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T-Mobile Sidekick commercial featuring Snoop Dogg (2004)

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Tutorial - The Sidekick64 Expansion for the Commodore 16 and VIC-20 (German)

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T-Mobile Sidekick II mobile phone 2004 (x)

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History

For a fully coordinated mission with the whole team, it sure went bad very quickly.

Though that did tend to happen when you unknowingly walk your team straight into a supervillain’s den. It didn’t take long to realize that they were outmanned and outgunned, surrounded and deep inside enemy territory. Regrettably, but without much choice, Leader had given the order for the team to surrender. They had all been ordered to the floor and left kneeling in an arc facing an ominous door. They all hung their heads, trusted to cooperate based on silent threat alone.

Except Sidekick, apparently. Hero noted through lowered eyes that Sidekick was flanked by two henchmen, each with a vice-like grip on their shoulders. Their hands had been bound behind their back, despite the fact that they had done nothing to warrant it and none of the other members of the team had received the same precautions. Sidekick sat calmly without question, somehow still earning the wary looks of every guard stationed around the large room. The rest of the team went largely ignored as they exchanged questioning glances.

Hero themselves was wracking their brain to make sense of the situation, but the door heaved upon before they had a chance to form any sort of an explanation.

Supervillain was as strong and imposing as his name suggested. He was a pretentious-looking man—clean-shaven and crisply clothed—with an attitude to match. A gnarly jagged scar stood out across his face, often cited as his most defining physical feature. Hero would add that he also had a glare that could cut down cities, and right now it was directed at one specific member of their team.

To Hero, it didn’t make sense.

None of them were any direct match for Supervillain, least of all Sidekick. They weren’t healthy enough for the field; they were just tech support. Strictly in-office. Well, usually. There was no conceivable reason to keep them here, especially restrained as they were.

Leader, always looking out for the team’s well-fare even in the worst of positions, immediately tried to start bargaining for their most vulnerable member.

“We will continue cooperate. Under one condition.”

The Supervillain released a distracted hum.

“You release Sidekick.”

Leader clenched their jaw after presenting the demand.

“Is that so?”

Supervillain didn’t even turn his head towards Leader. To their credit, Sidekick didn’t turn away either, though Hero had no idea how they managed it. Hero could hardly manage that level of stoicism in the Supervillain’s presence.

Hero chimed in, reasoning, “Let them go. They’re harmless to you.”

Supervillain’s eyes narrowed inexplicably at that. Simultaneously, said member of the team scoffed.

“His face would beg to differ.”

Hero turned a surprised gaze to find their sidekick shooting a rueful look towards the aforementioned face. The thoughts behind the team’s eyes turned from shock to terror.

Sidekick never mouthed off. Sidekick hardly ever spoke at all.

Hero watched as fingers curled tighter over the shoulder of Sidekick’s shirt.

What the hell were they talking about?

Hero shifted their panicked gaze to Leader, only to find them running their eyes across the villain’s face. Hero followed suit, eyes widening as they did.

Was Sidekick implying…?

Supervillain paid their further pleas no mind. They addressed only the one group member when they spoke.

“And here I thought you would have used me as part of your resume.”

He watched them down the bridge of his nose, still standing a considerable distance away.

“Some of us have merits of our own, that don’t involve a list of who we’ve harmed.”

The room went quiet. The guards shifted uneasily all around. Neither person broke their gaze.

No way.

Hero’s head spun at the sight. No one was stupid enough to outright attack or even provoke the supervillain or his lackeys, especially not like this.

Or maybe, Hero thought as they glanced towards the stone-cold glare Sidekick was holding with their chin held high, nobody was ever brave enough.

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Sidekick instantly froze at the heavy hand planted against there shoulder, heart stopping as there eyes widened.

“And where do you think you’re going?”

Hero’s cold voice was enough to send shivers down Sidekick’s spine;

“Just..just thought-“

“Thought I wouldn’t find out? Thought I wouldn’t notice you sneaking out? Thought I wouldn’t notice you sneaking out each night to go talk to villain, hm? Which one is it, Sidekick- and let me make myself clear- you lie, you’re dead.”

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HII I LOVE UR WRITING ITS ABSOLUTELY SCRUMPTIOUS AND I HAVE A REQUEST

Could you do a scenario where the Villain is in another fight with the hero. But they notice something is really off abt hero. They seem clumsy and scared. Villain then realizes its not hero, but an imposter wearing hero’s suit.

Villain interrogates the imposter on where hero is, and they go rescue them wherever they are.

Thats all I have (U don’t have to do it if u don’t want to ;)

Sibling shenanigans

Warnings: Slightly flirty. Tension. Language. Potential double dates? Kind of combines the flirty/funny and sibling storylines. I hope you'll enjoy it.

Villain paused mid-swing, their eyes narrowing suspiciously. Something felt utterly and completely wrong, yet they failed to pinpoint what exactly. If they didn't know any better, they'd assume that Hero was pulling their punches - but they did know better, and this half-presence felt nothing like their nemesis' usual style. They tilted their head, studying Hero's movements on the rooftop - way too clumsy, hesitant and cautious for a professional gymnast-turned-crimefighter. One could say they seemed afraid of heights.

For a moment, Villain stared as if deciphering the equation that was in front of them. Hero never missed a chance to flirt mock them during battle - as much as Villain enjoyed the rare silence, the ambience felt off enough for them to catch the shift. The usual tension between them was missing, the air no longer charged by begrudging attraction and unsubtle sexual tension. Almost like... Just then, Villain notices Hero attempting to sneak away and darts out before they can process, body-slamming them into the wall with their hands braced on either side of Hero's head.

"Gotcha," Villain smirks at the slight stutter in their enemy's breathing pattern. Now that they think about it, Hero's physicality is different too - they seem a few inches shorter than usual, a little lankier and less gracious in motion. Oh, so that's what's happening here. Villain's grin widens with understanding, "Spill it. Who are you?"

Hero avoids their gaze, attempting to fake a deep voice yet making it painfully obvious. "What the hell are you talking about?"

Villain scoffs, holding back a laugh. This was a freaking kid, wasn't it? For heaven's sake, Hero must be desperate to send a newbie against their biggest enemy.

"Where are they?" Villain asks, their hand coming to rest on the kid's throat, not pressing yet. "And don't lie to me," they warn, tightening their grip by a fraction but remaining attuned to their surroundings, as if expecting Hero to jump out any moment now, "You had me fooled for a moment, I'll give you that."

The kid seems to deflate, glancing around, frantic and hopeless upon realising they have no way of overpowering Villain, they let out a defeated sigh. "I don't know." The confession comes out as a hoarse whisper; the raw vulnerability behind it hits Villain like a gut punch. Something's off.

"Explain," they demand, relaxing their fingers on the kid's neck, "who are you and why are you posing as Hero?"

"Um... we're siblings," the kid starts, and Villain jerks their hand away from their neck as if burned. Hero's sibling was barely out of high school. They might have looked into it when searching for leverage against them. Villainous intent aside, they'd never stoop so low as to threaten an underage and uninvolved family member. "I thought I could scare you into leaving without harming anyone if I impersonated them," the fake hero mumbles under their nose.

"Wh- first of all, I never harm anyone unless they deserve it," Villain interrupts, irritation and an unpleasant sort of dread spilling across their chest. They push it down, trying to ease the kid's discomfort by teasing them. "Second, bold of you to assume Hero scares me, Sidekick."

"I'm not a sidekick!" They protest, taking the bait - Villain had enough experience with younger siblings to know which buttons to push in a teenager.

"You are now," Villain grins in response, finally letting them go. "So, what happened?" They ask, sitting down on the concrete parapet of the roof with their legs crossed. Sidekick eyes them with unmaskable alarm at the recklessness of sitting with their back to the free edge.

"Hero's gone. They went out last night after a call for help and never came back. I figured you took them, but when you challenged them to duel again today, I realised it wasn't you and-" Sidekick cuts off, their bottom lip trembling. Oh Christ, they really are a kid, aren't they?

Villain sighs, running a hand down their face. This sounded serious, because Hero of all people would never abandon their family and their city. "Any idea who called them?" The kid shakes their head, causing the uneasy feeling in the back of Villain's mind to rise. "Do you have any other family?"

Another shake from Sidekick. Another rough exhale from Villain. "Alright," they mutter, getting up and hovering over the edge of the roof so the police can hear them when they announce in a woe-is-me tone to the crowd below. "You win again, Hero! I'm disarmed and shall retreat, if only for now."

Sidekick gapes at them, mouth falling open in the most comical way possible. Villain turns toward them, chuckling at the reaction and reaching out to slam their jaw shut. "Let's go, kiddo."

"Go..? But I- go where?" Sidekick stutters through multiple thoughts, failing to form a more or less complete sentence. So much for pretence, Villain thinks. Sidekick seems to grasp their thoughts, coughing for a more confident voice. "I'm not a kid!"

Villain groans at the bombardment of questions, shushing them with a single gesture like they're talking to an ill-behaved puppy. "I'll take you somewhere safe. Then I'll save my idiot of a heroic nemesis. Questions?"

Sidekick had a lot of questions concerning the nature of their sibling's relationship with Villain, but that would have to wait as they failed to ask anything in their stunned state, confused and blinking up at Villain like a fool. The embarrassment of the moment would have burned them alive had they not been in desperate need of help to find Hero first.

There were many things Hero expected from Villain if they ever found out about their sibling. Kidnapping for ransom, blackmail, threatening - anything that would warrant using Hero's only weakness against them. What they did not expect was for Villain's protective instincts to kick in; even more shocking was the fact that Villain took Sidekick to their family home, leaving the kid in the care of their younger siblings.

It did not take long for Villain to locate Hero either - they knew the dimwit and their thinking process - or lack thereof.

"So you're saying they put my uniform on and - what, hoped for the best?" Hero asks while Villain patches them up for the road. Their 'enemy' hums, a twitch of amusement touching the corner of their lips. "Idiot."

"Reminds you of someone?" Villain teases, earning an eyeroll from Hero, who can't help wincing at every other touch to their wound. Villain frowns, trying to distract them, "Which one of your two brain cells made you think disappearing was a great idea?"

"I didn't want them to see me like this, had nowhere else to go but here," Hero tries, but it sounds weak even to their ears. The abandoned warehouse provided little comfort. When Villain scoffs, they glance up again, "What?"

"Could have come to me," the criminal mutters under their breath, but Hero catches it, grinning smugly at the invitation. "Shut up!"

"I didn't say anything!" They laugh, groaning shortly after, "Fuck, this hurts."

"No shit, dumbass," Villain grumbles, finishing up with the makeshift bandages. "Alright, you should be good to go. We'll take care of the rest once we get home."

"Home? Don't tell me my favourite moron led you to our hideout as well!" Hero rounds their eyes in mock horror despite taking Villain's offered hand to be pulled up to their feet.

"No," Villain snorts, shaking their head at the assumption, but can't help revealing, "Bold of you to assume I don't already know where your apartment is."

"You- really?" Villain nods in response to Hero's flabbergasted question. "You're good."

"At what, blindsiding you?" They ask, allowing Hero to lean on their shoulder as they walk them to their car for the drive. Hero takes a sharp inhale, each movement causing a bolt of pain to shoot through their torso. "No, maintaining a moral code for villainy."

Villain snickers at that, trying to distract them from the pain. "There's no such code, I can be absolutely despicable in every way I please."

Hero's eyes light up at the joking remark. "Can you now? Is that why you're saving me?"

"Mhm," Villain sets them into the passenger seat before rounding the car and getting in. "I'm taking you to my place where we can get your wound treated, and you'll see Sidekick."

"You left them at your place?" Hero's eyebrows shoot up when Villain nods in confirmation. "Alone?"

"No, with my younger siblings," they respond vaguely, swerving through city traffic with masterful precision. Hero blinks, surprise colouring their features yet again. "Siblings? As in, plural?" They feel stupid, especially now that they know Villain had more intel on them than the agency ever had on Villain's past.

"Yes, Hero, plural," the criminal admits begrudgingly, like they did not just reveal that information themselves. They take a turn out of the city centre into the suburban area, the skyline changing from glass skyscrapers to private houses with red tin roofs and small green gardens.

"Oooh, so you're the eldest kid in a big family?" Hero murmurs knowingly, looking out of the car window at the neighbourhood to hide their smile. "No wonder you're evil," they add, not exactly mocking.

"Excuse me?" Villain raises an eyebrow, but their fingers drumming on the steering wheel give away the lack of anger.

Hero throws their head back against the seat, laughing heartily. They glance at Villain after a moment with a new level of familiarity. "So, you have a high schooler too?"

"Yeah, one of them," Villain admits, the expression in their eyes shifting imperceptively. They cannot help turning soft when talking about their siblings, and Hero finds that absolutely adorable.

"Should we get them on a playdate?" Hero grins just as they turn into the driveway of a neat two-storey house with an overgrown garden in the front.

"Over my dead body!" Villain snaps as they step out of the car, eyes flaring up with strong protectiveness when they spot Sidekick rush out of the house and into Hero's arms, one of their siblings following in tail. "Better yet, I'll murder your sibling if they try dating my-"

"Are you sure?" Sidekick chimes in before Hero can utter a word, immediately catching the topic and letting go of Hero as a shit-eating grin blooms on their unmasked face. "It could warrant double dates."

With a wink at Villain's younger sibling, they bolt away before Villain has time to process and choke the life out of them. Once they do, though, Villain unceremoniously starts after them across the garden to the house, yelling at the top of their lungs. "Get back here, you little shit!"

Masterlist

A/N: Hi sweetheart! I know this is very (very!) late but I still hope you'll see this and will enjoy it. There is a bit of a deviation from the original idea. Let me know what you think, loves!

xo Sunny

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