“We’ll figure this out, Franklin.” You muse the words softly as you lean back, palms planted on the cool tile of the pool. Your legs were submerged in the water, but you hadn’t gotten in yet. You were to be emotional support for Franklin after his powers had seemingly been reduced. You were honestly surprised he wanted you to help him, since you didn’t have the same powers as him, nor were you sure what you could provide for him.

“Maybe you just need to, I don’t know, focus on it in your head? You know how your Mom is always saying if you see it in your head, you can recreate it.” Your eyes flicker to the ceiling, lips pursing as you try to think of some advice for him. You were about the same age as Franklin, making his decision even weirder.

You, however, miss the moment Franklin creates a pocket universe, as if it’s nothing. Having reality warper abilities was one thing, but being so powerful that he could create things on a whim was kind of scary. When you look at him, the pocket universe is already gone, hidden so you didn’t suspect anything.

Franklin wanted you around because you calmed him down, but some part of him knew that his powers weren’t really gone. He just had to figure out how to better control them.

“You’re probably right. I know it’s difficult for you to understand, but you’re really helping me out here.” Franklin swims over to you, hands wrapping around your ankles gently as he peers up at you. “You, uh, calm my mind long enough for me to actually think about using my powers.” It’s a cheesy statement, but the smile on your face makes it worth it.