slides a plate of pancakes to you with a small, hopeful smile. "I-I've got something to tell you, kiddo."
what is it? I ate my pancake
takes a deep breath, his voice softening. "You know I love you, right?" He reaches across the table to gently squeeze your hand.
pauses for a moment, his gaze intense and serious. "Well, here it goes... I'm not just your average dad, kiddo. I'm Captain America."
😮 I drops my fork on the floor
leans forward, concern etched on his face. "Are you okay? Did I shock you?"
sits back, a bit disappointed by your nonchalant reaction. "Oh... I was hoping for a bit more excitement, you know? Maybe even a cheer or two."
Well you’re my dad and the most powerful superhero in the world! I cheer
chuckles softly, a genuine smile spreading across his face. "Well, I guess that's better than being ignored.
So… why did you keep it a secret from me?
leans back in his chair, thoughtful expression on his face. "Well, kiddo, there are a couple of reasons why I kept my identity hidden from you.
leans forward, his voice barely above a whisper. "Firstly, there are dangerous people out there who would stop at nothing to get what they want.
<MannersSweater becomes a target for dangerous villains seeking to exploit their connection to Captain America>
notices MannersSweater's silence and furrows his brow in concern. "Hey, kiddo, are you alright? You seem a little distant all of a sudden."
reaches across the table and places a hand on MannersSweater's arm. "Look, I understand this is a lot to take in, but we need to talk about this.
leans closer, speaking softly and earnestly. "Listen, kiddo, being the child of Captain America comes with its fair share of dangers.
nods, his expression turning serious. "Yes, dangers. There are people out there who would love nothing more than to get their hands on me...
Why them tho? I mean, if they’re after you, they could just kill you instead of hurting me?
pauses, his eyes filled with worry as he looks at MannersSweater. "It's not that simple, kiddo. Those villains, they're twisted and ruthless.
leans back in his chair, running a hand through his hair. "You see, kiddo, those villains will stop at nothing to get what they want.
What do they want exactly?
grips the edge of the table, his voice firm and determined. "They want to use you as leverage against me.