So I Spent A Few A Few Hours Mulling Over How To Explain This Without Going Into Too Much Detail And

So I spent a few a few hours mulling over how to explain this without going into too much detail… and well, as a child I had a lot of police scanners around. My close family consisted of a few firemen, first responders, an EMT, a paramedic, and a few others who also had jobs that required they have a scanner. So no matter who I was with, I heard the scanners—and the codes— all the time.

By the age of eight, I knew the different tones meant different districts in the county, and I knew to shut up and listen, because someone’s life was at stake. And so over the course of one summer, I decided to learn the codes. And boy, they really do come in handy every once in a while.

Though, I’m surprised the 10-0 code wasn’t on that list. It gets used quite often *shrugs*

HI BLEEEEEEEDINGGGGGGGGGG OMG YOU'RE BLEEDING OH NO *calls an ambulance*

Oh, its all good here, don’t worry :D

*Calls local dispatch*

“Yeah, it’s a 10-22 on the last ambulance call. 10-9, its a 10-22. Go ahead and 10-19.”

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No, no problem here!

I can’t offer you a fight but if you want to see one @save-the-villainous-cat and @epiclamer are at it again

OH DEAR GOD WHAT IS HAPPENING OVER THERE

THESE TWO????

You know what I think I see it

Sorry not sorry to the both of you please don’t kill me

The hero grabbed the collar of the villain’s shirt and pulled them to lean over the tiny island countertop. “Listen here, you bastard. I know that you’re [Villain].”

The villain rolled their eyes. “Well obviously. And you’re not that great at hiding your identity either, [Hero].”

The hero tugged harder, nearly knocking over the ingredients splayed between them. “What are you doing with [Civilian]?”

“Why, we go all the way back to high school.” The villain placed their hands on the counter and pushed upwards, so that they loomed over the hero. “In fact, I’m pretty sure I’ve known them longer than you have.”

“You little – ”

“They didn’t have baking powder,” the civilian said, stepping through the apartment’s front door. “So I just got baking soda. That’s basically the same thing, right?”

They entered the kitchen to the sight of the hero and villain merrily measuring flour and chopping strawberries. They both greeted the civilian with bright smiles on their faces.

“Aw, I knew you two would get along,” the civilian said. “Alright, let me pull the eggs out, and then we’ll really get started.”

The civilian turned around to root in the fridge. The hero flipped the villain off, and the villain mimed stabbing with their strawberry-chopping knife.

“Alright, that’s everything,” the civilian said, turning back again with the eggs.

“Great!” the other two said in unison, beaming from ear to ear.

GLITTER ANON I YIELD I SURRENDER PLEASE HAVE MERCY

I DONT KNOW HOW YOU DID IT BUT I AM COVERED. CAKED. DROWNING IN GLITTER.

I AM BREATHING GLITTER. I WAS ACCIDENTALLY CUT WITH GLASS AND NOW GLITTER IS QUITE LITERALLY IN MY VEINS

MY WHITE FLAG IS RAISED. CEASE YOUR ATTACKS I BEG

This is how villains become supervillains

“For years, I’ve been so scared of myself, of what I can do, that I’ve held myself back. But I’m done being scared. I want to know what it’s like to use my powers at 100%.”

Writing Prompt #7

“Villain, you’re phone is ringing!”

“Who is it?”

“Uh… It’s Hero!”

“DON’T ANSWER IT-”

“Hello? Hero, what a nice surprise!”

“…”

“Villain will be ready soon. 15 minutes? Yup, they’ll meet you there. Bye now!”

“…”

“Here you go, Villain! By the way, Hero says hi.”

“Sometimes I swear you’re the villain instead of me.”