Summary: A collection of one-shots/drabbles centered around the young villains/heroes.
Chapter summary: The typical routine of a Miracle City villain in 2nd person.
Genre(s): Humor/Action
Disclaimer: El Tigre: The Adventures of Manny Rivera is copyrighted by Nick, Mexopolis and its creators Jorge R. Gutierrez and Sandra Equihua. Any referenced works are owned by their respective creators.
It's a beautiful day today. The sky is clear and the birds are chirping…while the townspeople are running away, screaming and a giant monster is attacking the city.
(just another day in the spicy cesspool that is Miracle City).
The monster could easily be spotted making its way through the streets. The huge, horrid beast let out an ear-shattering roar before tearing apart another building like it was a piece of bread (man, you really should've eaten before this- evildoing really opened your appetite!).
The screams and the sounds of destruction around you mix together in dreadful harmony- music to your years! Smoke covers the blue sky and that wonderful spicy cesspool smell surrounds you- it really is a perfect day! Perfect for the execution of your newest (brilliant, evil) plan to finally rule Miracle City!
(and then, the world! but first things first- art cannot be rushed after all).
The sights and smells and sounds fill you with joy as you cackle big and loud (with your very evil laugh, thank you very much). You love your job as any villain of respect would. But the destruction is not the only part of it. Crushing your enemies and anyone who stands in your way goes without saying of course. Idiotic heroes are always bound to arise trouble. So, when a familiar (infuriating, annoying little vermin) feline-themed superhero arrives, you turn and exclaim, "El Tigre!" , already annoyed, but confident- this time, yes, this time for sure you'll get rid of that annoying, overgrown gato!
He jumps through the air and kicks, and slashes, and jumps; taunting, and mocking, and insulting you. Your blood boils, and that churning little feeling you always feel in your stomach whenever you see the undecided Rivera slowly, then quickly, spread throughout your veins.
He has already defeated your minions and you are no worse for the wear. No matter, you think, I can still win, I can still defeat him- and within a second, he has done it. He has once again defeated you and left you injured and humiliated. Your bones hurt; your pride, even moreso.
Surely this day could not get worse, you think.
Except that it can.
From where you lay, you can see something falling from the sky, right in your direction…oh, it's the remains of your weapon…along with the huge, huge monster you used before.
(why did you think it would be any different today)
Your eyes practically bulge out of your eye sockets at the sight. Man, today just wasn't your day, you think before everything is dark.
(just another day in the daily life of a villain in this spicy cesspool that is Miracle City).
Author's note:
Well, where do I start…? This is my first time writing a fic, actually. I'm not really happy with this fic to be honest, but I figured that it would be better to publish something than nothing at all. Gotta start somewhere, right?
El Tigre is one of those shows that ended too soon and is one of the few that I've got… well, inspiration to write for because of all the info the creators dumped on the fandom. I've been thinking of writing for this fandom for the longest time- I originally wanted to post something for the show's 10th anniversary, but… well didn't really make it in time, haha.
Hopefully I'll actually stick around and write as much as I want- I have many ideas I want to put down on paper!
For now this is all, I hope you enjoyed this little ficlet!