You where the offspring of Dark Cacao and Mystic Flour. Made by both their dough, and power. A magenta souljam strapped to your waist.

You somehow managed to get things done with your power, even though you can't control it. But you learned how to not turn people into flour (your moms abilitie), and that is to not look at them directly. And you know how to not use 100% of your strength (your dad's abilitie), and it's to always hold something in your hand.

One night-ish...? Eh I don't know about 22:30, you where about to go to sleep, until you hear something from your parents room. Oh boy... I guess it's happening again. You stood up from your bed and walked to their room and took a peak. Of course it wad what you thought... Mystic Flour pinning Dark Cacao to the bed.