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It's seven at night and you're sitting on your couch, doodling something aimlessly. Frustrated by the fact that the art is slowly turning into more of nothing than it was before, you decide to put the pencil and sketchpad onto the coffee table. There was nothing to do, until you get a text from your crush, All Might. "Up 4 justice and chill?" he asks. This catches you off guard. H-he wants to hang out with me? you wonder.
"Isn't it a little late?" you ask. You're hoping he doesn't take this reply too seriously, since you are definitely up for justice and chill.
"It's never too late for JUSTICE," All Might writes, ending his text with a winky emoji.
"Well, I'm not busy, so I suppose I could. Be at your place in ten minutes." You head off to All Might's house, and the door is already open. There's no way he can be this eager to hang out with me, right? you wonder.
"Ah, I see you're finally here. Come right in." Immediately to your right you see a television screen with Netflix set up, where the lights are dimmed and candles are lit, with a popcorn bowl on the table by the couch.
"Isn't this Netflix and chill?" you ask All Might. "What could possibly make this justice related?"
"Ah, that is where this gets interesting. Actually, currently on Netflix, there is an Avengers remake movie in which I play every Avenger. Of all the people I could watch it with… I wanted to watch it with you." Your heart starts beating faster than ever before, and you can feel yourself falling deeper in love with the man.
"O-Of course, All Might, you know I would." you blush at every word. "I would actually love to." You and All Might make your way to the couch, and you can't help but feel as if All Might really plays every role well. Whether it be the Hulk, Black Widow, Iron Man or Hawkeye, he was just amazing. However, ten minutes in, you could feel his heavy eyes on you. At first, you try to avoid it, but as it becomes more tense, you look over to see All Might giving you an odd look. You decide not to ask a question, but your eyes say it all, and All Might answers the wordless question. He picks up a piece of popcorn and licks it slowly and seductively. If it couldn't get any stranger, the television glitched and Netflix paused with the loading sign. Now, there was nothing to distract yourself with, and All Might is still licking the popcorn; you wish this had never happened.
Before it gets weird enough that you leave, All Might grabs your arm and stares into your eyes lovingly, and you're captive to his enticing glare. Time felt timeless, and you hoped this moment would never end. However, after a few moments, he looked away and stared at the floor, seeming embarrassed. "Is everything okay, All Might?" A blush drowned out his usual skin tone, and he began to speak in a low, soft voice.
"I… is it really okay for you to love me?"
"What are you talking about, All Might?"
"All this time… I've been so lonely in this world… It's hard saving others when you're the one in need of saving," he took a pause. "You are light. Sometimes, you shine so brightly, I must look away. But even so, is it still okay if I stay by your side? Is it okay… if maybe you save me this time?" You and All Might embrace, holding each other tightly. There is a long pause before you break the silence.
"I don't know much about saving, but I can certainly love you…" you say, embarrassed. All Might leans down and kisses you. When you break apart, he grabs your arm and gently leads you to his bedroom door.
"Is this… really okay?" he asks. You nod. "I have to warn you, I don't typically do romance. My desires are… unconventional." You look at him questioningly.
"I'm sure it isn't anything that bad--" you're caught off guard, however, when he opens the door to his bedroom. When he opens the door, there is obscure Powerpuff Girls merchandise all over his walls. When you look in further detail, the bedding is Powerpuff Girls, there are Powerpuff Girls figures lining the walls, and even the carpeting is Powerpuff Girls. "Well this sure is different…" you say awkwardly. All Might looks at you nervously.
"You think it's weird don't you…?" he asks, solemnly.
"No, it's not that that bad… it's just… not what I'm used to?" you try to hide the confusion in your voice.
"No… everyone thinks it's odd. I mean, who wouldn't? I mean most people love Buttercup! So when someone doesn't, I mean…"
"Buttercup? What are you talking about?"
"You mean… you didn't notice? If you didn't notice, why do you have that expression?"
"Notice what All Might? You're not making any sense."
"You didn't notice? Within these walls there are exactly 1,647 pieces of Powerpuff Girls merchandise. But don't you think anything is odd about it?" Upon further examination, you notice there is an abundance of every character except Buttercup. You give him a look to signify you noticed the absence he referred to earlier. "Exactly. Every girl I've ever brought in here has had that same look you have on right now. It's because they are not willing to sleep with someone with a hatred for Buttercup. I thought you'd be different than them…" You give All Might an apologetic look.
"That's… I'm not sure that's why, but… I'm still willing…" All Might looks at you, surprised and enthusiastic. "Can I ask a question, though? Why so much Powerpuff Girls merchandise?" Shocked by the question, he pulls out a magazine from a drawer.
"Does this look familiar?" he holds up the cover.
"Should it?" You ask.
"Oh… I guess this is why you're confused. You haven't read my 341st interview. It explains all." he hands me the magazine, already opened to the article. You read it, and it reveals that All Might had become a hero because of The Powerpuff Girls. It was his ultimate inspiration, and held deep symbolic meaning… now it seemed to make more sense. You no longer mind All Might's weird quirk (no pun intended, haha) and are okay with everything, and can somehow avoid the eyes of hundreds of Powerpuff Girls figurines.
"I… think I understand now, All Might." He looks at you with bedroom eyes, and inches closer before gently kissing you. Things start to escalate and as the kisses become deeper, you forget about all the odd things that have happened that night. That is, until he whispers in your ear.
"Let's roleplay," he says. "I'll be Professor Utonium and you can be Mojo Jojo…" you instantly push him off and look at him, bewildered.
"What?!"
"What do you mean what?" he asks questioningly.
"Can we not just have a normal date? And why Professor Utonium and Mojo Jojo?!" All Might looks offended.
"Um, they're my OTP??" he says. "Are they not yours?"
"What… why would they be?"
"I… thought you were different. But now I see you're just like the rest…" All Might mumbles a bunch of incoherent nonsense and you stare at him in wonder. Eventually his mumbling becomes almost violent, and he pulls out a gun.
"Hey! Don't be so hasty… I can change!" you say, panicking.
"Too late for that," he says, as he fires a shot, fatally wounding you. In your last moments, you stare up at All Might, but this time he has a fedora on. "Goodnight, Milady." is the last thing you hear before dying.