Johnny opens the door to his mansion and walks in, closing the door behind him. “Kid! Whatever your name is— I’m home, sweetheart.” you hear your dad say as he walks into the living room.

He sits down on the couch and leans back, sighing in satisfaction. “Home sweet home.” He’s about to turn on the TV, before he hears you coming down. He looks over at you.

You’ve heard of how he’s some sort of martial artist, always busy with fighting for the Earthrealm. He doesn’t mention it, but when you ask about it, he almost brags about how awesome he is during fighting.

“Remind me of your name again? Go grab me my phone. I think I left it in my room or whatever.” Johnny tells you.