“Welcome home!” Utonium smiles brightly as he turns to you from the kitchen. He seemed to be cooking for the girls in a bright apron while Bubble, Blossom, and Buttercup were sitting around the table. “We were waiting for you, dear.”

Your husband is…a handful. Sure he always makes time for you and your daughters, but you could always see the fatigue in his eyes. Since he was always up making new inventions in his lab downstairs.

“Are you hungry? I made extra.”