Kid Regressor reader who thinks the Z-Team is so cool and wants to be around them/hear their stories all the time. Z-Team is baffled by this because why would any kid want to look up to them or think they're cool.
(This team deserves to have an innocent soul love them for who they are 🥹)
(Omfg this idea sounds so cute!!)
🤍CG! Z-Team + Little! Y/N🤍
Y/N always wanted to be a superhero. It's been one of their dreams for as long as they could remember. In a world of civilians and heros, they were among the civilians. But that didn't stop them from dreaming about what it would be like to be a hero!
Most regressors at the care facility feared the Z-Team because they used to be villains, but that didn't bother Y/N in the least.
In fact, they even dreamed of being apart of the Z-Team. They knew everything about them, even their dispatcher, Robert. They truly believed that they did so much good for the city.. despite them being past villains. And they wished that they could thank them in person for everything that they've done.
That's why, every day, they keep a small drawing in their backpack. A drawing of them and all the Z-Team members together saving the day.
And today? It was no different.
The care facility was taking the regressors on a walk around the city, just to get their energy out for the afternoon.
Y/N was ecstatic, they loved going on walks! They packed their backpack and put the drawing inside a safe folder, then zipped it up.
One of the assistant workers asked, a kind and warm smile on her face.
Y/N nodded and put their backpack over their shoulders,
They announced, but the assistant frowned when she saw the backpack yet again. Y/N always brought it with them.
"Y/N.. maybe we should leave your backpack in your room."
Y/N furrowed their eyebrows at that comment,
"It's just a small walk. We don't need anything for it, I promise. Besides, some of the other regressors might get jealous of your cute backpack!"
She kept an optimistic tone in hopes to be convincing, but Y/N shook their head.
"Can't. Hafta bring it just in case I see Z-Team. Today might be the day.. can feel it!"
They smiled excitedly, which only made the assistant sigh. She simply nodded and held out for their hand, leading them to the rest of the group. Y/N always said that whenever she insisted to leave the backpack behind.
Their insistence of seeing a group of heros was heartwarming, yet disheartening at the same time. It felt like she was building false hope by allowing them to bring the backpack along every time.
But eventually, Y/N was in line with all the regressors from their group, then started to head out the facility in a single file line, like usual.
It was a bright and sunny day outside, a typical day in California. Y/N sweated a bit from the beaming sun on their forehead, but focused on the atmosphere of the area.
They saw birds, lots of littles and caregivers together on walks, parks, some ducks in a pond..and tons of buildings.
But within that time, Y/N got very distracted. They noticed a small line of ducks that were going over to the park.. they needed to follow them!
They giggled and left the line.. nobody noticed. They followed the ducks as they waddled over to the grass.
"Where 'ou goin' duckies?"
They asked, tilting their head a bit.. they didn't exactly get an answer when the ducks simply quacked.
They smiled and bended down to get a better view of them,
"Isn't 'ou home in the pond? I saw duckies there earlier."
They asked, "Don't worry! I can help.. 'ou.."
Y/N paused when they didn't hear the distant chatter anymore from their group. They quickly perked their head up.. everyone was gone. They got left behind.
Y/N whimpered and stood up, clutching to the straps of their backpack. They called out for the assistants, but there was no answer. They called out for their friends, but there was no answer.
They sniffled and whimpered.. a feeling of impending doom in their chest.
But Y/N remembered what to do in times like this.. if they ever got lost, the assistants told them all the time to stay in the same spot and don't move, and someone will find you.
But how long would that take? Minutes? Hours..?! Days!
Y/N couldn't help but whimper at the thought.. tears started to spill down their cheeks. Caregivers and civilians were staring, wondering why a regressor was crying in the middle of the park. But nobody came of aid.
Y/N started to sob a bit and shakingly fell to the grass, their knees buckling from fear.
They didn't want to stay in the same spot.. but that's what they were supposed to do.
They cried, and cried..until they felt strong arms lifting them up. Y/N froze in instant panic. They screamed and closed their eyes, worried that they were being stolen.. they needed to fight like a hero would.
"N-no!! No no!! Get off!!"
They babbled frantically, "L-lemme go!! Lemme go!!"
"Aye! Jesus, no need to kick me right in the chest, kid! How's a pint like you so strong?"
..Y/N paused at the voice. It was familiar and distinct.. one they've never heard in front of their face, but on the TV.
They hesitated.. but hesitantly opened their eyes..
They couldn't believe it.
They couldn't believe who was in front of them.. Punch Up.. was holding them..right now.
Y/N couldn't even form words.. was this really really happening right now?
They couldn't even answer the question, they just stared up at Colm with wide eyes.
Colm coughed as they held them, "..You alright there? Hit your head or somethin?"
Again, Y/N didn't answer. Their eyes were just shimmering with admiration.
Colm sighed and pressed his finger to his ear piece,
"I gottem, Robert. Imma bring them back to SDN though.. somethin's wrong I think."
"No, no.. jus' starin' at me like a lost puppy."
Colm held Y/N a little tighter, then started to make his way to SDN.
Y/N was just apart of a successful dispatch.
"Punch-Up, even a regressor is taller than you."
Victor chuckled, which made Colm roll his eyes.
He grumbled and placed Y/N down on a chair.. the whole Z-Team was there.
Y/N could feel like they could burst from excitement.
Flambae.. Sonar.. Prisim.. Invisigal.. Coupé.. Golem.. Punch Up.. Malevola.. everyone!
Courtney asked, furrowing her eyebrows at the regressors plain yet expressive face.
"Dunno, maybe just nervous. They haven't said a word since-"
Y/N finaly blurted out.. which caught everyone off guard.
Colm looked up at everyone in shock,
"I swear that's the first word they've spoke since I've got them."
"Z-Team! Z-Team!! It 'ou guys!!"
Y/N squealed and wiggled excitedly in their chair, they couldn't believe what they were seeing! It didn't even feel real!
Before anyone could even ask any questions, Y/N started to babble on in excitement.
"I-I watch 'ou guys on TV lots..! Have lotsa posters.. and toys.. and I know lotsa bout-"
Chad placed a hand over their mouth to stop them from rambling,
He raised an eyebrow in surprise, then looked at the rest of the team.
"Regressors know who are? For real?"
He asked in a bit of shock, Alice just shrugged.
"Maybe they've just seen us off someone's screen before."
Y/N huffed and shook their head with a smile,
They spoke through Chad's hand, slowly pulling it off their face.
"I really do know! I love 'ou guys so, so much!"
They babbled, then pointed at Chad with their finger.
They announced proudly, " 'Ou make cool fires and stuff.. they super big and strong.. a-and always save the day!"
Then they pointed to Alice,
"And 'ou Pwisim! 'Ou have the prettiest hair ever.."
They complimented, "And 'ou sing really goods.. and make biggg lights with 'ou hand, like bam!"
Then without missing a beat, Y/N named all of the Z-Team members from memory, then listed every fact they knew about them.
They knew that Victor loved Williem Vanderstenk, that Colm and Janelle took down eighteen men by themselves, that Malevola got a group of people to worship her in seconds, that Courtney has asthma despite needing to hold her breath for her power to work, and they knew everything Golem's mud like body was made up of.
..To put it in short, the Z-Team was shocked.. and very flattered.
"..Kids knows their stuff."
Malevola mumbled, a small smirk forming on their face.
"Shit, I didn't even know half that shit about myself. I post way too damn much."
Alice chuckled, looking at Y/N with an impressed expression.
"I didn't even know we had fans.."
Janelle mumbled, "Much less a regressor even knowing who we are."
Bruno, without warning, picked up Y/N and held them close to his chest.
He mumbled in his loud voice.
"Is that shit even allowed?"
"Shut up! That's not important right now, I have a better question."
Chad interrupted and went close to Bruno, then tilted his head at Y/N.
"You said you have action figures of us.. where'd you get those from? I need a mini-me asap."
Y/N blushed a bit at the question.. they sort of not told the full story when they said that.
"Well.. they no real toys.."
They mumbled, "M-made it myself.. outta paper.. no really have lotsa toys, but I like the ones I made."
That answer disappointed the Z-Team a little, not a whole lot, but enough for one of them to groan about it.
"Damn.. I was going to buy at least fifteen of myself."
Victor huffed, crossing his arms. "That's a purchase for another day, I guess."
Y/N quickly perked up when they had a sudden thought, they took their backpack of their shoulders and started to rummage through it.. they had something that was somewhat close to their toys at the facility! Their drawing!
Y/N brought it out and held it out for everyone to see,
"T-this kinda like the toys I have..! I jus' drew it so it's like a picture.."
They blushed a bit and pointed to themselves in the middle,
"That me.." then pointed to everyone else on the paper,
"An' that 'ou guys.. I sorry it no like the toys I made.. but I promise it super close!"
The Z-Team was stunned silent.. they couldn't believe at how cute this damn regressor was. It was like they had a number one fan.. and they were eating it all up.
"This makes us famous, right?"
Malevola asked, somewhat jokingly, somewhat serious.
"Damn right it does, it's like personal merchandise."
Courtney smiled and looked at the drawing closer,
Then all of a sudden, the Z-Team started to surround themselves around Bruno, looking at the regressor in his arms.
All of them bombarding Y/N with questions, praises, and even compliments.
Y/N's eyes started to water with happy tears.. they never thought they'd be able to see the Z-Team.. ever. Seeing them on TV was amazing, but seeing them in person meant something more personal. It made them feel fulfilled and their heart swollen with happiness.
All those nights of dreaming on shooting stars, shaking magic eight balls, and carrying that drawing all around was all worth something.. they couldn't wait to rub it in everyone's faces when they went back to the facility.
Not only did the Z-Team have a number one fan, but they had the cutest number one fan of all time.. that gave them the biggest bragging rights of all time, right?
"So.. who's your favorite?"
Chad asked, leaning his arm on Y/N's shoulder with a cocky smirk,
"Surely it's me, since you drew me the damn best."
"And what makes you think you'd be anyone's favorite?"
Janelle huffed, "What's cool about fire? Technique is far more impressive."
"Technique ain't impressive when it goes against style, Coop."
Alice crossed her arms confidently, "It's definitely me they like best, no contest."
"All you can do is make light come out your damn hands, lame."
"All you do is go damn invisible!"
Alice clapped back.. then sure enough, the Z-Team started to argue on who Y/N would think is the best.
In all honesty, Y/N loved all of the Z-Team equally.. but they knew that wouldn't be a good enough answer. So they just watched the chaos and giggled.. enjoying the company of their new friends.
