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He stood over his newest creation, the echo of his evil laugh lingering for a brief second. Dr. Horrible ran a gloved finger along the length of the shiny new shrink ray. Yes, a shrink ray. The man was nearly giddy with glee; a little boy that woke to find a case of pure cleanesium under the tree on Christmas morning.

He would defeat Captain Hammer for sure now. Once he managed to shrink the hulking hero to the size of a bug it would be just like crushing a roach under his boot. His evil grin was momentarily replaced with a cringe before settling into a small frown. He hoped Hammer wouldn't really crunch like a roach. He hated that crunch; it was such an unsettling sensation.

Maybe the tool would squish, like stomping on a worm. No, a squish would be nearly as unpleasant as a crunch.

It wasn't as if he wanted to actually kill Captain Hammer, really. Perhaps just keep him out of the way. Life would be so much simpler if Hammer would just stay out of the way. He would definitely be in the Evil League of Evil by now if it weren't for the stunningly stupid man showing up to break his inventions and subsequently beat him into oblivion every time the doctor attempted, well, anything.

The evil genius tilted his head slightly, the manic grin returning. Dr. Horrible would capture the hero. The thought of keeping the tiny man in a jar was appealing. Maybe he'd hang a new shelf in his lab. He'd place his little hero-in-a-jar right in the middle of it like a trophy. Or he could set up a terrarium. The thought of keeping his nemesis as a pet was quickly growing on the scientist. He could show it off to all of the other villains. After all, who else had a tiny superhero in an aquarium? Him, that's who.

Well, technically he didn't have a tiny hero in an aquarium yet, but it was only a matter of time.

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