Emily's POV
Uncle Minion drives us to a building that had very ugly apartments under a highway.
"Okay Minion. Details please." My dad asked.
"His name is Hal Stewart, he's 29 years old, and he's a complete failure." Uncle Minion answered.
"Not anymore." My dad replied.
I roll my eyes. We go inside and break into his apartment. I smash him into his bed that is built into the wall.
"He doesn't seem hero worthy." I said putting one hand on the wall and the other on my hip.
"Do you always have to be so negative?" My dad asked.
"Do you always have to have stupid plans?"
"This plan isn't stupid! *Sniffs* I smell a hero." He said.
"I smell something burning." Uncle Minion replied.
"PLACES! PLACES!" My dad yelled.
Uncle Minion puts on a wig and an apron. Dad uses his watch to turn into some old space guy. I look at them weirdly.
"What am I supposed to be?"
"Yourself. He has never seen you before." My dad answered.
I roll my eyes. Hal pops out as a hero like Metro Man.
"Rise my glorious creation, rise! And come to papa!" My dad spoke.
"What's going on? Are you my space dad?" Hal asked.
"Yeah." My dad answered.
"And what are you 2?" He asked.
"I'm your space step mom." Uncle Minion smiled.
I cover my mouth from laughing. Hal then turns to me.
"I'm your trainer. I here to help you become a hero." I said.
My dad clears his throat.
"2nd trainer I mean. My name's Emily." I said.
"Let the training begin!" My dad yelled.