A.N.: Round 2! I've decided to try for a drabble type thing with the theme word being 'Dependants'. Why? I'm not quite sure. But it's a good way to get Cott ideas out of my head and written down.
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Captivated
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He wasn't fully trusted by anyone on the team.
Not that it really bothered him that much, because after all, he had much more important things to do with his time than bother with his so-called friends. Namely, he had to look after himself. If he didn't look perfect, then surely then end of the world was coming.
He was captivated by himself, and it was no secret that he shared almost no love for anything that wasn't himself. If they couldn't understand that, well, they just didn't know him very well. He had to have priorities after all.
Of course, spending all his time locked up in his room, admiring himself but having no other audience, only made the whispers seem that much louder...
"He can't fight his way out of a paper bag!"
"He only cares about himself, he doesn't care about us!"
"Too self-absorbed to notice that his friends need him! What a jerk!"
This was the way it always was, even when he joined his new friends in New Atlantis, fighting off some crazed god who wanted to destroy the world.
Of course, now he knew that he had to look out for himself on occasion, and even more rarely, rescue his friends from whatever ugly beast was after them at the time. He would sometimes end up more than a little rumpled before it was over, but it was always worth it to see them look at him with appreciation, for once.
His priority remained himself, but he was starting to notice that some of the people around him depended on him, once and a while, and he couldn't help but enjoy the feeling. As the Good-Looking-Charm, he had some advantages over the others that he knew they were beginning to recognize. It was a good feeling to be admired by someone other than himself. But he never, never, forgot his mirror while on a mission. A hero had to look good after all.
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More to come... (I hope)