Always with The Pretty Faces
By Ms. Kinnikufan
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters.
I swear to God I'm not the one to fall for super-villians. I'm smarter then that, I know it will only lead to heartache for the both the hero and the villain. Well, at least the hero.
Unless, of course, one switches sides. But that's something I don't believe you should do just for love. If you're on the good side that is. If you're the bad side, well, then love could be the ultimate redemption then.
But, damn it! Super-villianesses are an entirely different story. No man alive can control me or my mind. But a villianess with a pretty face has great power over me, even if ain't one of her abilities. And it just so happen a lot of the super-villianess are incredibly sexy: Poison Ivy, Harley Quinn, that crazy Godiva lady...I could go on and on.
But this Blackfire girl, God, she took not only the cake, but the pie, cookies and everything else that a fine quality bakery could have.
It was a jewel store robbery. I went, thinking it would be just an everyday jewel store robbery foil: shrink, surprise villain with my amazing strength and agility, defeat villain, cart off villain to jail.
She was a beauty. Long luscious black hair and dark purple eyes. I could understand why she would want to adorn herself with sapphires and diamonds.
She was just a pretty face, I told myself. Not someone you could or would want to date. She would only break your heart. So don't get distracted. She just a pretty face.
I think she could sense that I found her hotter the a jalapeno in hell.
"Why hello...Honeybee." she said almost with affection. Almost flirtatious even.
"It's Bumblebee!" I retorted, shrinking and tried to give her a sucker punch.
She dodged, and try to swat at me (the normal action of people trying to defeat me).
I did my usual ducking and dodging. A normal me/villain fight.
It would have been nothing special. Too bad she was something special.
I found myself staring at her breasts. This gave her the distraction she needed.
"Aren't you the little pervert," She commented, crushing me in the palm of her hand.
I went to full size to more easily recover. Big mistake. She then gave me a good blast.
I groaned lying there very singed and bruised. A
She departed with an almost friendly wave "Ta-Ta for now...honeybee!"
As the proper authorities chewed me out, I thought: This always happens with the pretty faces. Always.