Spicy Hotwings

Another meeting ×

Hawks took a seat next to his partner in crime, Endeavor. Each hero was at least an arm length away from the other. The table was long and clean. In the center was a flower vase and a small basket of apples on a dark green mat. Probably fake, considering the light layer of dust on those apples.

Dusty. Just like some of these heroes and their proformances. They needed to step up their game. They need to grab the public's eye more...

Hawks listened in on what others had to say about the topic. Some didn't care to be loved by civilians. It was their job to protect, not be friends. But, that's where Hawks thought they were wrong.  Of course their job was to protect. But it's also their job to care and make life good for people. To interact with them.

"Being intimidating isn't our goal. They should feel comfortable around us," Hawks added in.

Eraserhead slowly looked over to Hawks, already exhausted from the idea.  "That's not our problem." He stated in annoyance.

"That attitude is a problem." Present Mic commented, leaning back in his chair, staring Eraserhead down. "Your attitude creates villains."

Eraserhead glanced to Mic, not sure how he should respond. "I need a nap..." He sighed, looking at anything but another face.

"That's true, how you treat someone can definitely effect them."

Hawks was loving this conversation. He had so many ideas to hit them with. And the banter was amusing.

Eventually, their meeting had come to an end. Everyone cleaning up their papers and grabbing any wrappers they had laying around. Some of these heroes had little heroes to attend to soon. The day was only just beginning.

The hallways were starting to fill up with kids. Hawks could hear an angry "Damn it, nerd!" Just from down the hall.

"It's Hawks!" A small girl blurted as she and her friends ran by.

"Good morning," Hawks gave a single wave with a smile to them as they giggled. He was low-key glad he didn't have to deal with all these kids and their problems...