Getting out of Dust Class to deal with an emergency hadn't been the easiest thing to accomplish, but The Huntsman and his faithful sidekick, Wonder Zwei, had managed it.
Though Jaune felt that detonating Dust under the fire sprinklers was a tad excessive. He'd have to volunteer in Professor Peach's class more often to make up for it.
That aside, he and Wonder Zwei arrived on the Huntscycle (Copyright pending) at the corner of Perrault and Lang in Vale. The silent alarm inside the nearby Museum of Boxing had gone off, and both Huntsman and Wonder Zwei raced inside.
They found the cashier lying in a pool of his own blood near the commemorative shot glasses. Huntsman's eyes widened in horror as he knelt beside the fallen man.
"You poor man!" Huntsman cried, as Wonder Zwei sniffed him, "What dastardly fiend did this to you?!"
"That would be me, Huntsman!" A female voice laughed. Huntsman looked up... And his own face exploded in red.
A very... Very... Healthy woman with generous curves and abs you could grind meat on strutted out of the main museum. Her "costume" consisted of a golden dragon mask over her eyes, a yellow string bikini top, black short shorts, boots and gloves. Huntsman focused his extraordinary willpower on the woman's face-Not that that was much help.
"Name's Sun Dragon!" The woman cackled, "On account of how I'm gonna warm you right up~!"
"You assaulted this man?!" Huntsman demanded.
The Sun Dragon snickered.
"What? No! I had a jacket I took off and he just keeled over with a nosebleed!"
The Huntsman inspected him. Indeed, all of the blood had come from the victim's nostrils, which were still drawing breath. The extremely silly smile on the man's face was another dead giveaway as to the cause of his unconsciousness.
"Ah... I see," The Huntsman stated. He dragged his eyes back to Sun Dragon, and kept them locked on her eyes. "Well! What are you after, Sun Dragon?"
"Well~," Sun Dragon spun a very worn set of boxing gloves around her finger with a grin, "I thought I'd try on Ozark Ike's boxing gloves! The ones he wore when he became Remnant's Heavyweight Champion~! They'd look great in my collection!"
"That's theft!" Huntsman declared, standing up to point an accusatory finger at Sun Dragon. "You can't deny schoolchildren the ability to look upon the gloves Ozark Ike used on his difficult journey from a hillbilly in Vale to world champion! That inspiration is critical to promoting a healthy culture and future for us all! We need heroes to look up to and be inspired by!"
Sun Dragon looked taken aback by Huntsman's passionate speech. She then smiled with a light blush over her cheeks.
"So... You really care about children, do you~?"
"Absolutely!" Huntsman declared. Wonder Zwei was busy looking through the keychains for one with his name.
Sun Dragon hummed, then shrugged, which did many interesting things to her chest that Huntsman tried very hard not to notice.
"Well, I guess if it's for the children, I give up~!" Sun Dragon declared, setting the boxing gloves down reverently on the cashier's desk.
Huntsman blinked.
"I... Um... G-Good!" Huntsman stated. Sun Dragon sashayed her way up to him, and held out her hands. She did it in such a way to ensure her chest was pushed up. Something Huntsman again tried very hard not to notice.
"I guess you're gonna cage this dragon up for good, huh?" Sun Dragon asked in a honey sweet voice. Huntsman coughed.
"I uh... I-I mean... It is your first offense and you did give up," the Huntsman said, "And the cashier will be fine so um... M-Maybe I could let you off with a warning, or uh... Community service..."
Sun Dragon cooed and leaned in closer. Their noses were nearly touching.
"How would you like me to serve you? You're part of the community, after all~," Sun Dragon teased.
Huntsman sputtered. The barely clothed burglar giggled. It was a very nice giggle, Huntsman decided. And a strangely familiar one.
"You do this for all the hot supervillainesses?" She asked, "Or just the ones with a great rack? I saw you looking~."
"I uh... It, uh," Huntsman stuttered. Sun Dragon chuckled, her violet eyes boring into his.
"I don't mind if you look, Huntsman," she teased, "Why aren't you? They're my best features."
"It... Uh... W-Well, um..." Huntsman coughed, staring back into her eyes, "I disagree."
Sun Dragon blinked.
"Huh?"
"I-I mean, um, they're very nice, but your eyes are absolutely gorgeous," Huntsman said quickly, "Like amethysts gleaming in the flames of a dragon's fire."
Sun Dragon's entire face went bright red. Huntsman's face was not much better.
Wonder Zwei was trying to figure out Venmo so he could pay for a collective mug.
Glass shattered behind them and both Huntsman and Sun Dragon broke apart and looked. A girl in a red and black costume with a domino mask and her short hair up in a ponytail posed dramatically, wielding a scythe with the words "NOT Crescent Rose" written on it in what looked like markers.
"Halt fiend! Don't you dare deceive my partner!"
"Partner?!" Sun Dragon and Huntsman shouted at the same time, Sun Dragon sounding offended while Huntsman was just confused.
"Yes! I am the Huntsman's loyal sidekick, RED REAPER!" The girl declared, spinning her scythe overhead with a flourish. She grinned and winked at Huntsman. "I mean, a good superhero needs more than just one sidekick, right?"
"Ruff," Wonder Zwei opined. Huntsman scowled at him.
"You do not have a lot of paperwork to do! I do all the paperwork!"
"Ruff."
"No, you're just browsing XYZ all day, I know it!"
Sun Dragon snorted and put a hand on her hip.
"Run along home, little girl! This is a private superhero and supervillain fight!" She declared.
"Nuh uh!" Red Reaper cried, "I'm gonna back my hero up and keep supervillainesses like you away from him!"
"He could take me all on his own!" Sun Dragon boasted, pressing herself against the Huntsman and making his face turn bright red. "I don't stand a chance! You can take the day off!"
"NO WAY! It's too dangerous, Huntsman!" Red Reaper declared. She charged in and swung her scythe, making Sun Dragon jump back. Sun Dragon glared back.
"It's not remotely too dangerous! There's plenty of water in the gift shop!"
"What does that have to do with anything?" Huntsman sputtered.
"To avoid dehydration~," Sun Dragon grinned.
"THAT'S why it's too dangerous!" Red Reaper growled. "Hands off!"
"What happened to sisters before misters?!" Sun Dragon demanded as she threw a punch. Red Reaper dodged around it and attacked Sun Dragon from above.
"He's MY mister! I saw him first!"
"YOU DID NOT!"
The Huntsman, baffled, watched his supposed new sidekick and newest supervillainess adversary fight furiously like belligerent siblings. He looked over to Wonder Zwei.
"Wonder Zwei? Chum? Any thoughts?"
Wonder Zwei was silent for a moment as he ate some popcorn.
"Ruff."
"What do you mean 'Zwei is a good name for a child?!' That's not helpful!"
"Ruff."
"No I'm not and that's very politically incorrect!"