Blonde Blazer: That guy... I threw him on the roof right?
Y/N: Landed squarely on top.
Crook: All good!
The Smack Hands vanish into your body. Blonde's eyes widen.
Blonde: Amazing. Never saw anyone with powers like yours.
Y/N: I'm nothing special, Blonde Blazer.
Blonde Blazer: Then you should know I work at the Superhero Dispatch Network.
Robert: Hey. I know who you are. You're like, famous.
Blonde Blazer: Oh, I don't know about that. I'm just a corporate hero for hire. You're the real deal. You're the famous one.
You see Blonde offer a hand for Robert. He takes it and is helped up.
A bus sporting her likeliness drives by.
Robert: Riiiight. I don't think infamous is the same as famous but-
Y/N: I'd rather be off the radar.
Blonde Blazer looks to you.
Blonde Blazer: I'm afraid that won't be possible anymore, Mr. Salazar.
You look right at her.
Y/N: What?
Robert's arm suddenly cracks.
Blonde Blazer: Oh God.
Y/N: Dude, you need help with that.
Sirens are heard in the distance as Robert looks at his now dislocated arm.
Y/N: Christ...
Robert: Hm? Oh. That's gross.
Blonde Blazer: You look like some kind of mime DJ. Let me see it. I'll help you.
Y/N: You sure you won't hurt him?
Blonde Blazer: I have no reason to.
Robert: Okay, but have you done this before? Cause maybe-
Blonde puts his arm back into place as it cracks.
Robert: Owwwwwww, okay. That's okay. Thank you.
The police and paramedics arrive. Blonde points to the roof.
Blonde Blazer: There's one up there.
The cops nod. Heading to the top. Blonde's gaze falls upon you and Robert again.
Blonde Blazer: You both look like you need a drink.
Y/N: What makes you say that?
Minutes later.
You, Blonde, and Robert are at superpowered bar, sitting right at the bartender table. A server goes around the bar placing down drinks for the people.
Blonde Blazer: Oh shit. They were all skittles colors. I didn't even realize it.
Robert: Yeah, well you know what? They can all taste the rainbow in jail.
Y/N: It's crooks like them deserve.
Blonde Blazer: Wh-what do you mean? Like different colored dicks?
You chuckle with Robert and Blonde.
Robert: Shit, sorry, sorry. I didn't know what I meant. But you know it should've been that.
Blonde Blazer: I'm a little buzzed. I don't really make jokes like that. I think Visi's rubbing off on me.
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A Generator In Dispatch
Fiksi Penggemar[Male Reader x Invisigal x Malevola x Blonde Blazer.] Your life was supposed to be as normal as any other child's. That is, until you caught a sickness so fatal your world renowned scientist parents resorted to thinking The Nanite Program could help...
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