"Alli!" she twines. "C'mere."
"You c'mere. Easier for you."
"No, you need to come look at this, seriously."
"Okay, fine, where are you?"
"Garage."
So Alli comes out to the garage. Their parents aren't home; Charlie's working, Renée is volunteering with some of the refugee kids at a shelter, trying to find which have parents who just wound up somewhere else, which need adopting, which are going to wind up coming of age adrift in the bursting-at-the-seams system. It's just them, not attending school, recovering.
"Whoa," says Alli. "So when you said you were at the garage, you meant that you were at the freakish restaurant that someone put in our garage."
"This isn't somebody's idea of remodeling," Bella says. "It's too big to be the garage."
"Do you think it's safe?"
"I think one of you should go in first, for sure."
"We don't actually know if I work that way," say two Alli voices, but Bella pushes one of them towards the door anyway.
Nothing happens.
The Allis converge, inside the bar. Bella follows.
"I do magnetism, which usually translates to ferrokinesis, and my sister is a telepath," Emily volunteers.
"Theoretically, yes, practically I have no wish to find out what security Milliways stocks that could take me down."
The two look at each other a little longer. "You know what, sure," Ava says finally. "It's not like anyone but the two of us have ever known us, not really, not for a long time. I am Gale Force," she says, in a tone less of a confession and more daring someone to do something about it. "And she is Peerless, and we have no flipping clue why we're reincarnating but I fully acknowledge that my previous actions were idiotic and morally indefensible."
"You die--whether that's bleeding to death because the cave-in crushed your leg or in bed of old age or in a home invasion" Annabelle raises a hand to her scarf "and then you wake up and I won't describe what happens next because it's gross but eventually you grow reasonably up and everything isn't terrible anymore. Or if it's terrible it's not because you're an adult in a baby's body."
"So, you remember everything quite straightforwardly and had a change of heart through some reasonably conventional mechanism of having to go through kindergarten again, or whatever?"
"...Okay, so the basic overview is that Helen and I--that's her real name, Helen--were dating, and we were going to form a superhero team, and we had a massive blowup that was only mostly our faults and I stormed off to become a supervillain because I had the emotional maturity of a grape. Our lives for the next thirteen years proceeded to suck heavily for unrelated reasons, which led among other things to both of us looking back on our relationship with great fondness because it was the last time either of us had really been happy. Then one day when we were duking it out in a nice, non-civilian-inhabited area, we accidentally caused a cave in and she bled to death in my arms while we had a tearful deathbed reconciliation. I quit the supervillain business then and there and spent the next eighteen years growing the fuck up before her second incarnation showed up on my doorstep."
"We're worried the guy who got her last time might be," Ava says quietly. "He used to be on Peerless's hero team. If it has any connection to our time as capes--and that seems to be our best guess--it might apply to him, too."
"Well, I suppose we might not know if they do it only very rarely, but we're not reincarnated and exact power duplicates are almost unheard of and where they're heard of they don't usually come with the same twin powers. And it would be, I don't know, off-theme? If we didn't reincarnate in our twinsets."
"My world, the people with superpowers are twins. Or triplets, etcetera. They're twins too," she points at the mutants, "but that's unrelated to their powers."