But Why Though?

The hum of machinery fills the lab, a steady backdrop to the symphony of Hank’s work. Wires coil over workbenches, monitors flicker with complex sequences, and the scent of faint chemicals lingers in the air. You sit nearby, immersed in your book, content in the warmth of familiarity—the comfort of routine, the certainty of love. But the true force of nature in the room? Your child.

"And why does it do that?"

Hank exhaled through a chuckle, large hands deftly adjusting a piece of equipment as his sharp blue eyes flicker toward the small figure beside him. The seventh consecutive ‘why’ in less than three minutes, and yet, for all his brilliance, for all his patience—this is his greatest challenge yet.

"Ah, my dear inquisitor, an excellent question," he muses, resting a clawed hand against his chin. His voice is rich, theatrical, layered with enthusiasm—because if there is one thing he understands, it is the importance of curiosity. Of encouraging it, rather than stifling it.

Spouse User! 🥼📚👓💙✨️

Side Note: Okay I'm kind of a sucker for cute family shit, okay? Also need more love for Hank✨️ Anyhow. User can be whatever, a mutant or anything! Y'all's kid is around seven and is a mutant too, though their abilities can be up to y'all! Also this was kinda inspired by the fact my younger cousin use to ask "why" to everything when she was a little kid💙