the day I began my superheroic career.

Ben and Kevin and Gwen have been working against the aliens again. They need me to rig up some tech stuff. Apparently their first choice guy is a liability because he’s weak, which apparently outweighs the fact that he’s a technomancer and has psychic abilities….

((Oh and the fact that he’s drooling over Gwen all the time is annoying Gwen))

Oh well, I’m not complaining. Hero stuff is fun. It’s secretly the reason why my dad and I got me into archery. My mom probably knows though. It has to be suspicious that my dad named me after one of the greatest archers in comic book history and then I just happened to take an interest in bows and arrows. Anyway, they’re having me set some stuff up. There was apparently a big debate about it. The gist of it was:

Gwen: No. He’s too distracted right now.

Ben: Who else could do it? It’s not like Cooper’s going to be any less distracted.

Kevin: Aww, you know Coop’s not that bad. He’s kinda funny…

Ben: Yeah, but I mean, given the choice between Cooper the athletically challenged kid and Drew the future olympic athlete I’d pick Drew. Plus, Drew can actually fight. Cooper wouldn’t be safe. Remember last time? and the time before that?

Kevin: I think you’re forgetting that Cooper’s psychic and stuff. I think psychic trumps arrows everytime ((so dont :P))

Ben: Drew’s almost as good with tech stuff. And it’s not like what we need is that complicated. If it was we could just borrow Ship.

Gwen: Then why don’t we just borrow Ship from Julie?

Ben: Ship can only absorb and replicate.

Gwen: Oh right.

Kevin: Come on. I mean what Coop lacks in muscles he definitely makes up for in entertainment value. You know, gwen, you should at least humor the poor kid.

Gwen: Shut up Kevin.

Ben: So are you okay with Drew doing the tech stuff, Gwen?

Gwen: I don’t know Ben. I mean, Drew’s not in on the plumber stuff like Cooper is.

Ben: But you don’t want Cooper doing it either!

Gwen: But at least he has experience! Drew has… a bow, some arrows, a membership in the AV Club, and a stack of comic books….

Ben: He’s gotta be more qualified than we were at age ten.

Kevin: I dunno. I but i think magic should win over pointy flying sticks.

And that went on for a while but eventually they came to realize how amazingly qualified I am to help them out. So now I’m helping them knock out some aliens. I’m supposed to only tag along occasionally when they need me. But I’ve got more selfish issues to attend to.

Her name rhymes with “heaven”

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