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Mistletoe Can Be Deadly

by on December 29, 2014

Every superhero remembers the first time they powered up. For Madeleine, it was a school dance, Christmas Eve, 1997. She was sixteen. Her date had abandoned her for Lizzie Dern. Lizzie was a magazine model. Madeleine wasn’t. Q.E.D.

She had wound up standing alone in a doorway, staring out at the falling snow. Then she saw Lizzie and her date headed towards his car. She pushed the door open, just in time to hear bits of their laughing conversation. She caught the word mistletoe, and guessed the context quickly. Then she got mad. Real mad.

The police never found out who turned Ben Wizowsky’s nice new car into molten slag. They blamed the town’s local supervillain, the Mutant Crested Squirrel. It wasn’t the squirrel.

  1. Hahahhaha! Good one.I actually laughed out loud!

  2. Molten slag is such a fantastic description. That’ll teach Ben… well, maybe not. But he deserved it anyway. 🙂

    • Yes. If one is so unchivalrous as to abandon one’s date for someone else at a Christmas dance, one should expect one’s car to be slagged. 🙂

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