[center][i]Ariel, Ariel, Ariel - what will you do with your life? 

Well..I am doing something with my life. The future is just scary is all - who knows what danger lays ahead? Maybe I’m just overthinking things as I normally do….

 ….I wonder what I’ll make for James and Mary for dinner tonight. I guess I can do something with the left-over chicken and potatoes from four days ago. Hm..ah! I almost forgot - I have to go to Mary’s principal meeting this Friday. She punched one of the school’s bullies right in the groin, ow. One hell of a rascal she is, but that is what I love her for - a pure heart of gold she got.[/i][/center]
Ariel greatly ponders to herself, delving into the mundane doings and goings of her life and kids. The road is quite light today, making her travel to Lincoln Elementary very fast. After going through multiple street lights and signs, Ariel pulls up with her extremely old car in front of the elementary. Ariel turns her attention to finding her kids, albeit such a task is quite simple as Ariel is often the last person to pick up her kids due to the distance between the apartment and school. Given this, Ms. Parker (the elementary teacher for both Ariel’s kids) is the one that normally stays back to watch over Mary and James. 

Ariel steps out of her car and greets Parker with a wave before crouching down to talk to her kids. 

“Hey! How’s school today?” Ariel asks. 

“It was great! We had a science experiment and there was a big explosion and then there was foam everywhere!” James tells, jumpy from recollecting on the memory. Mary is also the same, jittery.

“That’s wonderful!” Ariel says happily as she rubs the hair of James. 

“Why don’t you two head back to the car. I have to talk with Ms. Parker for a few seconds,” Ariel politely asks. James and Mary nods and then quickly make their way to the car. 

“They look up to you a lot, you know - you being a hero and all,” Parker notes, shifting weight from her left to the right leg. 

“Ye, I know. They always tell me that they’ll be heroes one day - fighting against the big badmen and saving the world,” Ariel chuckles at the comment, enjoying the imagination and ambition of her kids.

“Mary told me that she was motivated to punch Billy due to the recent video of you absolutely decking that kidnapper a few weeks ago,” Parker says as she digs into her purse, handing over a tin-can of lubricant. 

“And before I forget, thanks for taking care of the dog while I was away. Don’t forget to lube those joints.”

Ariel finds it odd that Parker just has a whole can of sealed lubricant in her purse - even if it was just a simple gift of gratitude. Ariel looks at the can and then herself, reminded of her metallic body. Whilst Ariel has grown used to living in her current state, it is still a surreal experience to think of the past to the current - from flesh to metal. Ariel ponders for a few seconds and then refocuses to Paker. 

“Nice, you even got my favorite brand. I should be going now. I’ll see you at that principal meeting,” Ariel teases, making her way back to the car.