forum I have an Idea for gay superhero One-On-One, who's in? {OPEN}

Started March 04, 2019 by @CWPoofToxicRush

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Manni yawned widely as the door shut on its own behind the hero running out. If he wants to be stupid, he can be stupid. It's what heroes do, after all.

He panted as he kept running, mind racing as his brain went through every horrible scenario.

Manni groaned and slowly sat up. Why do I think I'm responsible for him? Oh, right, he's just a kid.

He finally managed to get to the city after a while, panting heavily. He stopped, seeing a news report on a TV in a store window.

"Freaks "Manni" and "Quickcharge" are currently on the wanted list for the government, being charged with the murder of a cop, property damage, and the failure to show themselves to government officials for proper-"

The rest drowned out as he started running faster, praying they hadn't gotten to them yet.

Then let the kid be killed! It'll be less of a worry for you, Assured a second voice. Manni sighed and plopped back down. Villains hated their heroes.

He… kinda forgot he was still in costume- until some other police officers spotted him. "Hey! Quickcharge! Stop right there!" He did not stop right there. Instead, he did the stupid thing and turned around to run the other way like a fucking idiot- using some electricity to speed himself up.

Manni yawned, throwing up his bare arms in a stretch. If Quickcharge wants to kill himself over something stupid, fine by me. I'm going to make some breakfast, He thought with a smile thinking of the carton of egg he left in the fridge for himself.

He darted away, cop car driving after him as he tried to ignore the fatigue quickly setting in. Shit. Okay, okay, where can I hide out? Shit, I need more friends. Okay, okay, one problem at a time… how do I shake off the cops?

Manni stood and sauntered across his home, humming softly to himself as his wings waved luxuriously behind him. He bent down and grabbed the egg, flour and cheese, as well as the sugar, all from the fridge. He was gonna enjoy some pancakes.

He managed to find himself outside of town, taking a bunch of random turns. If I don't know where I am, they sure as hell won't! He thought triumphantly, finally collapsing.

Manni heard something collapse near his home, peering out the window, wondering if it were a bird of some sort he could eat. No, just his stupid hero. He stormed out of the house and towards Quickcharge, hanging over him with his wings quivering.

His eyes were lightly closed, electricity still dancing across his skin, brown locks sticking up in all directions. The cops finally had given up a while back, not that he knew. And, obviously, not know where the hell he was.

Manni nudged Quickcharge with an annoyed expression painted on his face. "Hey, get up. Come back inside."

He didn't move, though the electricity died down. He used that way to long. Because he is fucking stupid.

((He is my disaster gay son))

(Oof.)

Manni kicked his hero with a huff. "I don't want to pick you up! Come on!"

His eyes slowly blinked open as he groaned. "Where did I end up?"

"Right outside my fucking house, dingbat!" Manni snapped down at him. "And you could've brought the cops right out here! What are you, stupid??"

"If I have no clue where I am, they certainly won't. And I honestly just took a bunch of random turns until I collapsed. So uh… sorry about that. I'll get going." He said, pushing himself up.

"No, I'm not going to let you go!" Manni snapped loudly, grabbing his upper arm. "Come on!"

"Why?" He asked, honestly curious. "I mean, you still kinda hate me…" He trailed off, following the other.

"I don't want you being stupid and telling someone where I live. Or killing yourself. It's just stupid!" He shoved Quickcharge into his home, shutting the door and locking it.

"…Okay." He said, not really knowing how to respond. Also considering that he was just locked in a guys house. A fairly attractive guy when you're thinking about it- No, brain, we can start forming a gay crush later!

Manni pushed Quickcharge onto the couch and turned to the stove, where he cracked a couple eggs for scrambled egg. He then went to making about the pancake mix, huffing loudly.

He sat awkwardly, playing with his fingers silently. Okay, so this was not going as planned. But on the bright side, the government hadn't gotten him. But where they still okay?

Manni turned and once the mix was done, dipped it delicately into a pan for three pancakes. The villian sighed into the quiet of the house, shaking his head.
"Honestly what were you thinking?"

"It wasn't like I was looking for cops!" He defended, looking up. "How was I supposed to know they'd be on my way home?"

"You are so stupid," Manni whispered, shaking his head. "You should expect them to be there. You're a kid. You'll want to go home, and they knew that. You should actually try and think."

"They don't know my identity." He said, arms crossed. "And I'm twenty two! I'm not a kid!"

"You act like one," Manni snapped back fiercely, shaking his head. "Twenty-two. Running around town when you're one of the most wanted men on the face of the earth?"

"But what if-" He stuttered a bit, falling silent.