I hate you, daddy, I hate you! You don’t understand me! You don’t let me do what I want! All I want to do is save the world and nurse sick animals to health, letting them suckle on my teet of pure-heartedness until they gain their strength! But no, you want to destroy the world with your old man strength. I can’t have it! I mean, maybe if you were poetic about it, or if you wanted a metaphorical death of the world, I’d be on board. But to be literal about it? That’s just so shallow!
So, I need to rebel. I need to show my daddy that I’m my own person, and that my suicide attempts aren’t just a cry for help! Hmmmm, thinking of it now, since he has already tried to kill both my brother and I, maybe threatening to kill myself isn’t the best course of action.
But all is not so glum. I am not alone in this deep, dark world of despair. No, I have my niece with me. My sweet, loving, hot niece. Oh God, the things I’d do to her if I wasn’t so sweet and sensitive. I feel that I’m forgetting some other obstacle to this potential relationship, but what could it be? Oh yeah, I’m her uncle! How could I forget that! Duh! Nathan would probably beat me up for doing his daughter. Maybe if I get Nathan out of the picture…
But no! It is probably for the best that we can’t be together. For if we were, she would surely succumb to either death or…getting trapped in a future that no longer exists, like what happened to whats-her-name.
But still…running away from home….all on my own with her…how can I not give in to temptation? She’s looking at me now. Batting her eyelashes. What I wouldn’t give to recite poetry to her…
Her beauty is as slick as my hair, so greased
Oh such attraction that comes from my niece
Here with me, running from my daddy
And it don’t hurt, that she ain’t no fatty
It’s a work in progress. I hope she likes it. But I hope more, that Nathan doesn’t give me a wet willy because of this. I mean, she is his daughter, and Iwith what I’m thinking of…all the purple-nurples in the world would be justified.
On the lamb. Incest. Titty-twisters. Such is Peter.
Something tells me, and I have it on very G.O.O.D. authority that Nathan would indeed give you a wedgie that the jaws of death couldn’t extricate if you were to try and love up on his illegitimate daughter.
…So… pull out the emo.
Gloria Traveler
I thought incest was like, fine in this family? And it’s not like I’m his daughter-daughter. Just his bio-daughter. We have a nifty relationship like that. I do whatever I want and he doesn’t do anyhting about it.
You’re both cut out of the will that no longer exists from a future that no longer exists because your man pig of a father faked his death.
This is Heroes! Not Jerry Springer! For shame, my children! For shame!!!
You really want your baby to be a flipper boy?
I could try to legalize incest for you, but I can’t promise you any amount of success.
Petrelli’s aren’t incestuous. We’re Italian… and Claire you’re right. We do have that great relationship where I don’t care about what you do. However, Peter has no such privilege. I don’t even like him going to the bathroom unsupervised.
You totally don’t have to worry about that. I can supervise him anytime.