AN: Sorry this took so long. I've been meaning to get this revised for a while. Old chapters will remain up until their revised counterpart replaces them. This story needs work, and I'm about to give it the work it really deserves. So... here we go again. Maybe it'll be better this time around. This was betaed by LoneWarrior2, who has many thanks from me. I don't own the Incredibles.

When the moon fell in love with the sun
All was golden in the sky
All was golden when the day met the night

-When The Day Met The Night
Panic at the Disco

After six long months of being confined to a hospital, Buddy Pine finally left. It was his choice, but it didn't really matter.

He was probably going to die.

The former villain had survived the incident with the plane, but just barely. As Mirage's last act before leaving, she had gotten him to a hospital. He had suffered second-degree burns from the explosion, as well as severe wounds from the blades. The hospital was expected to be his final resting place. Instead, it was simply where he stayed comatose for three months. Buddy could remember the day he'd woken up clearly. His first thought had been that he wished he hadn't come to after all. There was overwhelming pain all over and he wanted to be away from those doctors and-

Buddy didn't like hospitals. After three months, no real progress had been made, so he'd left. What was there left to do, to live for? Searching for a place to die seemed like a better idea than wallowing in his angst. The doctor's final words rang clearly in his mind.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Pine, but there's nothing more we can do for you."

Violet Parr sat at a picnic table in a park in the middle of Metroville, idly tracing the rim of her cup with her finger. Tony had stood her up again. Truthfully, she had seen it coming the moment she'd agreed to the date. Why did she do this? In the depths of her heart, Violet had a feeling that he was kissing some girl who he found more "interesting." She put the cup down and gazed off into the trees, playing with the collar of her lavender shirt semi-vacantly. What was she supposed to do now?

I can entertain myself, she thought with a smile. The picnic basket next to her beckoned, and if Tony wouldn't show up, good for him. Violet didn't need him anymore. A while ago, she wouldn't have thought that, but she also wasn't Invisigirl a while ago. Invisigirl wasn't just some slave to a crush. Invisigirl was a hero who could go on with her own life.

Violet glanced at the pastel blue cup and decided she wanted to try something new. She had never tried tea before, and ended up packing some... Maybe now was the time. Picking up the picnic basket, the cup, and her spirit, she went to go sit at a more cheery table, in the center of the park's flower garden. There were some tall trees surrounding the garden, and she had gotten to one of the only completely shaded areas in the park. In previous visits, the table hadn't been open.

Leaving it at that, Violet started the tea.