I tiredly smacked at my alarm as it rang. I wasn't ready to face the blond flirting mess again. Mara, I'm overjoyed to see, but Lutz yeah not so much. He was nice yeah, but doesn't change what he does for fun. I weakly tried to brush out the curly lemon mess on my head. I almost couldn't see my eyes from how closed they were due to sleep deprivation. I did my best to cover the bags under my eyes and dress in something simple but nice for Mara. I opened my front door only for 'Magencubus' to standing all dressed up in front of me.
"I forgot how dirty your outfit is when I asked you to do this…" I mumbled tiredly. Lutz laughed slightly and handed me a cup of coffee. I looked at him confused. "Also why are you here?"
"It's clean swear… we wouldn't want to cause Mara more pain, and for you to be unable to keep heros out till I'm done. I figured we could walk there together… for your own safety. You're scary but small and easy to take control of." He said turning to walk off the porch. I slowly took a sip, and my eyes widened.
"This is my favorite… how-"
"I'm not smart, but I got friends that could ruin your life with a few buttons remember that." I just nodded my head enjoying my overly sweet coffee. Lutz and I walked in silence for a while.
"Hey who was the dud with red eyes watching us all night?" Lutz looked confused for a bit then his face fell.
"Oh fuck that was Luc- I mean Crimson!" I raised an eyebrow at the almost slip up but shrugged it off.
"Crimson… Didn't know a villain was going by just Crimson." Lutz rolled his eyes.
"There's not but Crimsonstroke is such a damn mouth full. Don't know why the media picked it." I tensed up slightly.
"Are you telling me the number one killer in the city was stalking us than haunted my dreams with his forever stare."
"He is normally more to himself, he also doesn't interact with people much so if it helps… He probably just wanted to talk sugar."
"It doesn't thanks though."
"Also did you say Luccciiiiiimsonstroke was haunting your dream he'll be so red when I tell him that." I facepalmed disappointed with myself for letting that one slip. Also annoyed with his messy name fix.
"So Crimsonstrokes real name is Lucy then? Isn't that a girl name?"
"It's not Lucy okay!"
"But you've almost said it and did say it?" He frowned annoyed and walked a little faster.
"His name isn't Lucy… Crimson would probably kill you if you called him that honestly. Most girly name someone can call him is "LuLu" and Ink Sac can only say it cause they're related." So Crimsonstroke and Ink Sac two well-known villain are related. One murders corrupted businessman/women, while the other steals from them. Everyone is pretty sure that Ink Sac gives all the stolen money to charities for deformed children since one gets a massive donation after each thief. Crimsonstroke just kills men/women who overwork their people, gets out of taxes, wrongly buy other people companies, and sue small businesses similar to them and buy out judges to win ownership or something.
"Are they brothers, father, and son? What is it?"
"Why the fuck would I tell you? You can't bat your eyes to win this fight either beautiful!"
"Fair enough… I was just thinking about all of the crimes you all have done, and well… you're all bad guys, but don't have bad intentions do you?"
"...We were all tired of the world getting hurt… No one should ever hurt like we all had to at one point." I'll admit I was taken back by his answer. I sped up a little to walk next to him again. Before he could complain I wrapped my arm around his.
"Let go make Mara hurt less then Magencubus." He looked at me shocked, but just let me lead him in silence to the hospital. It went fine till we actually got to said hospital. I wasn't informed that the Animal Whisperer was planning on seeing children today.
"OI MATE GET BACK THAT BE MAGENCUBUS HE'S GONNA CUT YER HEART OUT BEFORE I CAN CALL MY FRIENDS OUTBACK" His Australian accent was calmer than it use to be thankfully.
"I'm sorry mister Whisperer, but he is to be protected until he meets his child just like you," I explain dragging Lutz to the elevator with me.
"BUT HE BE THE GROSSEST VILLAIN WHO'S GONNA WANNA SEE HIM! OUT MY WAY MATES GOTTA PROTECT THE SICKLY!" I quickly pushed Lutz into the elevator telling him the room number before I pushed the floor button. The Animal Whisperer grabbed my collar looking at the shut doors worried.
"Has he hurt you mate! You went bonkers and let him up to see the sickly kids! You must be mad!" He exclaimed shaking me kind of roughly actually.
"I'm just trying to make my sick wish child happy sir, and if that meant protecting him from you then so be it. The cops know he's here so no need to worry. We've all made a deal." He shoved me to the floor. For a hero, he's worse than Lutz. Which is really sad honestly.
"You forgot to tell me and my mate in the hero community that Villains seeing our sick fans was a thing now. We had told you that all you lost your minds. Gonna tell them all Make A Wish Foundation turned into a joke." I sighed sadly watching the hero storm away from me and worried people. A sweet elderly lady helped me up and brushed me off some.
"If anything can get to a cold heart it's an ill child, my dear, keep up the good work." She said slowly walking away.
"If a villain makes my kids happy then I don't care what the heroes think," I mumble to myself, and finally going join Lutz and Mara.
The meeting with Lutz and Mara went over better than anyone thought. Besides me. I knew Lutz was going to treat her like a little princess he was too nice of a guy. It turned out that a lot more kids wanted to see villains actually. So now I was proclaimed 'The Villainous Wisher'. Lutz was right these people do make weird nicknames. I've gotten a large number of requests done with Lutz's help. He knew more villains than I expected him to. I was actually worried about my next case just because of who the villain was related to. Some poor disabled kid wanted to thank the donor himself Ink Sac. Now Ink isn't that bad it's Crimsonstroke I'm worried about having to run into. If they're as normal as Lutz is than family will mean at least something to the two of them.
"Oh I'm going to regret this, I just know it," I mumbled grabbing my phone to call the flirty blond. Turns out we both had the same worry over whether or not meeting Ink was a good idea or not. This is for a kid though so we swallowed our worries, and got the meeting for Ink and I planned. I said as many prayers for the meeting to go over good as I could. When the night came turned out our worries were right.