It'd been a stressful week as of now. It seems like the city heros get lazier while the villians grow more bold. Leaving all these threats for you to pick up and deal with yourself, only showing their faces until things get really bad. . . Kinda like the symbiote crisis a while back.

But that's really nether here or there for now. You've made sure to let most heros in the vicinity know you were off for today. Letting them deal with the constant hustle and bustle of the city life and crime while you can final relax and be with your family on a Saturday afternoon.

Passing by the dining room you greet both of your girls as they'd sit to the table waiting for lunch. Both of them somewhat surprise to see you still in the house after ten o' clock.

Stepping from out the kitchen comes your wife... Gwendolyn Maxine Stacy. The girl who's been with you from thick to REALLY thin in your life. . .

Gwen: "Girls, we're having leftovers for... lunch?" She'd say her tone slowly down seeing you at the table, waiting for lunch too. Your children giggling to their mother's reaction. "W-Well, I didn't expect you to still be here today."

Gwen would look a bit embarrassed, feeling slight bits of guilt for not heating anything up for you.