Dick panted heavily as he ran into an alley way and put a cap over his head. He looked around, making sure he was alone, before pulling out his phone and dialing Wally's number.
The redhead answered the call immediately.
"Hey, man, what the heck is going on?" Wally questioned. "I saw you on the news, being chased by a stampede of girls. Are you okay?"
"You wouldn't believe what's happening," Dick whispered into the phone. "I mean, seriously, it's crazy. Apparently there's an Earth where we're all fictional characters."
"Huh?"
"Yeah. And apparently, people really like me, especially the 'fangirls'. They write stories about us, man. Somehow they got sent to our Earth and they're going crazy over all their 'fictional characters' being real. They kept chasing me and calling me their boyfriend!"
"What the heck? Do you wanna come over to my place and hide from those crazies?"
Dick sighed. "Nah, it's fine. I mean, it's creepy, but they mean well. It could be worse, y'know. It could be—"
He paused. There was a rustling sound behind him. Dick winced and turned around. "Look, I'm sorry, but I'm not interested—"
There was a girl, but . . . there was something different about her than the others. An different type of energy that made him uneasy.
"I'm not interested either," the girl said. "At least, not in what you're thinking."
Dick raised a brow.
"I don't wanna date you," the girl said, and in the dim lighting, Dick realized she was smirking. "I wanna hurt you."
Dick's blood went cold.
"Supervillian!!!!" he screamed before running away from the girl.
The girl let him run off. She would find him eventually, and when she did, she would make him suffer.
She called someone on her phone.
"Did you find him, Kat?" the person on the other line asked.
"Yep," Kat said. "But I'm gonna need some back up. Call the book club."
End. ✨
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