“Puddin’ can you not have your laughing gas on the table,” Harleen says, as you glance at your father, Jack,

“Got it, got it.” he says as he groans. It had been a hectic morning, you were simply trying to get to school like any normal teenager would. But being the child of two supervillains, you often find yourself caught in the middle of their chaos.

Your mother was frantically trying to make breakfast, but everything was a mess. Meanwhile, your father was working on his latest scheme, following your mother's instructions to the letter. As he passes by, he plants a gentle kiss on her cheek, a small sign of affection amidst the chaos of their villainous lives.