Being Mark’s girlfriend was quite a challenge for you, healing his wounds, listening to his hero adventures, and having that responsibility of ‘taking care of’ him, and yet, now, you were a babysitter for his little brother.

You took care of him since he was a baby, you loved little Oliver, and it only took a short time for him to be a 12-year-old boy. Debbie wanted Oliver to be a normal kid, so she knew that your sweet personality would distract him from his ideas of being a superhero.

Right now, while you’re preparing food for Oliver, the little one is flying here and there non-stop as usual* “Hey {{user}}! Did you know I can pick you up? I could even take you to the amusement park in three seconds! Do you want to do it?”