"See?" Kirk says softly. "Still beating."
"You mean to tell me that you saw a weird object fall out of the sky, and your first thought was 'Hey, I'm gonna go right ahead and touch that' ?!" Keahi yells, flailing an arm at her children.
"First of all, it wasn't just any weird object, it was a really pretty rock-" Ohio begins, before receiving a sharp elbow to their side.
"And SECOND of all, I think we all know that Ohio has the impulsivity management skills of a toddler when it comes to pretty rocks." Angelo finishes smoothly, smirking at his sibling's enraged reaction to being elbowed and interrupted.
A typical superhero story, if typical superhero stories involved magic, sofas in places sofas have no right to be, stopping villains through the power of being incredibly annoying, and one (1) very pretty, very mysterious meteorite that kickstarts it all.