An Author's Note:

Updated 7/19/15

Really excited to announce that Superdad is coming back for more full-fledged action. What can I say, I just love writing about Steve and his precious little girl! I hope to begin posting three more 'ficlets' within the month:

Bedtime Stories: We've watched the inhabitants of Avenger's tower take care of baby on a daily basis, but how does each Avenger handle putting their little, loquacious, girl to bed every night? Stories, reenactments, 'persuasion,' movies, lullabies, and a whole lot of 'one more minutes.'

Superdad- The Holiday Special: Holiday inspired drabbles with Evy, Steve, the Avengers, Pepper and Eli, Jarvis, Fury, Lareby and everyone else we've come to love.

Cabin in the Woods: Evy isn't coping with the trauma of her abduction, but then neither is Steve. Dr. Samson has suggested they take a week off in a secluded cabin. Will their experience give them the closure they needed or will bring to surface their deepest fears?

That being said, I'm also pleased to announce that Alter Ego will be launched on September 1. I want to make sure that I have the majority of it written and edited so that I can do weekly updates. Unlike the other stories, I haven't figured out any cover art for Alter Ego. If anyone has any suggestions of what it should look like or is inspired to design a cover image themselves, please send me a message. To get those creative juices flowing, I've decided this segment will be trimmed down to be the description of the story:

-and suddenly she was looking up at me. In an awful green outfit and with a cheerful smile, the gorgeous tall blonde bore into me from underneath a blaring yellow headline: 'Crusader takes on the Family Business.' And that, I can safely say, is where my trouble started.
I picked up the comic book and slowly walked to my desk where Elijah sat.
“What?” he asked me, probably noticing the strange look I was giving. I showed him the comic book cover.
“If Crusader were around, she’d be able to take over for dad,” I muttered tossing the book on the desk. “Some daughter I am. There’s no way I could take over the family business.” I sat down on my bed, head in my hands. I was suddenly very conscious of Elijah’s silence. He just sat there, staring intently at the comic book. He glanced over to me.
“Maybe,” he began “maybe you can.”

I look forward to seeing you all for the next story!

Sincerely,

MD Whit