"All we wanted was food, that's it." I paced in the cafe, we were told to stay put- to let the professionals handle this. When it comes down to it, are kids in weird outfits really professionals? "You know what, if they wanna call themselves professionals, we can too." Steven stood abruptly, he pointed at me, "Payton sketch us some outfits- hero outfits." Jace's eyes sparkled as he heard this, he seemed excited to become a hero. "Oooh!" He squealed happily, looking over my shoulder as I sketched some outfit ideas. "They can't kill Brandon, can they? Nah it's fineee we have time." Jace waved his hand dismissively, a small awkward laugh following. "Brandon will be fine." I also agreed dismissively, sketching some outfits.
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It took a while but we put together our outfits, and decided our team name- we were The Pride Parade, silly I know but we didn't care much. "Alright, let's kick the door down." I mumbled, sitting outside the building we suspected to have Brandon inside. "Who are you?" A voice made us turn, it was the heroes from earlier. "We are The Pride Parade, the new hero team- here to save a teammate." Jace said quickly, Steven nudged him in his side- Jace let out a yelp and rubbed his side. "We don't need more heroes, but thanks fags." a fat boy muttered egotistically, I could immediately tell it was Eric Cartman. "Eric shut the fuck-" "It's the coon to you!" he shouted, stomping his foot like a child. "So you're even more racist." Steven rolled his eyes, groaning in annoyance. "What ever, I don't have to listen to fags." "I will punch you again." Steven turned his hand into a fist, ready to punch. "It's you! Then you all must be-" "Coon, we need to save the person that was kidnapped..." Stan mumbled, he had a superhero outfit on too. "Stan?" Steven asked shocked, Stan looked over, "It's toolshed." he nodded his head curtly, focusing back on the mission.
"How many others are there?" Jace asked taking in everything, finding out some of our new friends were heroes. "Kiteman, Mosquito, and more." Callgirl shrugged, kneeling beside us, staring through the house window. I noticed a kid that seemed our age coming from the downstairs back to the main floor- I recognized them as Professor Chaos. "Do they go to our school too?" Steven asked as he focused on the boy. "That's butter's." Mysterion's voice took us off guard, making Jace jump into my arms. I deadpanned him as he nervously laughed and got down. "So how do we save Brandon?" Jace asked, watching the inside of the house. "You don't, I do." Mysterion said, disappearing as he goes through a window from the empty side of the house.
"Rude." I mumbled rolling my eyes, I turned to find a way in when I saw Craig. "Craig-" "Super Craig," he clarified, staring at me with a blank face. "Fine- Super Craig move." I rolled my eyes and he said nothing, as if refusing to move. I went around him and rushed to the back of the house ready to break in- Steven and Jace followed behind me. "SHIT-" a voice shouted as we watched Brandon stumble out of a back window, we stared in shock. "Oh hey girly-" Jace started, laughing nervously. "Don't hey girly me!" Brandon semi-shouted, glaring at us, "None of you ran after me- and none of you tried to save me! I was stuck in his downstairs for TWO HOURS!" Brandon crossed his arms. "We needed to make hero outfits and-" "No, no you did not have to." Brandon's voice was stern, his expression one of anger. "Okay we didn't have to but we did- and we made you one. We are now superheroes called The Pride Parade." Steven handed over a costume, Brandon sighed and rubbed his temples. "Fine." he took the outfit and carried it, "But we are going home after I get my cafe food." Brandons finger pointed at all of us- we didn't argue and just agreed.
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"Ugh it feels nice to have food." Brandon smiled taking a bite of his food, we all ordered since we weren't able to before. "You deserve it after what you've been through." Steven laughed, taking a sip of his drink. "Yeah- I do." Brandon gave a small side-eye to us all, making us smile nervously. "Well, it technically wasn't a real threat." Jace pleaded the case, leaning on the cafe table. We were sitting right in front of the huge windows in the cafe. "I only got out because I'm good at talking." Brandon took a sip of his drink as he finished talking, I leaned forward. "How did you get out?" I asked, curious. "That is true, how did you?" Steven asked again, curious as well. "I can be very persuasive- I'm good at talking." Brandon shrugged, finishing his food. "Oh, hey there's Kenny." Jace pointed out the window- Kenny was across the street with his friends. I glanced at Craig but forced my eyes away as his met mine. "Oooh, let's invite them to have food with us!" Brandon said happily, we stood and headed out the door to wave them over. Cartman pointed at us and seemingly laughed, yet everyone rolled their eyes and you could hear the faint sound of Kyle arguing with him, "Shut it fatass we are going to say hi."
