Scar's Perspective-
We gently leaned back, both of our faces flushed a deep shade of red.
Grian was about to say something when I heard his little gnome start to speak.
Grian spoke with him before looking at me.
"Come on." He stretched out his hand.
I held it, blushing at how soft Grian's hand was, and we got teleported back home.
"Wha- wait- was- did we do what the gnomes wanted from us?" I asked.
"I guess so." Grian shrugged.
"So...us...umm...doing that...was what they wanted?"
"I- I guess so, yeah." Grian laughed nervously and looked down.
...
"It felt nice." I whispered before realizing what I said, and I slapped a hand over my mouth.
Grian giggled, blushing.
"I- I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to say that; it just came out and- "
"Scar," Grian giggled, looking up at me, "It's okay. It was sweet."
I chuckled nervously and tried to smile.
We got back to our school and Martyn turned to us.
"There you two are. I'm surprised you made it back to fast; I thought you would be there for days."
We both shrugged.
"Okay, well, you two can go home and get some rest, I imagine it took a lot out of you to figure out how to get back here."
"Umm..." I looked at Grian and he nodded.
"Yeah, it did." He lied to Martyn.
Martyn narrowed his eyes.
"Okay...well, see you all next month."
Me and Grian started to walk out, and I heard Martyn turn to our instructor and start to whisper to him.
I tried to listen in, but I only caught the word 'canon'.
I glanced over my shoulder and Martyn saw me.
"Nothing to worry about, Scar, you go home." He said.
I looked at Martyn before nodding.
"Yeah...okay..."
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"Gri, did you hear Martyn say canon before we left?" I asked as me and Grian walked home together.
"Oh, yeah I did."
"What do you think that means?"
"Maybe it's something they're planning, I don't know."
"But- Martyn doesn't play around with that stuff, what if it's like a villain's weapon?"
"What villain would be carrying around a canon?"
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"Fair point, but- "
Grian cut me off with his adorable giggle.
"I'm sure everything's fine. Martyn would tell us if there was something we needed to worry about."
"I don't know..."
Grian stopped and he turned to me.
"Scar, trust me. I'm sure everything's going to be fine."
I bit my lip and Grian smiled softly, and he gently kissed my cheek.
"I promise."
I blushed and smiled at him.
"See? There's that smile that I love."
I chuckled.
"It's hard for me not to smile around you Cutie-Patootie."
Martyn's Perspective-
"Canon? No, we haven't heard anything about them." The principal said.
I narrowed my eyes.
"I know when you're lying. Tell me where they are. You guys have some of the best technology to keep track of villains and help train superheroes. For cods sake, just tell me where they are!!" I shouted, banging my fist on the table.
"Canon is one of the greatest villains! We don't have track of them!!"
"You're telling me that the last time we saw Canon was when they disappeared into the ocean with him?"
"I'm sorry, Martyn. I'm pretty sure he's- "
"HE'S NOT DEAD!! He was alive; Canon can only take over people who are alive."
"Yes, but when you brought him back up, he was extremely weak."
I sighed and turned away, wiping the tears from my eyes.
"Martyn...I'm sorry, but the chances of him making it are- "
"Don't. I'll find Canon on my own."
"But- "
"And he will come back. I don't know what I would do with myself to know that I couldn't save him."
"I know...your superhero partner meant a lot to you."
"Yeah...he did." I whispered before turning around and walking towards the door.
"Oh, and Martyn."
I looked over my shoulder.
"Last we heard was that Canon was living in a secret base underwater."
I turned back around.
"Then I'm heading there next."
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YEAH LORE >:DDDDDNew villain! New villain! (pronouns are they/them) also I don't think I mentioned it but the villain is around their early 30s.
But now it's just the question on who Martyn's superhero partner is and what his past is like
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