“Oh yeah, because it’s our ‘anniversary’,” the hero drawled. “I forgot that was why you try to destroy the city year every year on this day. Why can’t we just,” they waved a hand, “go out for dinner or something?”
The villain ceased their attack, power draining away from their fingertips. “Alright,” they said after a long moment. “Dinner. Tonight. 8 o’clock. I’ll pick you up.”
The hero almost choked on their own surprise. They had been joking. “I was jok-“
“Or,” the villain said, eyes hardening, “I’ll kidnap you at 8. Your choice.”
“See you for dinner at 8, I guess?”
Prompt #1157
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