we are ready for a street fight — p

YOUR HEART HAS BROUGHT YOU TO THIS LAND —
The Scot sighed thankfully as Ghost kept flipping through the channels. He had flipped the eggs, watching it fall onto the pan when the Mancunian made that stupid comment. Well, when were Ghost’s comments ever anything other than stupid? Nevermind, that was a stupid question. He glared at the younger superhero with icy eyes. “Of course I don’t. Too much media attention is never good!” The elemental controlling hero growled. The media portrayed them poorly sometimes.

The media also mentioned Soap’s father, though not as often as even Roach was mentioned. Poor old man. He heard the Incredibles and says nothing, putting the eggs and toast on plates. He was walking to the coffee table, and turned his head to reply to his so called friend. Ah, more on their dates later! “Oh, Thanks! At least I can cook a break—“ He was in the middle of sassing Ghost when, as his left eye was facing the TV, he recoiled and dropped the plates. White and black flashes played on the screen, interrupting the movie. Soap puts his hand in front of his eyes, growling, “Agh! Fuck!” His eyes were shut tightly.
—WHERE YOUR LOVE IS STRONG AND BOLDER