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I hid the leash, fed the dog, and then sat at the chair in my office. I was supposed to be a supervillain, dammit, or at least I was trying to be, but I’d dealt with an alien invasion, a misplaced attempt to resurrect the dead, and a graduation test for superheroes in the last week.

Whatever happened to just stealing things?

There was a knock…[Read more]

I don’t know why everybody else was unarmed; it was a wedding, but it was a superhero wedding.

The juddercraft gogo wears a mask to protect the passengers, to protect the crew, and most importantly to protect the timelines. They say so in the oath they swear before every trip.

“I’m selling ecosystems to put myself through college,” said the kid…[Read more]