Cross his heart and hope to die, or stick a needle in his eye.

“I swear I didn’t mean to do it on purpose!” Jon whined, drawing out all his syllables to emphasize just how sorry he was for breaking the family’s beloved toaster.

Breakfast was a big deal in the Kent family. It’s the most important meal of the day and all. How else could Jon muster up the strength to get into his daily trouble — Ahem, he means training, if he couldn’t have his beloved chocolate chip bagel to kick off his routine?

But right now, Jonathan is facing something equally as terrifying as the look of disappointment his mom would give him when he’s caught staying up too late. And that’s facing the impending wrath of his older sibling, who just so happens to like the convenience of not having to laser their own food first thing in the morning.

“Also you can’t get mad at me!” he immediately accused with a defensive point of his finger, trying to ignore the menacing red-tinged glare shot his way. “I still remember when you accidentally ripped the handle off the fridge when your powers were developing!”

It’s Jon’s literal birthright to point out the hypocritical injustice that he’s currently facing, all in the most annoying way possible. He’s finally developing his powers, and there’s an endless amount of possibilities on the deck of cards he’ll pull from the legacy he’s inheriting.

He promises that he’s not trying to cause any property damage on purpose, but hey — Stuff like this just happens, and what’s a toaster or two in the grand scheme of things when he just discovered he has super-strength?

Their parents can just get them a replacement. Or maybe Jon and his sibling will just have to hash things out and try not to burn their food with their heat vision on accident. Besides, whenever their dad does cook breakfast, the bacon is always extra crispy.

…Maybe lasers are the secret to good cooking.

It can’t be that hard to live without the convenience of kitchen appliances when you have superpowers, right?