Love and Justice.

The Duo

According to Cuteguy, there were two wardens across from them on the ground. Unfortunately, Hotguy couldn't see anything, except snow. Lots and lots of snow. "So, uhm how are we supposed to deal with this if I can barely see the things we're supposed to be fighting off???" he muttered putting a hand to his chin. "Eh, you're known for your aim I think you'll do well." Cuteguy answered waving off his concerns with his hand. Hotguy ran a nervous hand through his hair. "Well, I appreciate your faith in me, but it's kinda hard to- wait!" exclaimed Hotguy as he dug through his assortment of arrows lying in the quiver on his back. He pulled out an arrow tipped with lots of colors. "Oh, I'm a genius! I'll just shoot this firework arrow and boom I can see the area." Hotguy stated as he fiddled with his new trinket. Cuteguy watched intently, of course Hotguy hadn't added how he would play into this plan. He crossed his arm waiting for him to continue. "Hm? Oh! Duh, once I shoot the arrow the two wardens will be drawn to us. That's when you swoop down and do your thing!" Hotguy mentioned patting Cuteguy's back. Cuteguy gently moved his hands away placing them gently back to his partners, "how about we don't do that, we've got a job to do pretty boy," Cuteguy snickered.
Hotguy's face flushed, "pfft, yeah of course," he uttered, carefully preparing for his shot. Hotguy, took a breath closing one eye. If he missed the wardens might go too far or too close to them. Then them, and everyone else would be really screwed. Hotguy's fingers felt like they were gonna pop off at any moment, but as precisely as he possibly could he brought the arrow to the string of his bow. He drew his arm back slowly releasing the arrow as it flew straight for the ground.

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BOOM! Fireworks blasted in hundreds of directions lighting up the snow filled sky. The distraction causing the wardens to charge there way. Cuteguy swooped off the roof, aiming towards the heart of one of the wardens. "Good luck!" Hotguy called out his hands clenching the icy railing. "Agh! Cold, cold, cold, really stinking cold!" he stammered.
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Cuteguy inhaled calmly. One warden was daunting, but two and in this weather. Yeah, he could see but not perfectly especially with the nerves starting to get to his head. Cuteguy took some deep breathes trying to clear his thoughts, "ok you got this, just focus up." he cocked his head sideways trying to get a clear view of his target. "Gotcha," he fired straight for the wardens heart-like center causing it to topple backwards onto the other warden right beside it. A large crash was heard as the two fell straight onto a lamp post. Agh, the sheriff wasn't gonna like that mess. It was moments like these he disliked being a vigilante. Oh well! "Not bad!!" a distant Hotguy could be heard from atop the roof. Cuteguy chuckled flying back up to his wingless friend. "I would say so myself," he put his hands on his hips, "your plan wasn't terrible either I guess." teased Cuteguy, wrapping his wings around his poor, freezing friend. Hotguy scratched the back of his head, light blush tainting his cheeks, "I'm the brains and the brawn!" he joked, basking in the small amount of warmth he could get. Cuteguy rolled his eyes preparing to take off. "Well then, Mr. Smarty Pants don't go freezing on me. I'd just haaaattteee to work alone," he giggled before flying away into the snowy scene. Hotguy gave a quick wave to his teammate readying to leave himself.