𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐒|| 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐀 𝐃𝐄 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐕𝐀

Unmasked Part 2

Third Person POV

Mika, Miles, Chapa, Bose and Delilah were in the Man's Nest playing a fishing game that Delilah
found in her room that was in a box full of her old childhood things.

Ray stood in the middle of the room in a ridiculous outfit, getting ready to go to a concert with Schwoz.

"Hey, is this too much?" Ray asked, gesturing to his outfit. "I don't want to look like an idiot."

Miles looked up at his boss before speaking, "It's a Timmy Buffay concert."

"Everyone's gonna look like an idiot." Chapa added as she focused on the game.

"Hey, fashion icon Nana Winter says you should always take off one thing before you leave." Bose told Ray, trying to be helpful.

Ray shrugged, reaching up and tearing off the sleeves to his shirt, grunting while doing it.

"How about two?" He asked and all five teenagers looked at him, smiling.

"Ah, swole!"

"Let the big dogs breathe."

"Ah, this is so much better." Ray sighed in relief. "Jimmy B always picks a superfan from the audience to come up on stage and play the bongos, and who's more super than this guy?"

Ray placed a pair of pineapple sunglasses on his face, that had a toucan's beak attached it.

Delilah looked at the glasses and made a face.

"Dad," She began and he smiled at her, "Never wear those in public when you're with me."

Chapa, Mika, Miles and Bose laughed as Ray frowned but agreed nonetheless.

The metal door opened and Schwoz walked out in a hurry wearing a collard navy blue shirt and a black vest with jeans.

"Okay, I'm ready." Schwoz smiled as he walked over to stand beside Ray.

"Ha! Well, you're not gonna get called up for bongo time wearing that." Ray smirked and Schwoz scoffed.

"Uh, he picks a super fan, not the most desperate one." Schwoz smirked before whistling, "Hey, Garret the Parrot! Let's go."

A bird flew off of a branch over to Schwoz, sitting on his shoulder.

"There you go." Schwoz cooed as he gently gave the bird a few pats while feeding him some seeds.

"Ray, looks desperate." Garret said and Ray glared at him.

"Ugh, haters gonna hate, am I right?" Ray spread his arms with a smirk.

Chapa looked at him over her shoulder, "Please don't say 'haters'."

"Anyray, we'll be at the concert all day so just text me if anything pops off." Ray said and Chapa groaned.

"Also don't say 'pops off'."

"And I will holla back."

"'Holla back' is even worse."

"Hey, it's good enough for Gwen Stefani, it's good enough for Gwen Stefan-me," Ray pointed to himself. "And I'm not going to let your negative energy ruin my day,"

Ray walked over and messed with Chapa's hair making her glare at him, "You know why?"

"Pray tell us." She bluntly replied.

"-We kept our secret identities a secret." Ray pointed to Miles with a grin. "Miles can teleport again."

Miles smirked and teleported himself beside the man with a chuckle and a smirk. He reached up and grabbed the beak attached to Ray's glasses.