MOMENTS | Shazam One-Shots

Golden Eyes and Colored Lights

The sounds of dishes and silverware clattering and mindless chatter filled the dining room. The heavenly scent of pasta, chicken, and marinara wafted through and everyone's mouths began watering from the utter deliciousness of it. 

"Alright, all hands on deck!" Victor announced as everyone began putting their hands in the center of the table, even the ever skeptical Billy, just as their foster father began to lead their daily grace.

"Thank for this food, and thank you for this day. I'm really glad we got to have some real meat today."

His joke was met with a few light laughs as everyone began to eat. Dishing up the beautiful smelling food and digging in without a second thought. Victor tried to make some conversation like he always does.

"So, what did you guys think of our superhero's latest stunt? Pretty crazy right?"

Eugene shrugged. "Eh, it was only a hostage situation. He's done far crazier than that." the gamer said as he took another bite of chicken.

Billy hummed in agreement as he ate his pasta.

Recently there had been a bank robbery and the perps who were responsible had held everyone in the bank hostage at gun-point. Original, right? But anyway it didn't last long since Billy snuck in and took them all down one by one. It was pretty intense, but also just as Eugene said, he'd been through worse.

"Well yeah, but still." Victor defended. "I can't stop thinking about how he got in." Billy slowed down his chewing. "I mean you'd think someone would notice a giant guy in a bright red suit with a glowing chest just waltz into a highly defended building. Even the news cameras should've caught something!"

Billy and Freddy shared a nervous glance. Another thing about being a teen-turned-superhero, is no one seems to notice a small kid sneaking around the back of the bank to find any entrances to use to get in and stop a hostage situation.

Victor shrugged. "Oh well, maybe he has super stealth or something."

Freddy gave a delayed hysterical laugh, "Yeah! Who knows, maybe he does, because we sure don't."

Billy groaned and hung his head, shaking it. Why did his foster brother have to be so sketchy looking in these situations? But thankfully, Victor didn't seem to notice as he turned back to his food.

Meanwhile the brunet kicked Freddy underneath the table, making sure to go for the good leg. The dark-haired boy flinched slightly and he gave Billy an incredulous look.

The young hero was about to glare at Freddy, silently telling his brother to shut the fuck up, when a piercing pain suddenly flared up behind his eyes and the world became soaked in white. His hands shot up to his face, dropping his fork onto the plate loudly, and covered them up.

Everything too bright and energetic for his eyes to handle.