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Chapter 1

There was a knock on the door to the Villain's office.

"You may enter." He said.

After a moment's pause, the door opened to reveal a henchmen.

"Ah, Frank. Good to see you. How may I help you?" The Villain said.

"Hey boss...you...uh...have a...visitor." Frank said, equal parts confused and curious.

"Oh really? I wasn't expecting anyone. Is it the Toilet Destroyer in the next town saying they'll take my alliance?"

"No.."

"What about the small-time thief the Pocket Snatcher?"

"Also no.."

"Oh God, don't tell me it's my mother? I've told her several times I will not be moving back home!"

"No no no! This is much worse than her."

"Well then, who is it?"

Frank took a deep breath. "The Hero." He said.

The Villain immediately jumped up from his desk chair and slammed his hands down, causing a pen mug, a potted plant, and a knife to rattle.

"WHAT?! WHY DIDNT YOU MENTION THIS SOONER? IS THE HIDEOUT UNDER ATTACK? MORE IMPORTANTLY, HOW DID HE FIND US?!" The Villain yelled.

He dashed across the room to a shelving unit that held a large stash of weapons and picked up a knife to shove into his belt holster.

"Boss, wait!" Frank exclaimed, "The hideout isn't under attack. The Hero found us because he approached Philip while at Walmart and asked to meet with you peacefully. Apparently, there's something really important he must ask you."

The Villain paused, confusion furrowing his brows.

"He..wants a...peaceful meeting?" The Villain asks.

"Yeah. The Hero said it wasn't very urgent and that he didn't mind waiting until you had some free time." Frank replied.

The Villain turned to the clock on the wall and frowned. "Well, I guess now's a good time." He mumbled.

The Villain returned the knife to the shelf and then turned to Frank and said, "Bring him in. Make sure he's unarmed. I swear if this is some stupid trick and we've fallen head first into it I'm blowing up something. Most likely him."

"Yes sir!" Frank saluted and quickly slipped out of the room.

The Villain walked back to his desk and sat down. He took a deep breath and neutralized his features.

This would be a difficult conversation.

A few minutes later there was a knock at the door.

"Enter." The Villain said.

The door slowly creaked open. It was clear that the person on the other side was second guessing themself. Eventually, the Hero slipped in.

It was odd to see the Hero without his standard brightly-colored latex body suit. In civilian clothes, it's nearly impossible to recognize him. His blond hair sat beautifully on his head and looked as if it was spun from cotton candy, and he was wearing a simple white T-shirt and black jeans.

"Welcome, Hero." The Villain said coldly.

"Uh..Hey man," The Hero replied, giving an awkward little wave before folding his hands in front of him.

"Have a seat. I assume this will be quite the taxing conversation." The Villain says while jestering to the chair opposite his.

"Oh, no thanks. I don't plan to be here long. I've just come to ask a favor of you." The Hero says, refusing to look at the Villain.