TITLE: Dear you, _. love, Wings ACT 2; "A cape on your ass."
AUTHOR: Pepperrrr
RATING: T for langauge and le eventual violence
PAIRINGS: CM Punk & Wings, Show Off & Wings
WARNINGS: Mary-sueness, superheros, silliness, scott pilgrim vs the world references, nerds, fighting, eventual violence, villians, an oc with weirdness, magic, psychic powers, sailor moon references, this is total crap, lameness, cheesy crap, a blues brothers reference, the usual
P.O.V: Third person.
DATE WRITTEN: April 15th 9:02-9:30
SUMMARY: "Why do you have a cape on your ass?"
AUTHOR NOTES: Next chapter woooah.
This one's fucking short.

She was busy.
BAMF.
SMOOSH.
KRAK.
PAWNCH.
HIYAAA.

And then she was done with her mission with nothing but bruised knees to show for the occasion. And then someone busted through the warehouse roof. What the fuck. The person was a guy, a youngish guy, though probably older than her like everyone else in this business seemed to be.
"I am the Show Off! And I am here to show the world!" He exclaimed loudly, hands on his hips, looking very annoyingly cartoon-like.

Wings blinked her eyes behind her goggles and almost fell on her face from the ridiculousness.
"You're the Show Off.." She had to bite back a groan of embarrassment.
"Yes."
"And you're here to show the world?" She finished the intro, face annoyed and disbelieving that this guy actually existed.

"It sounds alot better when The Cougar does it for me.." He pouted, and Wings rolled her eyes.
"I'm sure it does.." Her eyes drifted around and the Show Off turned around to inspect something, making her see something... ridiculous. "Why do you have a cape on your ass?" She pointed to the object in question.

A pink cape thing attached to the back of his trunks with words on it. She didn't care enough to read them. The man turned around to face her with an almost insulted expression that quickly faded into one of 'duh bitch'.
"It's my asscape.. duh."
"Well excuse me." An awkward silence fell over the two blondes

(she highly doubted he was an actual blonde and she was wearing a wig so)
and it lasted for quite a while before Show Off spoke.
"Wait so who are you?"
"I'm Wings, insert cheesy catchphrase here." She introduced herself, face blank and voice flat. He looked amused in response to it.

She wasn't going for that reaction.
"Nice to meet you Wings." Show Off said, smirking. Wings managed to keep her voice flat and face blank still.
"I know."

The two blondes
(yarite)
talked for a while, mostly with Wings being quick to answer Show Off's questions with one-word answers most of the time.
And then it was time for Showy to leave.
"I won't be as nice next time we meet." He said

(warned)
and he fucking flew
(jetpacked)
through the hole he made in the roof of the warehouse.
What the fuck just happened.

Somewhere else in the city, a while after the events in the other part, Punk's phone buzzed

dear you,
dude i met the weirdest ..hero..villain person today
he's called the show off
and he's 'here to show the world'
god how cheesy is that
and he had an asscape
yeah a fucking cape attached to his ass
i couldn't even
hope your day went well
love,
wings

Eight days later, Wings was on a mission
(from gad)
and it had gone well. She got punched in the stomach, and the face, but she was fine and bleeding but you know. She didn't exactly give a shit. As long as Show Off left her alone today, she was good, bloody nose and all.

But God hated her so he sent the annoying herollain to her to kick her ass. Literally. The bastard went flying through the roof
(doors are cool too bro)
and kicked her square in the ass. She landed on her fucked up face with a shout, and she heard a landing-like clankabove her head.

Wings rolled onto her back and glared at him where he landed on a tall up platform over her head for a short while. "Make up your damn MIND are you here to kiss me or kill me?" She cried up to the hero..villain..whatever.
(what are you?)
She was answered with a smug look and a laugh.

God FUCK YOU.
"Kissing sounds fun." He answered with a smirk. Wings groaned.
"God you creep what is wrong with you are you psychotic or something?"
"If you want psychotic, I can introduce you to The Viper."

"Fuck snakes, I asked you a fucking question!"
"I'm not psychotic, just conflicted."
"Just crazy why are you always bugging me why can't you bug your other comrademies."
Silence.
Silence.
Silence.

"...Did you just mix comrades and enemies?" Show Off asked with an amused grin.
"You're damn right."

Le end of this chapter because I wanted to leave it there