Short Prompt #6
“You be careful with that mask this time, ok?” Hero said.
Sidekick’s slight silhouette nodded in the dark.
“I’m serious. If your identity gets blown, you could be in danger, and I never want that to happen.”
“I knooow,” Sidekick hissed exasperatedly.
Hero didn’t love the tone, but they forwent the scolding and tugged at the security line of the kid’s grappling hook instead. Satisfied, they shoved open the fire escape window.
“Alright, let’s go.”
The living room light flicked on.
“Not one more step,” came a voice from behind them.
Hero spun smoothly on their heel, spreading their arms out innocently to their bed-headed partner. “Lovie~!”
‘Lovie”—Sidekick always gagged at the pet name—did not lift their glare.
“Are you seriously taking a 13 year old to a bank robbery?”
“How did—” Hero started.
“You think I’d be in a relationship with you without owning a police scanner?”
“Ah. Well, look, it’s fine. Sidekick is tough, and they’re never right at the front of a fight. And even if they were, I’m with them, so…”
This could go on for a while, so Sidekick pulled away their mask and started back to bed. Their step-parent paused their vicious scolding of Hero to remind them, not of secret identities or hand-to hand fight tactics, but to brush their their teeth and wash their face before getting in bed.
Yeah, things sure were different ever since Hero married a civilian.
