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p_r_i_s_c_aTitle: Colorman
Character: Casey Connor, Zeke Tyler
Challenge: February Theme
Word Count: 226
Rating: PG13
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Zeke stopped dead when he noticed Casey leaving the comic shop of the mall. His face covered with various colors, he looked even more geeky than usual.
„Oh, hey Zeke,“ he greeted him, not in the slightest embarrassed, with a wide grin on his face.
„Hello.“ He couldn't hide his smirk. „You look... interesting.“
„I do, right?“ Casey laughed. „I am Colorman.“
„Color...what?“
„Colorman, the new superhero. The children did create this character.“
It got more strange with every moment. „Children,“ Zeke repeated.
Casey pointed at a poster in the comic shop's window. 'Today entrance only for children.' „My mom is volunteering at the social station,“ he explained. „She organized this afternoon for children coming from difficult circumstances. I agreed to help; did read to the little ones and arranged a roleplay for the elder.“ His eyes sparkled hilariously. „It was a hell of a lot of fun.“
Zeke grinned. „Yeah, I can see that. Colorman, the superhero. Fits you well.“
„I plan to do something like this more often, maybe once a month." He winked at Zeke. "Every help is welcome.“
„Ähm... no!“
„Oh, c'mon. Colorman needs a companion; every superman has one. And it's for a good cause."
Zeke looked in pleading eyes, and to his own surprise, he murmured:“ Well, maybe, I will think about it.“
Character: Casey Connor, Zeke Tyler
Challenge: February Theme
Word Count: 226
Rating: PG13
:::
Zeke stopped dead when he noticed Casey leaving the comic shop of the mall. His face covered with various colors, he looked even more geeky than usual.
„Oh, hey Zeke,“ he greeted him, not in the slightest embarrassed, with a wide grin on his face.
„Hello.“ He couldn't hide his smirk. „You look... interesting.“
„I do, right?“ Casey laughed. „I am Colorman.“
„Color...what?“
„Colorman, the new superhero. The children did create this character.“
It got more strange with every moment. „Children,“ Zeke repeated.
Casey pointed at a poster in the comic shop's window. 'Today entrance only for children.' „My mom is volunteering at the social station,“ he explained. „She organized this afternoon for children coming from difficult circumstances. I agreed to help; did read to the little ones and arranged a roleplay for the elder.“ His eyes sparkled hilariously. „It was a hell of a lot of fun.“
Zeke grinned. „Yeah, I can see that. Colorman, the superhero. Fits you well.“
„I plan to do something like this more often, maybe once a month." He winked at Zeke. "Every help is welcome.“
„Ähm... no!“
„Oh, c'mon. Colorman needs a companion; every superman has one. And it's for a good cause."
Zeke looked in pleading eyes, and to his own surprise, he murmured:“ Well, maybe, I will think about it.“