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I'm so Bored.

Something MHA. I don't even know. Sorry. My MC is a boring piece of shit. Who is extremely lazy. Love you no matter what.

TheNamesJohnWalker · อะนิเมะ&มังงะ
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I'm, Alive???(Bored 1)

Okay, so I didn't expect this at all, but I awoke, and it was my new reality. So, the first thing I noticed was my mother using superpowers to cook fucking food. Heat vision came out of her eyes and my father came into the room through some flight. He landed on the balcony and called out, "Honey I'm home."

Where the fuck am I, I wonder as I am watching this insane madness on the couch. "Look, little Charles is watching you," Mom said as she looked lovingly into the eyes of the man who walked in. Who is probably my new dad.

He wore a red cape, a mostly white shirt with flames on his chest that reached out to his shoulders. The outside flames are orange, the inside is red, black underwear around his red pants that turn white with the red also being flames. [Image Here]

I looked at him and he looked at me. Then, he picked me up and without meaning to I started to fly. My body started to fly with only a little will for something to happen. Not knowing what would happen, just wanting something to happen and I flew.

Mom looked over in her apron while cooking something. I think chili was on the stove. I couldn't really tell from here, but I could see some ground beef and beans in the pan, so I assumed that chili was being made.

But Dad, seeing me fly became extremely happy at me flying in his arms. The joy was contagious, and I started to giggle and laugh as I tried to fly off, but he kept me in his arms. Trying to free myself I slowly unlatched each of his fingers from his. In shock he grinned even further and started to laugh. Mom continued to glance as to make sure Dad was being gentle enough.

She continued to cook the food that wasn't for me yet. I was either going to eat some baby formula from a bottle or going to be placed in a baby stool and fed baby food from a spoon. The ladder wasn't that bad. Dad gently placed in a baby stool before a wooden table for four. Mom sat next to each other, and Dad started to wait for her to finish and watched the process with a fatherly smile on his face. As if watching me eat was the best thing that had happened to him all day.

Mom looked at him and he had a surprised look on his face and left to change out of his costume. I was left in my chair being fed baby food. I enjoyed the flavor of mushy carrots, banana, and strawberry. It was an interesting mix of fruits and veggies but tasted fine.

Later, after Dad got changed into casual dress he sat down with Mom, and they started to eat. I tried to keep my eyes open, but my head gently hit the mini table that was attached to the baby chair that I was sitting in. Dad got up said, "I got it Laura." He picked me up and put me in a crib, then put a blanket over me, oh so gently. After making sure I looked comfy, he left the room to do something. Probably eat more.

I woke up to the sun gently crawled up my body till it reached my face. I moved the blanket that was carefully placed upon me to the side. I started to fly out of my crib, and I looked at the automatic clock that told me that it is 5 AM. Not wanting to wake my parents I started to fly around the house.

I flew around granite island. Then into the dining room, then the kitchen and started to play with a few knives that were in a block of wood. Then more were on the wall held by magnets. I took one from the block and another from the wall. Then I flew around and pretended to be a superhero, samurai person, making stupid noises and swung them while flying around where I found them.

After a few minutes of swinging them around one of them slipped out of my hands and the blade started to swing toward my arm. The blade bounced off my trapezius.

It clattered to the floor with a clang. Mom and dad woke up and started to get out of bed and I heard the door slowly open with a creak. I flew as fast as I could back into my crib leaving a little shockwave of air as I left the knives on the floor.

I went back to sleep as soon as I could ignoring how much trouble I could have gotten into if I was caught. Little did I know Mom knew.

This is the first chapter of this fic. Tell me if you like it or not. Also subscribe to my YouTube channel. There's nothing on it, so no pressure to subscribe there. I just find it funny if people subscribe there. https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCsWbHp5YPZDnKRq7qAT8fkg