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Normal Date
Garfield stood in front of the meeting place for his date.
He was wearing an actual dress shirt and pants, not a holo-disguise, and wouldn't stop fidgeting with his tie. He was a bit nervous, he wanted for this to go smoothly. That rarely happens for a hero.
I should really get a car. He thought. Waiting for his girlfriend to come and pick him up was a little humiliating. Is she my girlfriend? He asked himself. I don't think we've actually made it official. He'd need to check on that soon.
He was dropped off by Victor, who decided to stay and wait for Rose out of concern for Garfield's safety in such a bad part of town. Yeah, right. He stayed so that he could embarrass his best buddy again. Like a true friend.
He began smiling when he picked up the sound of a strong engine zooming towards him. It was coming down wind so he was able to catch a certain scent.
Rose pulled up, but this time not on her motorcycle. She was driving a 1970's Gran Torino.
"She likes meat, crude jokes and has excellent taste in cars?" Garfield's friend questioned. "How did you score her again?"
Rose, having heard the question, decided to answer honestly.
"Well first he watched me punch out a low class villain." She stated. "Then, he followed me and saved me from attacking a cop that was harassing me. Then he proved he wasn't a wimp and had brass balls."
There was a moment of silence before Victor decided she was joking. He hoped she was joking.
"Alright little lady." Victor spoke up sternly, or tried. "Make sure you have him back by ten, sober and innocent."
Rose smirked as Garfield blushed in embarrassment.
"I'll have him back by ten and sober...enough." She stated shamelessly as she eyed Garfield. "Hop in."
And the poor shape-shifter blushed even harder, though now in excitement. He practically through himself into her car.
"So, where are we going?" He asked, since she planned their night.
"I decided for a cliche." She answered. "A fancy dinner, a good old cheesy movie and a romantic stroll through the park where I plan to have my wicked way with you."
Huh, only way to make it any more cliche would be a picnic somewh-wait. Gar thought as he processed her words. "Wha-"
"Where here." Rose stated, ignoring his surprise.
They were at some fancy restaurant with a name no one could pronounce without an exaggerated accent. The green teen didn't even bother.
"Now for the most painful part of driving to popular places." Rose growled. "Parking!"
True to her enraged statement, it seemed that everywhere on the block was packed. They had to drive further.
I fight ninja, maim and kill people over the world for a large amount money, drink beer with only the deadliest bad-asses! Rose mentally screamed. "Why can't I find a parking spot to eat dinner!?"
"Well-" Whatever he was going to say was cut off when she glared at him.
"Fuck it." She stated as she parked on someone lawn.
"Um, Rose?"
"Leave it, if someone takes it then I have a spare." She stated.
They walked towards the restaurant.
It was eight blocks.
"Oh, candle light with a romantic view." Garfield stated after looking around. "I'm impressed."
"Thank you." Rose chirped before smirking.
"Welcome, I'll be your waiter tonight." Spoke the waiter with a heavy french accent. "Would you like to hear our dessert special?"
"Lay it on us." Garfield spoke.
"Tonight we have a blueberry pie ala mode, using local fresh grown blueberries and homemade french flavored vanilla ice cream."
"That sounds delicious." Rose admitted.
"Thank you, I fertilized the blueberries myself." The waiter stated with a smile.
...
Rose and Garfield sat in silence as they processed the words.
"There's an overpriced grilled restaurant a block from us." Rose stated as they stood to leave.
After ordering an overpriced steak each and wine, since no one carded them for some reason, they decided to make small talk.
"I see you're taking my advice." Rose stated.
"Yep, I now eat things that used to have a soul." Garfield stated.
"You like it." Rose chuckled.
"I do." He admitted. "The flavor is just so...different. Fruits and vegetables are nice and clean, sweet if you're lucky. But too many taste alike, on there own bitter or bland."
Rose nodded. Bored now.
"Alright, let's see your moves."
"My moves?" Garfield asked. He paused as he looked around. "There's no where to dance."
"No, your flirting moves." She stated. "The ones you'll use to get in my pants."
Garfield blushed so hard that it showed through his hologram.
"Sorry to disappoint you, but I don't have any moves like that." He spoke as he fought down his blush and gave her his goofiest smile. "I plan to win your heart with cheesy jokes."
"Well good thing I ordered the wine." Rose stated.
Oh she's good. Gar thought.
"Well what's your relationship like with your folks?" Rose asked curiously. "You've seen mine with dear old dad."
"Well..." He began slowly. "My parents are...dead, they died when I was little."
"I'm so sorry." She stated as she placed her hand on his.
"No, it's okay." He stated with a smile. "They were great. They were scientist, good ones too. They studied animals all around the world, the best part is they took me with them too." He chuckled. "They were never to busy with work to make time for me."
"So where was home for the boy who saw the world?" She asked curious.
"Africa." He answered fondly.
"...Last I checked, I was dating a white guy."
Garfield chuckled at her statement. "I was raised in Africa, but I wasn't born of Africa." He corrected. "I was born somewhere in the states, not that I care too much for it. Africa was home to me."
"Must have been great."
"It was!" He answered. "I was never bored. I was friends with nearly all the villagers and even the Chief, and the forest was always full of some crazy adventure for a kids imagination."
"Ever think of going back?"
Rose saw how suddenly the light seemed to leave his eyes as his smile weakened, but never dropped.
"There's nothing left for me there." He whispered.
Rose noticed the change in his tone. The conversation was taking a turn she wasn't prepared for.
"After I lost them, I had a hard time...until I met the Doom Patrol." Garfield stated.
"Well, you can still look towards the future." She advised. "And it doesn't have to be alone."
Now Garfield became aware of Rose's hand rubbing his leg. It was a comforting manner, it relaxed him. Made him feel that he could trust her. That he could-
Wait a second...He thought.
"Are...are you putting the moves on me?" Garfield asked shocked.
Rose gave him a shit-eating grin as he figured it out.
"Maybe."
BANG-BANG-BANG
"Alright people, you know how this works." Shouted a masked man with a revolver. "Face down, wallets and purses out."
"Why would you rob a buffet?" Asked an employee. "There's a bank just down the street."
All the thief did was laugh.
"Please, a overpriced restaurant packed with families for Sunday dinner and no cops over a monitored building?" He taunted. "Now the exit has been blocked with my men,and their eyes will be on you." He was telling the truth, the exit had two men at the door. "My friend here and I will be around to collect your valuables, so let's please hurry this up."
People began pulling out their money and removing their valuables as one of the men began moving around to collect them.
"I blame you." Rose stated as she glared at the hero.
He reached for his holo-ring. "...I'll-"
"You'll sit there and finish your steak." Rose stated as she continued to eat. "No heroeing tonight."
"But-"
"The only but will be my butt walking out the door if you pull that ring off." She warned.
Now here was a dilemma all heroes faced. The heart vs duty. Now Garfield new that he had to save these people, but when would he ever meet a woman that pulled at his heart like this again. He new it was selfish...but come on! She was hot!
"Hey!"
It seemed that the burglars finally noticed the unorthodox couple. It wasn't hard seeing as they were the only ones not cowering.
"Come on!" Garfield sighed.
He made his way towards them quickly. He aimed the gun high as he pointed it towards Garfield.
"On the ground now!" He shouted before he turned his attention to Rose. "Hello sweet cheeks."
Enough of this. Garfield thought as he stood.
"Hey! I said-are...are you growling?" The criminal asked confused.
Garfield was indeed growling. He was growling at the man that had placed a hand on the one he was so...intoxicated by. This pathetic man that needed weapons. This...runt! This runt that pretended to be strong.
The criminal aimed a gun at the hero's head.
"Listen here you-"
He was silenced as Garfield grabbed the gun by the neck and rammed it as hard as he could into the man's face, breaking his nose. As he fell to the ground, Garfield took the gun and aimed up as he opened fire onto the ceiling.
"Now that I have your attention." He spoke up as all eyes were now on him. "I want you all to leave these fine people here alone and turn yourselves in to the local authorities."
There was a moment of silence before the criminals began laughing. The staff and customers were just shaking their head in disappointment.
"Son, I believe you should just give up now." The leader stated. "You don't honestly think you can shoot all of us do you?"
"No." Garfield admitted as he turned towards the leader, aiming the weapon at him. "But I can shoot you. And I'm sure I can empty enough bullets into you to finish you off before your buddies' can act."
There was a moment of silence as the apparent leader thought the fact over.
"T-That's not how this works." The man stated. "You're sup-"
"Supposed to what!?" Garfield demands. "Be scared, sorry if you don't intimidate me in a town with giant rock monsters and crazed magicians. Disarm you without killing, or any serious damage to you while everyone else has to risk serious damage from a stray bullet? No no no my friend."
"You'd be sharing a cell with-"
"Oh, is self defense a crime now?" Garfield asked sarcastically. "Last I checked, this was America. Hell, I'll probably get a medal for saving these peoples lives and putting you in the dirt."
The leader was sweating now, he looked towards his companions for help. They wouldn't meet his gaze, obviously not wanting Garfield's ire on them, nor the gun.
"You won't get out of this alive!" The man shouted.
"Don't need to." Gar stated coldly. "I just need to make sure you don't as well. If I kill you, your friends will no doubt empty their guns in me, or they better to make sure I stay down," He growled at them. "When they do, they'll be out of bullets.
"Your point?" He asked. "We brought more."
"I'm sure you did." Gar stated with a roll of his eyes. "But how long will it take them to reload?" He asked as he eyed them. "Are they fast enough to do so before the hungry and scared people here set on them? These people, who outnumber you ten to one, want to go home their families." Garfield stated as he motioned to them. "You think a criminal's life is going to matter to them. I'd like to once again state that they may be called a hero." "They'll kill, or at least maim you, then get free publicity."
The criminal looked around at the civilians as they too processed the words, their confidence returning. Some even looked as if they were preparing to spring into action themselves.
"You think we can't kill them?" He asked as he tried putting on a brave face.
"Please, you're a bunch of thugs so pathetic that you couldn't be low level henchmen." Garfield stated. "So you've taken to robbing a restaurant. A. Restaurant! People don't even carry anymore cash than necessary for a decent tip."
"Y-You're just all talk!"
Garfield began walking towards the man.
"That's right, I am a talker. I'm also a jokster." He admitted as he got a foot away from the man. "But you better believe I will empty this clip into you before I let you hurt a single one of these people."
The man looked around for some kind of advantage. There was non, Garfield now had the gun to his chest and he wasn't even breathing hard. He was serious about killing him.
He had no choice, he drop his gun. So did his companions. And as predicted, everyone attacked and restrained the would be villains.
-FIVE MINUTES LATER
"Sir, that was so brave!" Someone stated.
"Weren't you scared?"
"Scared, this is Jump City!" Garfield says with a chuckle. "We have a super powered villain cause massive city destruction every other week. They were just some guys with guns. Normal, non-laser, guns."
Many of the people nodded in agreement.
The young hero returned to his table and sat down in front of Rose, who had continued her dinner, and spoke.
"I'm sor-" He was silenced by her placing a nice wet kiss on his lips.
"I'm not the slightest bit upset." She assured. "If anything, I'm relieved."
"Relieved?" He asked confused.
"Yeah. I don't want to date some spineless hero who's so afraid of being alone that he rolls over to his girlfriend's whims." She explained. "But you also showed compromise in not being heroic in your methods, what you did was mean. I respected that."
He nodded his head in understanding.
"We should go, it'd be bad if we missed our movie, plus we still have the park." Garfield suggested.
Standing up, she offered her arm to him and he took it. The walked out, arm in arm to enjoy their date.
"Hey, you didn't pay!"
And now they were running.
"So what should we see?" Garfield asked as they looked through the movie selection.
"Hm, your choices are," She began. "A horror movie where I pretend to be scared and you be the brave man that makes me feel safe." She began. "A cheesy romance that you try not fall asleep on and show me how sensitive you are. Or," She motioned. "A comedy where we laugh and laugh."
"...I feel if I choose the first two, I'm going to be deemed a jerk trying to play your emotions, but if I don't, I'm lying to myself." He admitted. "But if I choose the last, I won't be able to control myself, I'll laugh and laugh and not pay attention to you when the cliche movie theater make out is supposed to happen.
"Yeah." Rose agreed. "I'm still having you choose, it's all on you."
Damn, she's cold. He thought.
"Action movie it is." Garfield stated as he payed for the ticket.
"Nice choice." Rose stated. "But I love action movies, and I won't be able to control myself, I'll cheer and cheer and not pay attention to you when the cliche movie theater make out is supposed to happen."
She left to get popcorn while the hero stood there.
Damn it. He thought with a sigh. May as well enjoy the movie.
The movie was pretty nice.
Sure, he didn't get to make out with her, but as a couple, that'd be coming along eventually.
And sure, they did get kicked out of the theater because Rose assaulted a man, but he deserved it! He was talking loudly on his cellphone while smoking a cigar that filled the area with a foul stench. not to mention he wouldn't even try to stop his two year old kid from crying.
Yeah, he deserved having the phone broken on his head and his cigar put out on his face. All while his kid watched.
At night, it was peaceful, people wanting to relax after a long day would stroll through the park to clear their minds.
Garfield and Rose were laying on the ground in a nice secluded field staring into the night sky.
"I wish we weren't in the city." Garfield suddenly said. "Then you could really see the stars."
"I didn't bring you here to look at stars." Rose stated as she crawled on top of him. "I just wanted you alone so that I could have my wicked way with you. Over and over again."
Long gone was his embarrassment, now it was all excitement. He had been waiting patiently for this moment for since he met her.
He placed his arms on her waist as she began straddling him. A gentle rocking motion to coax his soldier to stand at attention. It didn't take long. Next, she reached her hand low and-
Out of nowhere, a man jumped from the bushes. He was wearing a large coat and had a lot of facial hair that covered his face.
The sudden appearance of this stranger caused them to jump apart and stand up, ready for anything.
"Hey!" He spoke in a harsh whisper as he looked around frantically. "Give me my wallet."
"Uh, where is it?" Garfield asked.
"In your pocket!" The man stated harshly as he pulled out a knife.
Garfield and Rose looked at each other and shook there heads in disappointment.
Rose pulled out a gun and aimed it at the man. He dropped the knife as he raised his hands in surrender.
"Let's try this again." Rose spoke slowly. "Now, you're going to crawl back into whatever hole you just jumped from, I'm going to lean into his arms for a kiss and we are going to be on our merry way, understand?"
The man nodded as he slowly backed away.
"We can't let him go Rose, he might-" He was silenced by a well placed kiss. "That's very nice and all, but he could hurt som-" She tried again, this time wetter and a little more aggressive. Garfield was in a small daze before he shook himself from it. "Please Rose, this could be impo-"
Enough! She mentally snarled.
Rose grabbed the back of his head and pulled him into her arms and leaned him back, like in some salsa dance, and kissed him. The time very aggressively and made sure to add a lot of tongue twisting to it.
When she finally pulled back for air, with an audible smack of her lips, she turned to the hero. He had a goofy grin on his face and his mind seemed to be elsewhere.
He was brought back from his kiss high by an annoying buzz coming from his pocket. He sighed as he pulled out his communicator and took a single look at it.
"Bad news?" She asked.
"Alarm to let me know that our date is almost over, and that I have patrol duty tonight." He stated annoyed.
Rose groaned in frustration, straddling him had got her going as well. Now this!
"Hey, since our date was a bust...again, how about a ride?" Garfield asked.
"I would love a ride, but for what I have planned we don't have tim-" She was silenced when he removed his ring and changed back into his green self. Transforming into a pterodactyl, he lowered himself down and signaled for her to get on. "Oh, that's what you meant."
He nodded his head, blushing as well.
Climbing on, she wrapped her arms around his neck firm enough to hold, but not enough to chock him. With a single flap of his wings, they were airborne.
So this is what it's like to fly. She thought as she felt the wind in her face. No wonder all those super powered people love it.
She had flown on planes, and jets, like any other person and enjoyed it, but it was nothing compared to this. Rose could actually feel the air, the wind in her face and freedom of it all. And she knew that she was just getting a taste of it.
And all too soon, it was over. They were at her parked car. Luckily, it had not been stolen or towed after being parked on someone's lawn.
There was a moment of silence as they sat in the car and waiting for the stroke of ten. They had about ten minutes.
"So, how was flying?" Gar asked.
Rose answered by leaning in and giving him a small kiss. Then another. Then another, heavier one. Then a long one, they began grabbing each-other. Roaming each-other.
Her hands went lower.
-ZI~IP-
"Hey y'all, how was-"
Victor was greeted to the sight of a gun barrel.
"You just keep right on going." Rose ordered. "A five minute walk around the block and he'll be all yours."
Victor looked at the gun in his face and back to the couple. Part of him should be worried what would happen in those five minutes, the other was curious.
He wasn't blind! He could see how his best friend's pants were undone. How Rose was leaned over into his lap. The flushed look on their faces. It was easy to figure out what was happening. But the gun raised a few eye brows!
You know, five minutes isn't much. The cybernetic hero strolled off while whistling. I'll give him seven.
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