The biggest disadvantage of being a superhero with an armored suit? Every day was a bad hair day. It's a sad fact, really. While you ruff up the bad guys, your suit's helmet ruffs up your hair. And unlike you with the heart of gold, the helmet never goes easy on your hair.
I touched down in the woods, and my jetpack retracted. Tensing my muscles caused the armor to disappear.
“Damn it,” I patted my hair, feeling how ruffled it was. “I've got to comb this before my video call.”
Jogging down a clearing, I eventually reached the log cabin. “Home sweet home.”
***
“No, no, no.” I lamented from my bedroom. “Where's the darn comb?”
“Panic has never solved a problem.” Blitz said. “Can't find something? Retrace your steps. When last did you use it?”
I pouted, then squinted hard to remember. “When I woke up for midnight milk… yes, I combed my hair while taking slow sips from the milk carton.”
“When doing what, now?” Blitz inquired. “That's what you do when I'm asleep?”
“I'll stop drinking from the carton.” I sighed.
“Well said, the hygienic benefits will be worth the sacrifice.”
I ran my fingers through my hair, raging. “Now, back to the comb! Argh! Where could it be?”
Suddenly, my phone rang. It was Jasper.
It took all my willpower to accept the video call knowing fully well I looked like Albert Einstein in his prime.
“What's up, Jason? I was calling to confirm– woah!” His eyes went wild, triggering a subconscious frown out of me. “Sorry, I was a little shocked, that's all. Your hair was just different during our last call.”
I cleared my throat, channelling a shred of confidence in me. “Pfft, it's just a bad hair day. No big deal.”
“Sorry, just to be clear, you chased Tekeon down the street with your camera… looking like that?” After a nervous nod from me, Jasper beamed. “Damn, bro, you're dedicated. So anyway, I called as promised to remind you of the live stream tonight.”
“Ah yes, thanks.” Sweat beaded my face. If I didn't find this comb in time, I might as well find a lab coat and take a crack at physics. “Like I said before, I'm still going to be a guest on your channel.”
“Cool,” Jasper gave a thumbs up. He looked so camera-ready, the way a man with a comb should like. “I know you're not really into vlogging, so I just want to say, try to look your best. See ya in a few hours.”
He cut the call, and I could see a reflection of my frown on the phone screen.
“Blitz, can you believe this guy?” I bellowed.
Blitz hummed. “You mean the famous vlogger who's paying you to appear on his massive channel? No, Jason, I can't believe that guy would ever think that his guests should look good. How outrageous.”
“You're the worst.” I rolled my eyes. Tensing my muscles got the armor to solidify. “I know I drank that milk here, so the comb is definitely in this room.”
***
My room was in shambles, with clothes everywhere, furniture rearranged and the bed currently lifted overhead with one hand.
With twitching eyes, I confessed. “I think I'm about to lose my mind.”
“Have you tried X-Ray vision?”
I facepalmed. “Why didn't you feel the need to remind me sooner?”
“Pardon me, I was conducting an IQ assessment which by the way is complete.”
My tone was as flat as it could be. “Haha.”
Within the first ten seconds of using X-ray vision, I spotted the bloody comb alright. It was in between the couch cushions.
“Thanks, Blitz.” I said with a grin.
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THE ADVENTURES OF TEKEON
Science FictionLights, Camera, Action--(*clears throat) I mean Adventure! Dive into the most captivating missions of New Chronos' very own superhero. Adventures that took place during the one year gap in Super Blogger.
