who got involved in the games. Though now was time for lunch so he attempted to set Buddy down as he prepared the fire pit he set up to cook over. Dynaguy or Ryan had an idea as Bob put in the coals. Before Bob could stop him he attempted to make it catch fire with a blast. He realized quickly even though small it sent coals flying. He caught one that would have hit Helen thankfully and blocked another from smacking Buddy. He quickly apologized as Simon caught them on fire with his laser eyes. Phalange or Peter was helping him grill burgers as Buddy watched and asked questions. Bob shows him how to make baked potatoes in a fire pit by stabbing them multiple times and wetting them before wrapping them in tinfoil and dropping them in. Helen was handling sandwiches and chips. Hypershock brought a grill and had kabobs and hot dogs ready as everyone had lunch together. Buddy finally fell asleep tired for a nap against Helen. Helen chuckled and petted him as she sat comfortably on her chair. Bob smiled seeing her relax with him as she chatted with her friends as they digested. Bob was meanwhile dragged away again by his friends to attempt something stupid. Stacy was recording as Everseer sat beside Hypershock and gently leaned on him.

As the sun set they were all setting up the fireworks. You'd be surprised how eager all the men were to show off all the fireworks they brought. Buddy was excited as Helen kept him on her lap as they watched. Bob doing a little trick for the two of them. Lighting a small firecracker and swallowing it. A bright flash illuminated his skeleton from within. Helen chuckled as Buddy cheered before Bob went to go help with something blowing out a cloud of smoke. She and the non fire work crazy crowd paled however hearing a loud “OH SHIT.”

Thomas was the first to run for cover as an explosion of fire and color filled the area. Fironic or Freddie and Jack took to the sky as soon as possible. Bob stood in the center afterwards covered in soot with Universal man blinking in surprise.

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“Y’know what, I'm starting to think if you two could, you would live under my skin.” Ryan chuckled, relaxing in his place.

He was sitting at home late one winter night with his two best friends in the world. He was in one of his classically oversized sweaters his grandma made him. He's one of the shorter male heroes in the NSA. Though she thinks he must be close to Mr Incredible and Hypershock size or something.

“If not meant to be shared, why so big? Hm?” Apogee or April asked with a giggle.

She was snuggled against his chest with a warm mug of tea in her hands. A blue straw though as she almost refuses to ever touch the rim of any cup. Straws all the way, everyday.

“Yeah. Why so big?” Peter asked, chuckling, sending a rumble and contagious laughter to his two smaller partners.

He was the big boy out of the three of them. He and April had Ryan sandwiched between them and stuck inside his sweater. All three smooshed comfortably and warm inside. Peter had his arms around both of them as he and Ryan read this book together while April watched her show on TV.

Ryan must be the luckiest team leader ever to have these two. A bowl of popcorn and pretzels between the three of them on his coffee table. Hot chocolate for him and Peter in their matching mugs and coasters. Peter's voice steady in gentle humming in his ears. A warm blanket and a cozy apartment decorated for the holidays. What can be better than this?

April couldn't agree more, setting down her tea as she nestled into Ryan's chest. She is so glad he is always shaved. She's not a fan of body hair. She liked laying on his bare chest and hearing his heart beat drum rhythmically in his chest. Peter's arms around them brought an extra weight of security.

Little did she know in another life she would be crying. She'd cry and heave as she begged a lifeless corpse to not go. Laying helpless on a still and empty chest. Screaming in agony and desperation as she cursed the night sky.

Peter watched them both as Ryan softly began to read for him. Blissfully unaware in another life he'd never hear Ryan read for him again. Or see how his surviving friend tore herself apart at the seams. How she'd lash out and break down over time with his death. How the NSA would try to replace his daring leader. Or wake up at nights alone in tears recalling the horrific angle of a snapped neck.

They both held him closer, unknowing how lucky they were. That just a few weeks ago they beat the odds of the universe. That just before Dynaguy took off he crossed paths with Mr Incredible. Who managed to stop him in time to unsnag his cape. He's then been upgraded by Edna mode to a red tear away poncho rather than his long cape.

Peter has been thinking of a tear away cloak similar to that of the phantom of the opera. Ryan's pitched maybe even just a shorter one to be like count Dracula. April is just glad they're both getting rid of the capes after two close calls now.

The three of them did find out however about what could have happened. That morning the three roommates got dressed and had breakfast as usual. Peter by making breakfast for his two non morning companions. Ryan got their lunches packed after prepping the night before. April just couldn't cook and was banned from their kitchen. She did make coffee and tea and fill the thermostats in her sleep-addled brain.

The three have a system for everything in their apartment.They teased and chuckled as the wind from their balcony tickled them awake. Phalange and Apogee take off first as Dynaguy's rockets burn to life. Before they could even clock in the Thrilling three were called urgently into NSA Headquarters. You could imagine their shock when they saw a copy of themselves minus 1. Apogee watched as her living reflection locked eyes on Dyna. The way she crumbled and started hyperventilating before running into his chest sobbing, gripping him tightly. Phalange watched frozen in disbelief as did his counterpart in a messier uniform.

Visitors from an alternate universe where Dynaguy died. The thought was a horrifying one but it became a real nightmare soon. At first they tried to be understanding to their alternative selves. But the way they kept grabbing and clinging to their Dynaguy concerned them. Dyna himself was uncomfortable and trying to get a moment to breathe was impossible. Then came the request or ideas of visitation. Wants and desires centered around….him.

It escalated so fast…

Dynaguy was backing away from the copy of his friend. This April looked terrible and he had thought it was his April at first. But when he saw those eye bags and noticed how ungodly quiet Peter was he realized something was wrong. The second they realize they hadn't filled him they quickly cornered him in the apartment. They tried to plead with him to come or let them stay here with him. Apogee even forced a deep kiss as Phalange held him in place as they tried desperately to persuade him. When he cried and denied it all outright something snapped.

He gasped and struggled for air as Phalange held him off the ground. His arm around his neck as Ryan desperately claws and smacks at it as tears weld in his eyes. A burning searing sharp pain bloomed in his side though his scream was cut off. Apogee had stabbed him and tore the knife out ready to kill him. The apartment door was busted up on but he could hear Peter scream in outrage as April lunged at her cursed counterpart. They tried to lock them away and send them off back to their world in their place. Hypershock slammed the fake Phalange head into the wall to release Ryan. Peter, the real one, grabbed him and held him up as he coughed and gasped for air. Elastagirl and Plasmablast took down the psychotic Apogee before April hurried over and joined her team in a massive hug.

Dynaguy was put on temporary leave with the thrilling three. Ryan held his April and his Peter close after they all decided to get Chinese after the trip to the hospital. Peter held him close burying his nose into his neck. April wouldn't stop petting and kissing his head, thankful he was still there with them.

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Hey quick question would y'all like a Phlyange/Dynaguy/Apogee story?

And any requests for it specifically like should this just be a story from the beginning of the thrilling three? Should it follow them after the ban on supers and how they adjusted? Should Dynaguy die or shall we follow my au where he lives? Or would y'all like a separate thing of one shots purely for them?

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Bob's eyes forcibly tore themselves open as a buzz lit up his entire spine. Something was a miss nearby. It's dark and eerily quiet and he can see on his alarm clock it's 1 in the morning. He slowly got out of bed still dizzy with sleep as he slowly made his way to the door. The Hall was quiet and still as he looked both ways looking for the slightest sound or movement. The feeling in his spine buzzed again, stronger. It's nearby, whatever it is it's near the living room.

He slowly made his way over in the dark of his home. He was familiar with the environment and whoever had come in he was more than confident he could-

Oh Buddy was awake. The boy was gripping his blanket and pillow in each hand and looked up at him in the dark with big eyes. What was the child doing up this late? Didn't seem to be a nightmare? Eh…. he's a bit peckish too. He scooped up the boy and went to the kitchen. Turning on the light only to flinch and quickly dim them down. He sat Buddy on the table as he scratched his chest. He lazily put a pot on the stove and poured a carton of milk into it.

“Are you hungry…?” He managed to ask groggy as he grabbed the leftover spaghetti.

“A bit..” Buddy said softly.

Bob only nodded as he tossed in some cheese to add to the leftovers and a sprinkle of water before microwaving it. He struggled not to fall back asleep waiting for it to heat up. He forgot about the pot on the stove for a moment before pouring the milk into two mugs.

“Chocolate or strawberry…?” Bob asked, looking for the syrup on the fridge.

“Strawberry…” Buddy said a bit excited as Bones retrieved it.

He poured strawberry and chocolate into the separate mugs. Bob musing how he's just like Helen with her milk. He gave him the milk sure to blow on it in case before getting the spaghetti…

He ate a bowl himself as the two enjoyed a late night snack and treat. Buddy asking him questions and giggling about lol jokes Bob told him. When they finished up Bob stretched, popping his back with a yawn. Buddy tried to copy but nothing happened. Bob chuckled as he put the dishes in the sink as Buddy giggled.

He scooped up once more Bob getting his blanket before taking him to bed. Helen hummed without taking off her eye mask as she stretched a bit.

“Bob..? What are you doing..?” She asked, feeling his weight shift the whole bed.

“The kid couldn't sleep..” Bob said softly, laying them down.

Helen cooed and softly replied ‘poor baby' before wrapping her arms around him and pulled him close. Bob pulled the blanket back over them all as he laid down. An arm around them both with a gentle kiss goodnight. Buddy curled up warm and safe under warm blankets and with two heroes none the less.

Bob hit the alarm on his side of the bed the second his spine buzzed. The one on Helen’s side however got a chance to ring five times. Finally she stretched one arm to turn it off not wanting to be up just yet. Bob was awake rubbing his face with a yawn as Buddy crawled out of the bed beside him. Bob let him run off as he stood slowly up and started to stretch.

His stomach- though not intensely as usual, had a dull ache. Right right he's gotta go get some food. He grumbled holding his stomach a bit as he moved to the kitchen. He started by muscle memory at this point grabbed one of the many egg cartons and cheese in the fridge. He grabbed some bread and made French toast and a mountain of scrambled cheesy eggs. He gave his girlfriend French toast with one of those smoothies she liked with a fruit cup. She had cartoons turned on as well as she poured Buddy some cereal and as Bob fixed him a small plate of eggs and a piece of toast too.

The three were having breakfast quietly as cartoons played in the background.

“...Buddy what are you doing here?” Bob asked, suddenly sitting up with clarity hitting him like a truck.

Helen stopped mid chew in her own realization as she turned to the boy in question. Buddy smiled cheeky in his spot at the table. Needless to say Helen called Buddy's mom immediately as Bob rubbed his temples. Buddy lost his grin as he gingerly asked if he was in trouble.

“I don't know Buddy…. Alright. Just finish breakfast and get ready… you got clothes with you?” Bob asked before seeing the back pack on the couch.

Hellen was struggling to get in touch with Buddy's mother as she paced. Bob made his way over to the packed bags Buddy must have come with before finding a note in familiar penmanship. He came to Helen quickly with it and she changed tactics…

Buddy's mom had fled and Dicker was giving the run down. She compromised their current location by getting into restricted information. Buddy now also knew they're secret identifies which was a risk itself and-

“You….you can't be thinking about wiping a boy's memory.” Bob interjected worriedly as Buddy wasn't out of view.

“Bob… it's procedure…we'll make sure he's -” Dicker was interrupted this time by Helen.

“But he's too young. What if that permanently affects him?!” She didn't like that either and she could see Bob was tense.

However… The only alternative was rather drastic. Buddy Pines became Buddy Pines Parr, adopted son of Robert Parr and his girlfriend Helen Jackson. Buddy was more than ecstatic to share a last name and his own room with his hero. Elastagirl was pretty cool too and it was awesome to have her as well. He does wonder where his mom is but Mr I said it'll be ok.

Bonus

Bob woke up again one night in late hours. He checked the clock as Helen just returned hours ago around midnight. Now it was currently 3 in the morning, all his kids were in bed.

All but one that was coming in with a spare key and a sniffle he could hear a mile away. Bob saw his oldest son in the doorway and simply opened his arms. He hugged him tight and tired as he cried. Yes he moved out some weeks ago and was a well accomplished young man….

But Bob couldn't help but enjoy making a warm cup of strawberry milk and letting him talk to him in the dark with ice cream. He brought his son to bed in one arm like when he was still young. Helen didn't mind one bit either recognizing the sound of her baby in her sleep. Buddy curled up like he had when he was young as he cried softly as he was gently held by his mom and dad..

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Downburst had always wanted a more flashy superpower. To be something more than a glorified bandaid on legs. To be recognized, to be needed more than just behind the scenes. He wanted to feel more like Mr Incredible. It is strange to want to be your best friend's boyfriend. But when Helen told him in secret once he couldn't help feeling a bit jealous. Of course the golden boy of the NSA wouldn't have trouble getting the girl he wanted. If he could be as big and bold as Mr I he bet he could even just talk to Blazeston. It was worse knowing he was best friends with Frozone.

He would have thought having Mr Incredibles power would have been a blessing after an attack during a NSA meeting. All their powers were swapped seemingly at random.

He couldn't help crying as he took another bite at food. His body aches and his stomach burns. And yet it was a massive improvement from earlier. Bob put down another plate of pasta as Ryan rushed over with some pudding. Helen was behind him trying to ease the ache in his now expanding muscles. Apparently his luck hasn't changed along with his power. Bob's appetite was what fueled not only the super strength and let it grow as the muscles in his body doubled. But also not just support the body in functioning normally but to hold up an incredibly dense skeleton as well.

“This sucks ….” Downburst whined pitifully as the pain only started to go down after two hours of eating.

“How come this was never brought up?! Bob, your stomach is like a ticking time bomb?!” Lucious was pretty pissed off only now learning about this.

“Cause I was never put into this situation. Sure my stomach hurts on occasion when I need more food and what not but since I've dealt with this since birth it was always mostly well maintained.” Bob explained hurriedly cooking up some more eggs as Stacy was pulling muffins from the oven.

“How come this was never disclosed as a weakness?” Apogee asked, feeling rather off put.

She always thought her weakness was bad. But if Bob can't keep up with his body's demand for food his stomach almost automatically tries to eat itself. Which as she learned was not only possible but will lead to certain organ failure and death. Bob could die a horrible death if he wasn't fed.

“Well when you can technically eat a wall they don't consider it a weakness when you can theoretically eat anything and everything.” Bob explained with a grimace.

In his early years of training he remembers having to endure having to eat various objects and materials. He's been told countless reasons why they put him through that. But he feels like it was less to train him for dire situations and more of they wanted to see what he could. He was always able to digest and eat it all just fine but it wasn't a pleasant experience at all. It also didn't always deliver the best nutrition either.

“....Helen? Are you still there?” Kelly asked from their spot.

She was in a bucket as if all the bones in her body had evaporated. After she realized she could stretch like her close friend she quickly also realized she didn't know how to exactly regain structure. So currently for safety she is now in a bucket.

“HELP! I DID THE THING AGAIN?!” Hypershock was currently knee deep in the floor.

He got Universal man's powers and on and off he keeps changing his density. Meta Man on reflex tried to pull him up letting out a grunt then a super sonic yelp that sent everyone to their knees.

Everseer or Noah was poking and touching everything he possibly could blindfolded. Jack was in the pool with Simon to avoid catching anything on fire. Splashdown or Chris and Thomas were both rather unaffected. Chris found it rather easy to control Dynaguy's ray. Thomas had Stormicides power and vice versa. Macroburst had Frozones ice power and Stacy had Hypershock’s! Fironic had Macroburst powers and Helen had splashdown ability.

Psychwave was holding her hands staring at the ceiling in contemplation. She had Everseers powers and it was a lot. Vectress and Tradewind had also switched. Ryan had April's power and April had plasmabolts. Plasma had psychwave’s mind control powers…

“Wait. Who's power did you get?” Peter asked Bob having discovered he had Straogal’s flight.

Bob smiled much to Downburst dismay morphing a whisk in his hand.

“I got Downburst’s power! Pretty nifty huh? I gotta say this was pretty handy!” Bob smiled as he cooked as Downburst wanted to die.

Of course Bob could make his power cool and useful….

Bob could make his power useful and cool? He watched as Bob was humming along and cooking. Quickly morphing tools he's seen sometimes in infomercials. Some were simple and others a bit more complex.

“How are you doing that..?” He asked to see Bob make a juicer out of the trash.

Bob then went on to explain he grew up in a scrap yard and was trained to dismantle. After a while you get a basic idea of how some machines work and how they're put together. He gave him some juice as he showed him and explained how he learned as he dismantled the new juicer. He even made a note for him in a note book for things to consider later…

Why is it so hard to hate someone like Bob?

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“What animal would you pick in a zombie apocalypse?” Psychwave asked to read off the card.

An improvised game for game night together with the rest of the heroes. You answer a random question and whoever gets the most votes wins that round. And after five rounds whoever had the most votes overall wins the game. Elastagirl, Gamma Jack, Frozone, Universal, and Gaze beam were on board. The rest were responsible for judging and questioning and if they can get one of them to drop their answer they forfeit the round.

“Camel.” Jack said quickly as if it was a race to give his answer.

“Camel?!” Simone choked, completely forgetting his own answer.

Hypershock was laughing tipsy as Gamma desperately tried to defend his answer. Camel was not only resource conscious and can go days without water but ate like grass and shit!!! Not to mention they don't have weather conditions they can't survive in and swim!! Can move heavy shit and he can ride then!!

“They move at 3mph?! Where are you going!?” Universal man argued holding back laughter.

“Why not just get a horse?” Dynaguy asked, chuckling as well.

“The horse can't swim!!” Gamma Jack protested offended on his choices behalf.

“You can fly you dumb dick!!!” Frozone exclaimed as he laughed uncontrollably.

Psychwave turned her attention to Elastagirl with a raised brow. Everseer was already gagging at something and she had an idea what. Before she said her answer Uni burst in with his proposition a Bear. A Russian bear to be exact too..

“What are you feeding the bear?!” Stormicide asked in complete disbelief.

Universal looked genuinely dumbfounded. Like he was asked what 2+2 was.

“Zombies obviously?!” He argued before the whole room jumped.

He can not feed the bear the zombies otherwise they may get the virus. But Universal was insistent that wouldn't be the case at all.

“I hope it's not because I chose Mr I.” Elastagirl said, holding the white board they've used to show their answers.

“I'm not eating a corpse.” Mr Incredible declared holding his side kick in training.

Increda-Boy was laughing maniacally at the idea. Mom having Dad chomp the zombies back in retaliation. It would be so cool but Everseer was not as intrigued by the idea of anyone chowing down on rotten flesh.

“I mean British people used to eat Egyptian mummies and it was considered a delicacy!” Straogal giggled as she joined Elastagirl’s side.

“I mean you even mention surviving arsenic poisoning after eating literal cigars and no side effects? You probably would survive the zombie virus!” Macroburst added egging on the idea.

“Please stop talking about cannibalizing undead people.” Everseer begged uneasy shuttering.

“I feel like we should be asking why Gazerbeam chose a cat.” Plasmabolt said changing the topic of debate.

“The fuck is the cat gonna do!? I'm fighting for my camel to be valid and you chose a fucking a cat?!” Gamma asked as he started laughing hysterically.

“I don't need my animal to be of any use to me.” Gazerbeam said calmly quite happy with his answer.

“YES YOU DO ITS AN APOCALYPSE?!” Gamma and Universal argued in unison.

“I can't understand dogs though, isn't the mutt gonna be too loud?” Downburst was a bit snarky at Frozone’s answer.

“What are you talking about? Dogs have so many uses in end of the world scenarios!” Frozone argued in disbelief.

“Like emergency food.” Blazestone grinned mischievous grin and giggled.

Thunderhead gets her first tossing a pillow at her with a laugh. Blazestone was maniacally dying anyway as her boyfriend tickled her in vengeance. Leave the dogs out of this!

Fironic cleared his throat as he called everyone to vote for the best answer.

“WHY?!” Mr Incredible was not exactly pleased to see he won as the best option.

His girlfriend was laughing, losing her mind that she won that round. Gamma was losing his shit that his camel lost. Phlyange was laughing as he put a hand on his shoulder.

“Don't worry man will give you all the mayonnaise you need to protect humanity from your undead buffet.” He snickered as he patted his shoulder.

“That's gonna be some diabolical shit is all I can tell you.” Apogee said in glee watching Everseer gasping between gags of air.