where a superhero has to deal with a supervillain who thinks they’re their best friend
“we’re enemies – last week you tried to rob a bank”
“i got us a groupon for that new thai restaurant”
“you stole it!”
“it’s really the savings that are the crime”
‘here’s a handmade friendship bracelet for you!’
‘you didn’t make that, the girl scout you stole that from is crying right over there!’
‘i also got you thin mints!’
“this box is half empty…”
“half the calories!”
‘and here’s a latte to wash the cookies down!’
‘this to-go cup doesn’t have either of our names on it.’
‘no one seemed to respond in the first 5 seconds after the barista called the name out, so i took it to make sure it wouldn’t go to waste!’
“why are you doing this while robbing a bank? who brings a latte to a heist?”
“well i thought you’d be thirsty from trying to stop criminals.”
“you’re the one doing the crime!”
“hey, i’m an artist. this isn’t even the only bank being robbed by me right now.”
‘speaking of art, i’ve already returned the original wharhol’s you stole back to the museum.’
‘but those were your birthday present!’
‘they were stolen and i don’t even like pop art!’
‘so what you’re saying is something art nouveau for Hanukkah then?’
“we aren’t FRIENDS. you’re EVIL! you’re breaking the law right now!”
“is this because i didn’t come to your slam poetry night? i was in jail”
“i am aware. i put you there. AND YOU WEREN’T INVITED!”
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what i do is not up to you 