R.J. Ross
Cape of Cheer: Cape High Christmas II
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( March 15, 2019)
Andre Harrison leans back in his chair, looking a tiny bit smug as he sees the latest numbers. He’d known that negotiating for the Advent Calendar early was a good idea. The entire super world is chomping at the bit for feel-good news. Things tend to get… problematic the nearer people got to the holidays. Depression, frustration, and all sorts of other negative feelings are more obvious at this time, even among capes. Watching cute kids in super uniforms give hugs, well…
“Unfortunately,” Mastermental says from the hologram next to him, “several capes from other branches flew in to get free hugs. They just didn’t bother to inform their hall leaders they were doing it, first.”
Andre looks away, his shoulders shaking as he fights back laughter. “I see,” he says, regaining his composure. “I could see how that might be a problem.”
“Adorable children hugging heroes is one thing, the Deadly Darlin’s hugging Cold Steel, Dragon, and trying to kidnap Gargoyle Girl, is another. Fortunately, they claimed she was too heavy to carry off, and gave up.”
Andre looks away, again, this time a snort escaping him. “Thankfully, the norms are quite aware of how they are. They have quite a following here, I believe. But, since you are, essentially, the one that informed the other Halls of what is going on—“
“Our sister stations are paying quite well to play portions of our feed,” Andre says with a smile.
“Yes, I am sure they are,” Mastermental says blandly. “But since the Hall leaders are not willing to take responsibility, or fill out several piles of paperwork over hugs, you will be slapped on the wrist and told, ah, I wrote this down…” he starts sorting through his papers, clearly faking it. “Here it is,” he says, pulling out a sticky note. “Please add a note for supers to inform local Hall leaders before hopping borders at the bottom of the screen.”
“That’s all?” Andre asks, stunned.
“Ah, yes, and ‘bad Andre.’”
“Unfortunately,” Mastermental says from the hologram next to him, “several capes from other branches flew in to get free hugs. They just didn’t bother to inform their hall leaders they were doing it, first.”
Andre looks away, his shoulders shaking as he fights back laughter. “I see,” he says, regaining his composure. “I could see how that might be a problem.”
“Adorable children hugging heroes is one thing, the Deadly Darlin’s hugging Cold Steel, Dragon, and trying to kidnap Gargoyle Girl, is another. Fortunately, they claimed she was too heavy to carry off, and gave up.”
Andre looks away, again, this time a snort escaping him. “Thankfully, the norms are quite aware of how they are. They have quite a following here, I believe. But, since you are, essentially, the one that informed the other Halls of what is going on—“
“Our sister stations are paying quite well to play portions of our feed,” Andre says with a smile.
“Yes, I am sure they are,” Mastermental says blandly. “But since the Hall leaders are not willing to take responsibility, or fill out several piles of paperwork over hugs, you will be slapped on the wrist and told, ah, I wrote this down…” he starts sorting through his papers, clearly faking it. “Here it is,” he says, pulling out a sticky note. “Please add a note for supers to inform local Hall leaders before hopping borders at the bottom of the screen.”
“That’s all?” Andre asks, stunned.
“Ah, yes, and ‘bad Andre.’”
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- 105
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