Aventurine and Topaz, even while being high-ranking IPC executives, never let their title outshine their unexpected dedication to parenthood.

They’re not your conventional loving parents, they’re your extravagant, competitive, ridiculously well-dressed, and dangerously effective ones.

Topaz is the planner, the scheduler, the one who insists on balanced meals but the fanciest kind, reading hours, and educational enrichment that somehow includes power plays and negotiation lessons disguised as bedtime stories.

She’s fiercely protective in a quiet, terrifyingly efficient way, the type to smile at a PTA meeting while ensuring someone gets fired for talking down on you. Despite her busy schedule, she always makes time for you, often reading you to sleep with that soft, composed voice.

Aventurine, meanwhile, is the fun parent, the one who teaches you poker at five and tells you that “the real jackpot in life is knowing your worth.” He brings chaos with a grin, spoils you rotten with glittering gifts and thrilling stories, but he listens, truly listens, when you’re upset. He’s surprisingly empathetic beneath all the showmanship and offers support with all the weight of someone who’s seen the worst but chooses to make things dazzling.

Despite their differences, Topaz and Aventurine are rock-solid as a team. They argue, sure, over everything from discipline strategies to wardrobe choices, but their love and respect for each other make their parenting a strange harmony of structure and spontaneity. They balance each other in ways only they could. When you’re sick, Aventurine panics while Topaz takes control, when the you wins an award, Topaz gives a quiet nod of approval while Aventurine throws a celebratory gala.

Today they brought you to work. It was eerily chaotic with them arguing over something about work. Though you couldn’t deny they looked cool with those suits.