A Nervous Wreck's Guide on How To Solve Your Life's Problems

Everybody Knows Shit's Fucked

Tyler teleported back to the Galacticus, in a mad hurry to tell everyone what he'd found out, only to be greeted by, well, Mavis, who was alone and crying. Tyler walked over to her, and crouched down to where she was sitting.
"Mav, I'm sorry..." He felt he couldn't apologize enough, and that he'd have to make it up to her, if it was the last thing he did.
Mavis wiped her eyes. "I-I don't care, Tyler! I don't care what your intentions were!! I worked hard, and I worked hard for YEARS to get that part! You ruined my life's work!" She didn't yell, since she couldn't (or maybe she could, but she just didn't) speak very loudly. Her voice was hoarse, and you could tell she'd been crying.
Tyler frowned, looking into her tear-stained cyan eyes, sighing in response. He couldn't get over how much he was hurting. "Mavis....I-I...." He knew what ballet meant to her, since she'd always talked about it, and had done it her whole life. Her fighting style even had some of the movements of ballet in it. Tyler remembered the sing and dance off that's happened three years previously, and remembered that she'd been in it, doing ballet, whilst her older brother tried to do some sort of gangster rap that he'd been sure was about weed--and was surprised that the principal didn't seem to have an issue with that. Ballet was more important to her, than anything Tyler liked was to him, combined. This only made him feel worse.
Just because it wasn't his fault that the virus had infected a background dancer didn't make him feel less guilty--Mavis seemed to be furious about him teleporting into the place of the lead male of the ballet, rather than the fact that the virus was there. Mavis knew that she had to be prepared for virus attacks, that was her duty as a Superdude, to protect Earth from the virus. Tyler felt he'd done fucked up. And Mavis agreed.
Tyler added in another sigh. "I wish I could make this up to you somehow..." He mumbled to himself, as he stood up, and lowered his head, his blue bangs (he was still in his battle armor) brushed his forehead.
Mavis rested her face in the palm of her hands, her warm tears soaked her eyes, and she breathed in, sniffling a little from crying.
Tyler walked out of the Galacticus, sitting outside, readying himself for guard duty. He had a feeling Bruno would rear his mask soon. At least, it was a feeling. He couldn't know for sure, since he had the blue battle ball, not the indigo one. He wasn't Yolanda.
The boy sighed. He had to focus on being a Superdude, from here on out. If he kept focusing on Mavis, it could be really bad.
Mavis left, and sniffled the whole walk home. She entered Mem and Zen's home, on the verge of tears.
"Oh great, she's crying too. Why are we protecting Earth? All of these humans have their pathetic and wimpy feelings that get in the way of everything." Zen commented. That comment made Mavis completely burst into tears, and Mem frowned.
"Now look what you've done, Zenblock, you made her cry. She's sobbing. Maybe you should go kick an Earth baby while you're at it." Mem commented, standing up, and resting a claw on Mavis's shoulder, to console her. "What troubles you?"
"Y-you were there." Mavis replied, her tone of voice wavering.
"The recital? You're still crying about that?" Zen rolled his eyes.
Mem glared at Zen. "It happened two hours ago, she has a right to still be sad."
Mavis sniffled. Mem looked in pity, whilst Zen looked onto her, not understanding why humans would break down over almost anything.
Mavis went to her makeshift "room". (It was a slightly bigger than average closet--big enough to fit a bed but still have walking room). She sat on her bed, pressing her face into her hands again, and crying more.
She couldn't explain how she felt, in any coherent manner, all she could do was sigh, and cry some more. How could the one she loved so much, ruin everything for her? She loved Tyler more than anything, and she wanted to love him desperately, to hold him close, and kiss the scar she'd accidentally given him during the incident, but she felt like what'd he'd done that night, ruined all of it.
She felt something brush up against her leg, and opened her eyes, to see a cute kitten l, with black fur rubbing up against her.
"Kevin, what are you doing here?" She'd recognize her friend and teammate anywhere, no matter what form he took, since there was always just one trait about the animal he took form of, that looked like him.
"Trying to cheer you up, duh!"
"You don't have to..."
"Mavis, you're my friend. Also I love making fun of you, but I can't do that when you're sad." He shifted back to his human form.
Mavis started crying again, and hugged him. Kevin strikes her hair, and patted her back, giving her the comfort she needed right now. Shope walked in.
"Mavis, are you okay?" Shope sat on the edge of her bed.
"I-I don't know anymore!"
"What's troubling you?"
Mavis wanted to answer honestly, but she didn't know what to say...but she figured she should go to the root of her problem. "T-Tyler...." She sniffled
Shope and Kevin both frowned. Kevin put a reassuring hand on her shoulder, as did Shope.
Mavis sighed again. She lowered her head, and squeezed her eyes shut, and more tears flowed. Shope hugged Mavis, and gently patted her back.
"I-I love him...b-but h-he ruined m-my life's work" she stammered. She cried more. "I-I've been working years....th-this was my d-dream a-and it's a-all ruined" she sobbed.
"Mavis, I'm sure Tyler is very sorry, he cares about you more than anything!" Shope comforted Mavis, and gave a slight frown. She hugged Mavis more.
"H-how would you know?"
"Tyler is terrible at showing his feelings for people, so he makes mistakes like this constantly." Kevin said "Honestly don't be surprised, Tyler has gotten us into worse situations, that actually were cause clearly by him." Kevin thought he was reassuring Mavis, but all that happened was Mavis had a huge, open-mouthed frown.
"Kevin, you've caused us way more than Tyler did!! All you're doing is making Mavis hate him!" Shope swatted Kevin.
Kevin reacted in pain, and made a slight growling noise, rubbing the back of his head.
Mavis sighed. "I hope he is sorry."
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Tyler waited, more focused on trying to think of ways to make it up to Mavis, rather than guarding like he was supposed to. He sighed loudly. Bruno wasn't coming, and Tyler realized that the moment he'd seen Bruno's face, that he wasn't going to come back. He reacted in anger and started throwing rocks out into the dark.
"Ow!" Said a voice "How did I not see that coming?!"
"Yolanda?"
Yolanda walked over, her long skirt swished. "That's obvious."
"Not really? Considering I was on the edge about masked-freak who I just found out it Bruno???"
"I predicted that, and I have to warn you about--"
"I mean, he hasn't showed up, and I--"
"HELLO, I AM TRYING TO WARN YOU ABOUT SOMETHING!!!"
"...and I mean, he punched me in the face!!! It's only fair he comes back so I can do it back..."
Yolanda screamed frustratedly. "I HAVE to warn you about this totally important thing before it happens, which is dangerously soon, and--"
"...I mean seriously, what nerve he had to just punch me in the nose!!"
"Tyler, are you even listening?????"
"And I said 'I KNEW IT THE WHOLE TIME' and the guy just punches me--"
"MAVIS JUST GIT KIDNAPPED BY BRUNO BECAUSE YOU WOULDN'T STOP TALKING AND LISTEN TO ME FOR ONE FUCKING SECOND!!!!" Yolanda panted from all her yelling.
Tyler felt the deepest fear of his life. "....Shit...."