𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓 | (𝐆)𝐈-𝐃𝐋𝐄

𝐂𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐬

“Saving the world used to be the hard part. Now? Try explaining a Wi-Fi reset to a guy named Greg.”

Once upon a not-so-distant past, in the gleaming city of Metrowpoohlis, six legendary women soared above skyscrapers, cracked villains into sidewalks, and stopped runaway asteroids with one hand and perfect eyeliner with the other.

They were the Spectacular Six.

The city adored them. Billboards featured their grins. Children wore their emblems. They were queens in spandex, untouchable and fearless.

Until… the incident.

A cataclysmic battle with their archnemesis, Doctor Devastation, left the city in ruins. The villain vanished. The city—gone. And just like that, their glory days were over.

Their job? Obsolete.

Their fanbase? Quiet.

Their powers? Still intact—but no one wanted a superhero in a city that no longer existed.

So, what did six ultra-powered, fabulous women do when the world stopped needing them?

They got… day jobs.

Well, they tried to.

“You’ve got to be kidding me,” Minnie, the team's techie and former gadget prodigy, muttered as she stared at a blinking screen. “I just applied for a job that requires me to ‘smile through verbal abuse and know Microsoft Excel.’ This is what rock bottom feels like.”

“I could run a thousand laps around the Earth,” grumbled Speedy Shu, tapping her foot like it owed her rent. “Instead, I’m being told I’ll spend 80% of my time... on hold?”

Captain Jeon, always composed and infuriatingly optimistic, clapped her hands. “Ladies! It's not forever. It's just a... temporary detour. We’re still helping people, just... remotely. Over the phone. With, um... hold music.”

“Yay,” Miyeon deadpanned, her psychic energy flickering as she hovered a coffee cup toward her lips. “From mind-reading to mind-numbing.”

Enter: Call It Solutions, a generic-looking office building with terrible lighting, sad vending machines, and one very hairy manager.

“Ladies,” barked Mr. Hairy, the boss with the world’s most intense unibrow. “Welcome. You’ve been hired as customer service reps. Remember, the customer is always right.”

He gestured to a sign that literally blinked:
“THE CUSTOMER IS ALWAYS RIGHT. EVEN WHEN THEY’RE NOT.”

“Ugh,” groaned Power Yuqi, adjusting her gloves. “I once lifted an entire train with my bare hands. Now I’m being told not to slam a phone down ‘too aggressively.’ These keyboards weren’t made for demigods.”

Miyeon smirked from her cubicle. “You broke your third one today.”

“Not my fault they’re made of lies.”