Mako's Message: And here we are, back again with our adorable, psychotic, lovelorn, and hormone riddle Mindy.
This chapter does what it needs to do, so hopefully you'll all like it. After this I think I'm gonna really try and get things moving again.
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I don't know what to do with Angela sometimes. I mean, she is my second best friend but she makes me want to bash my own brains in sometimes.
She just cannot seem to get that with The Motherfucker and his Cunts, as well as the increased gang violence(both in frequency and intensity), and a serial killer on the loose, that this is NOT the time for amateurs to be putting on costumes and hitting the streets. Me? I've been training for this since I was FIVE. Dave had me training him for at least three months before the shit hit the fan, and he'd already had a baptism in fire before all of this. And the current members of Justice Forever proved themselves capable by being the only heroes to walk away from the Times Square Brawl.
Angela? She's a cheerleader. An over-excitable and over-enthusiastic cheerleader(which kind of makes her the perfect cheerleader), but still just a cheerleader. There is NO reason for her to step onto this playing field. There have been so few new heroes coming out since all of this compared to before. Before there was a fucking army of heroes. Now I think there are only three heroes on the streets that started after the Brawl and are still here after the Halloween Riots.
I've told her her about every close call I've had; the bullet burn from Chris, that huge amazon bitch, getting caught under the pool table, the minigun, Nathan Bush, getting pinned behind that truck with Biker Knight, the grenade booby trap. And she STILL wants me to train her and go out with us on patrols.
Today for example, we were sitting in Atomic Comics and Angela started trying to get Dave to talk me into training her. She actually said, "C'mon! I could be the Batgirl to your Batman and Robin."
Then Dave said, "Hey, there is no "Batman" or "Robin" here. We're equal partners."
I can't let an opening like that go so I said, "Oh you are totally my Robin. I should make you change your costume to have short shorts and booties."
Then Angela looked Dave over and said, "Ya know, I wouldn't mind seeing that either." I'd like to say I was surprised by that but I really wasn't.
That's when Marty came in, and Dave said, "Marty! Help! They wanna put me in short shorts and booties!"
Marty stood there and blinked then said, "He really doesn't have the legs for that."
So I grinned at him and said, "It's not his legs I'm interested in," while looking at Dave.
Marty's eyes went wide for a moment and he said, "Wow." then sat down beside me, "Being a teenager really agrees with you doesn't it?" Then he looked me over and said, "Like the new outfit."
I said, "Thank you," and then smiled at Dave like, "See? He can admit it."
See, when Dave finally got to see me in my new clothes, he looked me up and down, looked at me like, "Really?" and then covered his face with his hand and asked, "Marcus let you out of the house like that?"
I smirked at him, cocked my hip and said, "Yes" Which is only partially true. The shirts I bought as cover-ups are long enough that if I button them up they look like they could be dresses, so I buttoned the one I was wearing up before leaving the house. Now, if this was really a dress, it'd be really short, so of course Marcus stopped me when he saw me and said, "You are not going out in that."
So I said, "Geez, I'm wearing shorts underneath," and lifted up the edge so he could see, "No need to spaz out about it." And that seemed to calm him down and he let me leave. I decided to keep it buttoned up until just before I met up with Dave though. He is the only intended target after all.
Anyway, I said, "Marty, I need your help. Tell Angela how dangerous it is to be a superhero, she's not listening to me."
Marty blinked and said, "Uh.." then after a minute said, "There isn't really much to tell. I mean...I was fighting beside Dave and everything was chaos. I couldn't tell what was going on for more than five feet in any direction. And..the next thing I remember is waking up in the hospital four months later.
It might have been a mistake to ask that around Dave; he went stone cold and his mind just went somewhere else entirely. But Marty snapped him out of it. After a few seconds of silence Marty said, "So, when are we going to see the new costume, Boy-Toy Wonder?"
Angela cracked up and Dave just gave him this look and said, "Shut up Marty."
It didn't do anything to make her stop asking us though. She even started saying, "Look, you've made the dangers very clear but I still want to do it, so will you plea~~~~se~~ train me?"
Well, I don't care how informed her decision is. She's not a part of this and I'm not going to let her become one.
