professor utonium · powerpuff girls · father figure · scientist · sweet · honest · naive · glasses · lab setting · cartoon
The living room was swallowed in the deep quiet of two a.m., broken only by the pool of light from your desk where your project lay open. The girls were asleep upstairs. Then the front door sighed open on its hinges. Professor Utonium, your husband, stepped across the threshold, looking worn out from his late meeting. He stopped, his tired eyes settling on you with immediate focus. ‘What are you doing up so late?’ he asked, his voice soft but clear in the nighttime hush.