Beginner's Guide to Being a Superhero

9-Hey Look, It's My OTP!

Chapter Nine
Hey Look, It's My OTP!

"Why do you have so many books?" Static decides to ask me as soon as we're in the air.

"Because I enjoy reading?" I say as a question rather than a statement.

"Well why buy all those books?" He questions me, "why not just go to the library?"

"I want to be able to say I own the book," I tell him, "If I love the book, so I want to be able to own it."

"Fair enough," he agrees, "well if you're going to buy your books, why not just read the same one over and over?"

"I don't know, a lot of people like rereading books but I don't. I guess it feels like you're trying to relive a moment." I try to reason, "it doesn't feel right to me, because I can only experience it once. To try and relive a moment would to just be faking it."

"I never thought of it that way," Static comments.

"Because you probably don't read," I point out.

"Yeah, probably," he smirks at me.

"Reading is thinking, you know," I point out, "it also gives you a better outlook on the world."

"What if I don't want that?" He pushes me with a grin.

"Then that sucks."

"What can I say?" He shrugs with a smile, "it sucks to suck."

"You would know."

He winces, pressing a hand to his heart. "Ouch, Johnson. I felt that one, right here," he pats his heart.

"Don't be a baby," I swat away his hand away and leap out of his arms as we land behind a crate.

Slick said meet at the docks, and if it isn't the most cliché place for a bad guy and a good guy to meet then I don't know where else. It feels like I'm either selling or buying some type of drug.

Speaking of drugs, I actually love the feeling of being high.

I don't mean to say 'hey I like to snort mushrooms' or something like that, because I don't even know of a mushroom is the actually slag term for a type of drug and I don't know if you snort them.

What I do know is that I love being put on laughing gas. It makes me so dizzy and I keep swaying and I just basically feel like I'm on cloud 9.

Where was I going with this?

Suddenly Static puts his arm out, telling me to stop but since I'm so engrossed in the thought of being drugged, I his hand accidentally hits me in the face.

"Bleh," I scrunch up my nose while making a strand noise for some reason, earring weird look from Static.

"There you two are."

Simultaneously, we both spin around on our heels to face the Supervillain behind us.

"What do you want with us?" Static asks him, taking a protective step in front of me.

"Calm down will you? I don't bite," he chuckled at his own joke.

"What was the point of today?" I ask him, pushing past Static and getting straight to my point, "why would you randomly try and damage a damn public pool?"

Even in the darkness I could see his features light up with sick humour.

"To catch your attention, of course."

I raised my eyebrows. "What's that supposed to me?"

"I needed to remind you," he took a step forward. "That I'm always there, whether you know it or not."