@dudepowered || continued from here
“ aaaAAHHHHH ! “ horrible, high pitched squealing accompanies the air horn. the superheroine jumps nearly a foot in the air, falling off the couch and onto her ass. her hair was in her face, her eyes wide, and fists ready to punch the heck out of whoever dared to disturb her slumber.
pow was lucky that her hair was slightly messed up, or her scream alone would’ve busted his eardrums.
“shut the front door ! “ she heaves in one breath, calming herself and setting a pout her alters way. “ goddess, pow, what’s your problem ? “ she can’t actually keep her frown, entirely though.
he was so right, given half of a chance, she would’ve done the exact same thing to him. ( it would’ve been funnier if she’d done it, too. she’s going to pretend to be mad and bratty until he’s suffered the way she has. )














