TM Prompt 290: You pass a complete stranger on the street and notice they are crying.
Well, that depends. Are they a supervillain?
The good thing about supervillains is they're usually pretty obvious. Some of them don't look human at all - you know, they have extra heads or something - and the human ones like wearing dumb helmets or outfits that are usually purple. So I guess if I saw Superboy Prime or Bizarro or Lex Luthor crying on the street I'd probably have to take them to jail or something.
Oh. Unless it was a trap.
Supervillains have really stupid dress sense, but they're pretty smart too. You know, just when you're saying, "hey, are you okay?" they're all, "aha, Superboy! now I finally have you in my clutches!" Which is never a nice thing to hear. I mean, Cassie used to say it sometimes, but that was still pretty creepy.
So, yeah, I'd call Tim first. Or Bart. Or someone else who Knows Things.
If it was just regular person, I'd save them, of course. That's my job. I'd give them a tissue and take them back to the farm and feed them some of my Aunt Martha's pie. No one can be unhappy after Aunt Martha's pie! And I'd sort out the problem. That's what heroes do.
The good thing about supervillains is they're usually pretty obvious. Some of them don't look human at all - you know, they have extra heads or something - and the human ones like wearing dumb helmets or outfits that are usually purple. So I guess if I saw Superboy Prime or Bizarro or Lex Luthor crying on the street I'd probably have to take them to jail or something.
Oh. Unless it was a trap.
Supervillains have really stupid dress sense, but they're pretty smart too. You know, just when you're saying, "hey, are you okay?" they're all, "aha, Superboy! now I finally have you in my clutches!" Which is never a nice thing to hear. I mean, Cassie used to say it sometimes, but that was still pretty creepy.
So, yeah, I'd call Tim first. Or Bart. Or someone else who Knows Things.
If it was just regular person, I'd save them, of course. That's my job. I'd give them a tissue and take them back to the farm and feed them some of my Aunt Martha's pie. No one can be unhappy after Aunt Martha's pie! And I'd sort out the problem. That's what heroes do.