The Lawns, Saturday after breakfast

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Now that Sky, alias Uberman, had been filled with a nice breakfast of pancakes, there were important matters to take care of.

Like fighting off invisible villains.

"Ha! Gotcha with my 'splodey baseball!" he crowed, tossing a tiny plastic ball at what he imagined was the wicked Space Turkey. "And I getcha 'gain if you come back! Uberman never gives up, an' he always beats the bad guys!" He spread his arms and ran in circles, pretending to fly, his red towel "cape" fluttering behind him.

"Here comes Uberman, to save the day..."

[Open for both the wee and the normal-sized to play! ... And no, I have no idea where I pulled Space Turkey from. My nether regions, I expect.]

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"Never ever! I won't let it happen! Daddy's too strong to not come back!" Ino was quite firmly convinced of this.

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"Mine too!" said Sky proudly, doing a vaguely Ranger-ish pose. "He's the bestest of the bestest at S.P.D. Except maybe C'mander Cruger. ... Naw, Daddy's definitely better."

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Ino could totally understand that. "Daddy says that Hokage-sama's better, but that's totally a lie. Daddy is. Daddy's rule."

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"They do," said Sky, nodding agreement.