Author's Note: This is the last chapter. Sorry for not taking all of your dares. I just want to finish this fic, once and for all.
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"Hold it!" a squad of policemen entered the studio. They took their positions as the commander pulled out a badge. "We're here to take this show off the air."
"What? Why?" Greenie asked, feigning innocence.
"We got a tip. You're an OC, aren't you? You heard about that new bill being passed, right?" the commander circled Greenie. "We also know that you've held the Legion hostage for weeks. That's an interplanetary crime."
"I think you're getting me confused with someone else," Greenie chuckled nervously.
"Hmm, maybe," the commander snapped a pair of pink handcuffs on Greenie. "You're coming downtown with us. Legion! You're free. Go save the universe."
A collective cheer rang out from the Legion as they teleported back to Legion HQ. Greenie was taken to Takron-Galtos for committing the most severe crime in entertainment history.
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"I kinda miss that show..." Cham reminisced.
"Why?" Kell asked.
"It was sorta fun, connecting with the fans, y'know?" Cham replied.
"I see what you mean," Superman agreed.
"You can't possibly insinuate that that monstrosity- that blemish on the face of reality television- was a pleasurable experience!" Brainy responded, shocked.
"To each, his own," Bouncing Boy concluded.
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"What are you in here for?" Greenie asked Empress.
"I tried killing the Legion 7 ½ times, commandeered a few heists, killed a few million people. Nothing too bad," Empress shrugged. "You?"
"I hosted a reality television show on a planet where OCs are banned," Greenie replied somberly.
"That's pretty hardcore," Empress commented, in all seriousness.
"Yeah," Greenie said softly, her mind wandering back to the good ol' days of DARE.
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Well, it's over. Hope y'all enjoyed the fic.