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Chapter 3

Winning

A ten-year-old boy with wild brown hair, a metal left arm, robotic right eye and laboratory smock smiled wickedly as he felt the Miracle City breeze blow across him. Dr. Chipotle Jr. stood on a rooftop of a building, his hands folded neatly behind his back admiring the cityscape as the wind played with his hair and smock. For being nearly four o'clock, the streets below were unusually empty. But a crash of metal and glass gave the reason for such lonely streets.

Dr. Chipotle Jr. was letting his guacamole monster burn of its energy; his father had been too busy to take it for a walk. What better playground than the city?

Suddenly a familiar rumble came to the boy's ears. Dr. Chipotle Jr. lit up with joy as he spun around, hungrily searching the air. Seconds later SHE emerged from the weave of buildings. A stream of thick, black smoke left her jet pack as the afternoon sun shown off of her glossy black and purple helmet. And she was coming right for him.

He wasn't sure how many times he shouted and waved his arm by the time Black Cuervo tackled him. And he wasn't sure how many times they rolled before he was hauled to his feet and kissed. The boy wrapped his arms around her and kissed her back. Six months of this and Dr. Chipotle Jr. would admit that he'd gotten to be a better kisser. Those sharp talons only touched his back and head; it was a feeling of being cradled in the claws of an eagle. Birds… Dr. Chipotle Jr's obsession for half a year now.

Finally Cuervo broke the kiss and mulled her lip; something she did every time she kissed him.

"Buenos dias, Black Cuervo." Dr. Chipotle Jr. greeted, pulling the girl into his metal arm's clutches. He spun her and dipped her.

He saw her pale face flush red from under that purple eye mask as he gave another purr.

"We've GOT to keep meeting like dis, short-stuff." The girl tittered back. Dr. Chipotle Jr. let his girlfriend back to her feet.

"Dr. Chipotle Jr. says so, mi vida." The preteen supervillain agreed, tickling her chin with a gloved finger. Cuervo giggled giddily.

She punched him in the arm.

"What are chu doing out here?" The teen supervillainess questioned, gesturing to the high rooftop. "I know chu don't like heights."

The girl gave him a mischievous expression that Dr. Chipotle Jr. couldn't help but grin to.

"Dr. Chipotle Jr. is just letting my monster run around before Dr. Chipotle Jr. goes home." He answered, tossing a thumb at the shaft of smoke coming from the building his guacamole monster was destroying.

Black Cuervo nodded yet her smile never altering. Dr. Chipotle Jr. found her smile irresistible as he reached out to her again.

"But if going to high places means getting you back into Dr. Chipotle Jr.'s arms-" the preteen pulled her close and moved with her, dancing to some unheard music that was pounding in his ears. "-Dr. Chipotle Jr. doesn't mind at all."

The teen girl giggled even louder as she stepped in rhythm with him.

"Chur words are always sweeter than azúcar, short-stuff." She beamed, closing her eyes as he spun her. Dr. Chipotle Jr. grinned at her.

"For you, mi amore, anything." The ten-year-old returned, dipping her again, their lips only inches apart. But suddenly they heard something that sounded like a violin being shredded by lawn mower.

Lips still puckered, both supervillians glanced up and saw the superhero El Tigre standing just by the building's edge, someone's cable TV antenna in his claws, strangling it with such much anger that he'd warped it into a tangle. Dr. Chipotle Jr.'s face darkened as he let Black Cuervo up and stood protectively in front of her.

"Your timing is horrible, as usual El Tigre." The pint-sized scientist glowered. "Now how do you want your molecules? Scrambled or fried?"

With a menacing click, the boy's metal hand transformed into a big red orb that began to glow as he raised his aim to his most hated enemy. El Tigre dropped the TV antenna, the tuffs of white fur on his mask twitching. Manny Rivera looked past Dr. Chipotle Jr. to Black Cuervo, who too, was glowering at him.

"I can't understand WHY you like this little weirdo!" El Tigre shouted at the teen villainess, hands in the air. "I can smell his breath from WAY over here!"

A tic of fury came to Dr. Chipotle Jr.'s eye as his laser blaster glowed brighter. But the teen hero continued his rant, marching forward.

"He's short, half robot and you can do a million times better!" El Tigre continued, waving wildly. Cuervo narrowed her red-violet eyes at the boy, his resentful words still fresh in her mind.

"What's de matter Tigre? Jealous?" To Zoë, that word left her mouth like a ray of sunshine; payback never sounded so sweet. And she relished the look of honest and pure jealousy slam onto Manny's masked face.

"Jealous? El Tigre? Never!" He spat back, fists clenched so tight his knuckles nearly left his sockets. His anger only spiked when Dr. Chipotle Jr. guffawed at him.

"You are SO!" The mini mad scientist pointed at him, never biting down a mocking laugh. Manny raged when he saw Dr. Chipotle Jr. wrap an arm around Cuervo, pull her tightly against him and smile like he couldn't be stopped.

"Am not!" The teen wonder raked his teeth together. Dr. Chipotle Jr. rolled his crimson eye.

"Pfft! Are so." The pint-sized supervillain scoffed.

"Am not!"

"Are so."

"Am NOT!"

"Are… SO! Cuervo is mine, El Tigre; get over it." The ten-year-old challenged. "You lost to the better man."

Manny lost his temper. The teen super snarled and bolted forward, those metal claws glistening with speed. Diego and Zoë barely had time to jump apart before El Tigre sliced the air between them. Dr. Chipotle Jr. fired a shot from his blaster and caught Manny in the side. The teen yelped at the sting and tripped. On his knees, he punched the rooftop and he growled.

"Lucky shot!" El Tigre fumed, jumping to his feet again, seeing red. The pint-sized scientist chortled.

"Lucky THIS, Tigre!" A volley of super-heated laser fire followed. Manny strained to move out of Dr. Chipotle Jr.'s crosshairs.

Dancing about as laser blasts peppered around his feet, the teen hero slowly gained ground on the mini mad scientist. With a final pounce, Manny balled a fist and drove it across Dr. Chipotle. Jr.'s face. The ten-year-old reeled, falling to the roof hard. El Tigre jumped onto the boy, pinning his laser blaster to the ground. Both rivals had a second to glare each other down before the teen hero raised his claws above his head.

Suddenly another laser blast hit Manny on the back of his poised hand; it was Black Cuervo. The boy exclaimed in pain, clutching his smoking wrist to his stomach. Dr. Chipotle Jr. saw his window. Shoving his laser orb into Manny's chin, the hero was thrown off of him. El Tigre flew into the air some distance. Dr. Chipotle Jr. had a clear shot to end the fight. But Cuervo's jet pack filled his ears. In hawk-like style, the villainess seized El Tigre in mid air and yanked him upwards. Diego smirked as he held his jaw and watched Black Cuervo fly off with the teen hero. Manny Rivera was dead meat.

Zoë gunned her engines as she shot straight up into the sky, making El Tigre's ride as uncomfortable as possible. The thirteen-year-old girl was angry, reasonably so. El Tigre was jealous of Dr. Chipotle Jr. It disgusted her. It disgusted her as it made old feelings rear their ugly head. She should have learnt her lesson by now! She should know that Manny Rivera was a chronic heartbreaker! Zoë was dating Dr. Chipotle Jr. anyway! But the thirteen-year-old villainess still had ghosts of feelings for Manny Rivera; though she tried to deny it. And that made the feelings of guilt fester inside of her.

Suddenly Cuervo spotted a flag pole of a seventy-story building. A twisted smile came over her face as she plunged for it.

Faster than Manny could react, he was strung up by his underwear. He dangled there nearly three hundred feet above the ground, the pain and humiliation, excruciating.

"Don't worry El Tigre!" He heard Black Cuervo snarl. "I hear dat gatos land on their feet!"

With a wicked cackle, the bird-based supervillain flew off. Manny held in a scream of pain. He'd lost again to Cuervo and Dr. Chipotle Jr. Could those two not be stopped?

By the time Zoë dropped back onto her rooftop, Dr. Chipotle Jr. was summoning his guacamole monster. With a shrill whistle, the ten-year-old called his rampaging creature. Dr. Chipotle Jr. looked over the city's horizon as he felt Zoë standing next to him. The ten-year-old smirked as he saw a green mass lumber toward the building.

"El Tigre should know better than to pick fights with us, huh, mi vida?" Dr. Chipotle Jr. turned to look at Cuervo only to see her staring at his cheek. He bashfully placed his glove over the now-forming bruise. "It's nothing, Cuervo. Dr. Chipotle Jr. has taken much worse."

His crimson eyes fell to their feet, feeling a hint of embarrassment over Manny's cuff. But Zoë took his hand from his cheek and placed a soft kiss over his battle mark.

"Dis is why I am here, querito." The girl whispered into his ear. "We are partners. Thanks for letting me have de last punch."

It wasn't like Zoë to be so mushy without casting in some flirting, but Diego wasn't complaining. He smiled and closed his eyes, hugging his girlfriend, pleasantly oblivious to the look on her face. Zoë's inward battle between her feelings for El Tigre and Dr. Chipotle Jr. surfacing on her expression. She cuddled close to him and inhaled the onion and garlic on his clothes, trying to drown out the uncertainty inside her. It worked.

A timid but deafening growl broke the moment. Cuervo and Dr. Chipotle Jr. parted and looked up to see the guacamole monster peering at them.

"Bad timing, monster!" The ten-year-old mad scientist shook his head. The food-based creature just yawned in return.

Diego chuckled and turned to his querita.

"Dr. Chipotle Jr. will see you shortly then, baby." He grinned wolfishly at her, his robotic eye shining in the evening sunlight. Zoë punched him in the arm.

"I will give chu thirty minutes. And if chu don't show for our study date… I'll come and get you." She smiled, walking her talons up the front of his smock. Dr. Chipotle Jr. swallowed hard.

"B-Bueno… Dr. Chipotle Jr. will then… uh… see you." His face was turning dark red, he could feel it. Zoë laughed at him, making it worse.

"Adios, short stuff." She cooed, opening her Cuervo wings and jumping into the air. In a blast of exhaust and heat, the thirteen-year-old villainess left him there.

Dr. Chipotle Jr. let out a jovial if a little love-struck giggle before turning to his guacamole monster.

"Home… NOW!" He commanded, snapping his fingers and pointing. The creature did as it was told, curling a hand around its tiny master and making its way toward the Miracle City docks.

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