Chapter 2
On the other side of town a storm was brewing. Not outside mind you but inside. Trixie confronted Stingy. The two had moved in together this past spring into a nice apartment but life hadn't been as good as Trixie would have liked it.
"Stingy you're twenty-four for crying out loud! You have to stop this obsession with MINE!" His girlfriend yelled.
"But it's MMIIIIIINE!" The young man rebutted.
"You have a choice, Stingy. It's me or your stuff. What is more important to you?" Trixie laid down the ultimatum. His answer didn't come fast enough.
"That's it Stingy! We're through!" Trixie shouted. Tears began to stream down her face as she raced from their apartment. Stingy stood there unsure if he should follow.
Bessie woke up alone again. Milford hadn't come home again last night. First he forgets their anniversary last week and now he doesn't come home, claiming that the upcoming election is too important. What election? No one ever ran against Milford. She was angry, hurt, and confused. Why was he treating her this way?
Robbie got of bed and walked into the living room. There he found Amanda sitting in his big fuzzy orange chair.
"Can I ask you something?" She wondered.
"Sure just let me take a shower." Robbie said putting the question off.
"Ok. After your shower we'll talk." She agreed. The ex-villain nodded and went down to the bathroom.
About twenty minutes later, Robbie emerged cleaned and dressed for the day. Amanda was still waiting for him in the chair. However, Robbie blew right by his girlfriend and went for the cake sitting on the kitchen counter. Amanda followed him into the kitchen.
"I thought we were going to talk. Lately it seems you've been ignoring me and everything we say to each other is very superficial. Are we going around in circles or…" the girl couldn't bring the thought to her mouth. Robbie almost choked on the cake when she paused.
"We've been together almost four years and I want to know where we're headed." Amanda spit out.
"I don't know." Robbie said without thinking.
"Oh." Amanda said sounding a bit depressed. She walked away from him. Were they not in love anymore? Was their relationship over?
Stephanie, Sportacus, and Joshua were enjoying a quiet breakfast together. The above-average hero and his son were playing the poking game in between bites. Stephanie smiled and noticed how good it felt to actually be eating a meal together. Sportacus observed the look on his wife's face and leaned over to her.
"You know you're pretty cute when you're thinking." He smiled.
"I'm just cute, huh?" Stephanie teased.
"Well most of the time you're not cute." Sportacus laughed.
"Oh really?" She smiled.
"Yeah, you're usually pretty ugly." He taunted. Joshua giggled as if he understood the joke.
"Even my own son thinks I'm ugly! Well take that!" Stephanie said flinging her spoonful of oatmeal at her husband. Sportacus ducked and it hit Joshua's stomach. The toddler laughed and picked up his Cheerios © and flung them at his mother. They missed their intended target and hit Sportacus on the back of the head. In turn the above-average hero flung a piece of apple at Stephanie. Soon it was an all out food fight in the kitchen.
Then their fun was ended when Sportacus' crystal went off. Looking into it he saw Bessie and the Mayor getting into an argument.
"I have to go. I'm sorry." He said.
"But who is going to clean up this mess?" Stephanie asked. Before she could get an answer the above-average hero had run down the hall. After he changed into his blue uniform, Sportacus rushed back down the hall and out the door.
To Be Continued…