Mister Muscle and LoveBug Issue
: Short and Sweet Chapter One: Eye Candy After weeks of careful debate, we’d finally gotten her costume sorted out, reaching a compromise we were both comfortable with. The sticking point had been the zipper, of course. She’d stubbornly insisted that it had one, much to my chagrin, and had been taunting me endlessly with its existence ever since. I was begging to feel a kinship with Pavlov’s poor dogs, the sound of the zipper tab parting metal teeth making my prick throb beneath my skintight costume. I’m pretty sure she knew the effect it had too, picking and choosing the worst possible moments to tease me. Nothing worse than sporting wood while talking shop with Captain Fabulous and the Pink Avenger. Despite that, I wasn’t sorry I’d taken her under my wing. She’d proven herself to be a quick learner and a handy asset to ‘Team Muscle’ and, to be frank, it was nice to have someone to talk to while patrolling the rooftops at night. I hadn’t realized what a lonely job it was until now. Take tonight, for instance. We were staking out the Candy Land Amusement Park out on Myle’s Isle after receiving an anonymous tip about suspicious activity. Suspicious, my butt. I’d suspected it to be a cover for The Candy Man for some time now. Tonight seemed as good at time as any to put an end to his nefarious activities. In other words, we were ‘loaded for bear’. “Tell me again why we can’t just go down there and start kicking ass and taking names? It would be so less boring.” I held in a sigh, silently agreeing with her. “Because, Squirt, we are the good guys. We have to hold ourselves to a higher standard. Unless we catch someone in the act, we can’t just go swooping in and busting heads.” “I won’t tell anyone.” She retorted, a hint of a smile in her voice and then, there it was, the sound of her damn zipper making me hard and forcing Acıbadem Escort me from my heroic looking squat so that I could discretely adjust myself while I ignored her smug little titter. “I would know.” “Sometimes you can be such a…” I shushed her with a gesture, feeling a twinge of pride at her sudden stillness and the predatory look in her impossibly blue eyes as she focused on the bridge connecting the Island to Radium City or, more to the point, on the vehicle crossing it. “Nice Wheels.” I muttered, my voice dripping with sarcasm. It shouldn’t have surprised me that his goons would be driving around in a lime green VW Bug. After all, it did kind of look like a skittle. “It is kind of cute.” “Yeah, if you’re an teen-age girl who still sleeps with her teddy bear.” I have to admit, I kind of felt bad about that one, noting the hurt look in her eyes as it hit the mark. I made a mental note to myself to make it up to her. She liked shoes. Maybe I could take her shoe shopping later. Or I could just let her watch while I castrated myself with a hammer. We watched in near silence, the occasional sound of her zipper creating far more tension than the sight of a quartet of gaily dressed minions spilling out of the car. They looked, appropriately, like candy-asses. Candy-asses on steroids. With guns. Big guns. And a hostage, a young woman wrapped in a cocoon of clear plastic wrap. “Illegal enough for you, boss?” “Which? The guns or the girl?” I growled, my ire up. I’d always had a soft spot for the fairer sex. I was a bit old school like that. We were done waiting and watching. Time for some action. “I’ll take care of the rough, Squirt. You distract them. Don’t take any risks. Got it?” “It’s Love Bug.” She pouted, giving her zipper a hard tug, hopefully ensuring that it stayed closed for the duration of the encounter. Acıbadem Escort Bayan I smiled grimly. In the mood I was in, it should be short and sweet… “It’s pounding time!” I growled, introducing Mr. Fist to Mr. Nose. The sound that accompanied it was incredibly satisfying. I have to admit I chuckled a bit. It didn’t help that I got treated, for the first time, to Love Bug’s battle cry. “Love flowing in, love flowing out!” Something else to work on back at headquarters. Questionable slogan aside, I couldn’t fault her for the results. While I was busy clobbering minion number one (Sweet Tooth, according to the embroidered name on his orange and yellow peppermint swirled costume) she was doing what could only be described as a pole dance with a streetlight while minion number two and three stared open mouthed, their eyes practically popping out of their sockets. “Keep them busy!” I shouted out over my shoulder as I went after the thug with the girl over his shoulder, chasing him down before he could escape into The Candy Man’s ‘not so secret anymore’ hideout, proving, once again, why healthy meal choices and regular exercise were ‘a must’ in my line of work. “Not in the face!” He pleaded. With a nod, I targeted his belly button and watched him sink to his knees with a loud groan, before helping him with his bundled package. No one can claim I’m not polite. She called herself Princess Bubble. No, I am not making that up. Her superpower was creating bubbles that released a small concussive explosion of force. If I could use just one word to describe her, it would be adorable. The Bug, of course, took an instant disliking to her. I could see it in the way the corners of her mouth turned down and her narrowed eyes. Also, in the way her teeth ground together when she muttered “loser” under her breath. I Escort Acıbadem like to think that my decision to politely ask her to cuff our prisoners was an inspired one. Her story was simple. She’d been attacked while in the Bouncy Castle of Solitude (no, I am not making that up, either!) by Candy Man’s goons. Apparently, he’d been sending her boxes of mixed chocolates for several months now, trying to get her to go out with him. Some guys just don’t take rejection well. “I just don’t feel safe at my Castle right now, Mister Muscle.” She cooed, obviously flirting with me. I have to admit, it felt good. “Well, ahh…” “…sorry. Strict rules against revealing the location of my Super Secret Headquarters. If you’d like we can escort you home, but after that, you’re on your own.” That’s what I should have said. What came out was entirely different. At heart, I really am a little old-fashioned. “…you can come stay with me until you feel safe, Princess.” I did my best to ignore the lethal sounding growl directly behind me, as well as audible comment that accompanied it. “Bubble-head better keep her bubble butt out of your bed, boss.” Her words were accompanied by the sweetest of smiles which had me worried. Taking a deep breath, held it and counted to ten before letting it out again. Going after super villains was so much less dangerous. And simpler. “Good. It’s settled. We’ll wait until the authorities collect ‘the garbage’ and then head for home, Squir… umm… Love Bug.” If looks could kill, I’d be six feet under. Heaving a great sigh, I prepared myself for a very long night. Chapter Two: Like a Bug in a Candy Store I can be a bit dense at times when it comes to people. Especially when those people are of the feminine variety. Love Bug had been my sidekick for long enough that I knew her, but I still felt like I didn’t know her. Every time I thought I had her figured out, she took me by surprise. Tonight was no exception. The tension in the air was so thick you could have cut it like a knife. It was obvious, at least to me, that she didn’t care much for Princess Bubble’s obvious flirtations, and I began to suspect that there was some jealousy issues involved.