Henry Danger Reader Insert | Captain Man x Reader: SEASON 5
Episode 37: Remember The Crimes
Season 5 Masterlist
Henry couldn't remember the last time he'd felt so bored. It seeped into his bored, made his mind like a desert, and turned his body to jelly.
Piper slumped beside him, too; it wasn't their fault some of Schwoz's faulty wiring had led to them getting trapped, but now all they could think about was how the minutes seemed to stretch into hours, making their bodies feel useless.
The brother-sister duo quickly learned that being stuck in a small, tight, uncomfortably warm metal box had its downsides, even though they at least had the little ledges to act as seats. There was nothing to do, and Piper swore she'd have to resort to eating Henry if the agonisingly long days stretched into months--that is, if she hadn't gone insane by then.
"Ugh! How long are we gonna be stuck in this stupid elevator?" She grumbled, feeling her butt grow numb from how long they'd been sitting around, doing nothing but waiting for rescue.
"I dunno, but while we're here, we might as well do what everyone does when they're stuck in elevators," her brother sighed. Still, as usual, the kid had his optimism, finding a silver lining even when the girl was as grumpy as ever.
"Think back about hilarious memories?" She tilted her head questioningly, her mood picking up slightly.
"Exactly!" Henry confirmed with a smirk, snapping his fingers as he looked back through his life's chapters. There were so many to choose from; he'd had quite the rollercoaster ride from fate, but Piper beat him to it.
"Okay, I'll start. Remember that time we went to Hawaii, and our family got cursed by the--" She started with a slight giggle, remembering all the hijinks on that vacation, mainly due to their moronic father. However, the elevator dinged before she could even get to the good bit about Mr Hart's near-life-threatening sunburn. The door rolled open, revealing the large, empty main room, much to their surprise--and disappointment.
"Huh. Would ya look at that..." Henry hummed, yet followed his sister out; anything to stretch his legs. All they wanted to do was swap some memories. But, their boredom was enough to earn their freedom, even if they secretly were hoping for a trip down memory lane.
"Guess we don't have to spend any time sitting around remembering things now."
"Good! " Piper grinned, glad to be out as her brother looked around the suspiciously quiet room. It was strange; no sign of his fellow employees anywhere and, indeed, no clue as to where the resident lovebirds were.
But as they headed for the couch, something even weirder happened. Dust fell from the ceiling in a light cloud as an odd creaking noise clattered, sounding like metal crunching under something heaving, making the siblings spin around sharply.
"What the dust?" The girl frowned as she watched the fine powder settle on the floor, undoubtedly something for (y/n) to titter over later since she was remarkably proud of her clean rooms - something Piper had learnt after an unfortunate incident involving a crème brûlée.
"Probably just some Mole People," Henry sniffed dryly, thinking nothing of it since he was used to hearing the critters sneaking around at all times of the day. And night. Any time, really. Those critters were shameless, although the kid admired their tenacity; whilst he didn't know the ins and outs of the operation, he'd heard a rumour that one once broke into Ray and (y/n)'s bedroom. Sooner them than him.
"Hmmm?"
"Probably just some Mole People," he repeated when his sister looked at him weirdly. Of course, Piper knew nothing about them, having joined a little after the whole Man Cave blowing-up incident.
"Mole People aren't real," she scoffed, writing the bizarre creatures off as another example of Swellview's folklore.
"Yeah, they are. They were at our house, and check this! Apparently, one of them broke into Ray and (y/n)'s room one night."
"Shut up!" Piper rolled her eyes, thinking he was pulling one of those annoying, big brother mind-fuck things where he tried to make her believe something ridiculous. As if Captain Man would let something within three feet of his sweet girl...
"You don't remember this? Has (y/n) not told you? They were! I'm serious!" Henry swore, recalling how he and his friends ventured into the Mole tunnels hidden beneath the Swellviewian streets.
It was dark and damp down there, and that's when they came face-to-face with the Mole Queen and her minions, who swore that they were everywhere - in his house, loitering in shadowy corners, scurrying into bedrooms uninvited. One of them even slapped his face, and according to some juicy gossip from the grapevine--also known as Schwoz--Ray chased one of them in the nude after they woke (y/n) up with a scream.
How he knew that was beyond the kid, but he'd hate to ask, especially since Ray took it upon himself to practically start a war between them.
"How did I miss that?" Piper asked incredulously, wanting to know every detail since it was hard to believe some furry little beasts had a party in their living room all because Ray pissed them off.
"You were sleep-texting," Henry shrugged, knowing it wasn't the first time his sister had missed out on an incredible adventure because she was too busy or invested in her phone to be included.
"What else did I miss?" She asked, feeling like there was a lot about her brother she didn't know.
"When you were sleep texting?"
"No! Before I found out you were Kid Danger. What else did I miss?" The girl asked like he was dumb. From what she gathered, he'd been a superhero's sidekick for years, way before she'd ever guessed his secret identity. Yet, they'd never discussed his daring feats and missions. And as President of the Man Fans, she couldn't live with that.
"You missed a lot," Henry replied, wondering how he could tell her everything he'd done in five years, from fighting villains to going to space to watching two soulmates find their way to each other. There was a lot to cover.
"Tell me everything!" But Piper was insistent, and she just had to know, so the boy thought about where to start. So many years ago...he was just a child, all spots and floppy hair as he remembered his first few days in the Man Cave.
"Shall we?"
"Let's blow some bubbles and fight some crime." God, that was a good feeling. He could still remember the rush of blowing his first gumball and could honestly say that he still felt it when he transformed now. From that shy, awkward kid who was called to work late at night in his pyjamas to the gangly yet boyish young man he was now, he'd had a lot of adventures as Kid Danger and all of them were by Captain Man's side. How many times had they gone up the tubes together?
And, of course, (y/n) joined them not long after he did, becoming the second sidekick Ray never planned for, but boy, he needed her. He needed both of them for very different reasons, even if they annoyed the young woman and caused a bit - lot - of chaos sometimes. There'd been many of Ray's bad ideas, too many early wake-up calls, and even a few times when the great Captain Man needed saving.
How could he forget his first mission? Kid Danger's debut? Maybe his fight against The Toddler wouldn't become legendary; it was small and a little clumsy, and he'd admit to feeling slightly awkward around Ray and (y/n) as they danced around their feelings and a new face in the Man Cave. Still, it made him who he was - a sidekick, through and through.
And they didn't stop there; he'd faced the Time Jerker and saved his friends from a terrible timeline; he'd been beaten up by Barge, the weirdo who stole every towel in Swellview; he dealt with Jeff more times than he cared to admit, and even taken down the world's most charismatic yet annoying guy ever - Rick Twitler. He'd had goons come to his house to beat him up, faced a time-travelling child robot, gone to space, fought on top of a train with two fellow supers, jumped out of a plane, had his brain fried a few times, met Bigfoot, ruined The Thumb Buddies' lives accidentally, and even gained and lost a superpower.
He'd saved Christmas, sort of, judged a ruined talent contest, faced a knight from another dimension, got stuck in a hole in a rotten, old floor, fallen victim to many of Ray and Schwoz's shenanigans, faced a mob boss, zapped countless people, met some really cool game developers, been buried alive, fell in love with a bad girl, been punched, snotted on, thrown through a few windows, been zapped, and watched Ray pretend like he was some invincible punching bag.
Honestly, he wasn't paid enough.
"That was a lot..." Piper commentated as she let the rush of information wash over her. In the time it had taken him to divulge but a handful of his Kid Danger adventures, she and Henry sat down on the couch to drink some soda and nibble on some snacks. But honestly, she was more interested in what seemed to be an extraordinary after-school job.
"I'm honestly surprised I'm still alive," her brother joked as he recounted all the near-misses he'd endured over the years--and some of them cut it pretty fine. Thank God for Ray and (y/n) for keeping him safe...mainly (y/n).
"I'm surprised Mom and Dad never found out."
"Well, Piper, I'm pretty good at lying," Henry replied slowly as the girl smiled, thinking he'd been fortunate. And in a sense, he had; Mr and Mrs Hart nearly found out so many times, and it was purely because of his skill, the help of his friends, some dumb luck, or his parents' dense skulls that his secret remained hidden.
There'd been many "Can we talk about this later?", many fake situations like Jasper in a yodelling competition, his Whiz Watch going off at inconvenient times, stitch-ups for poor Piper, hasty phone calls, filthy, black lies, pathetic excuses, too many unexplainable instances, a lot of ignorance, and far-fetched yarns.
Seriously, though, he wasn't paid enough. None of that was in the job description.
"You're actually a terrible liar," Piper giggled at the boy's tales, wondering how he'd dupe their parents into believing he bought makeup and gave it to an ugly person because he felt sorry for them. Either they were dumb, or he was just unbelievably lucky. Probably both.
"Yeah...still pretty funny, though," Henry chuckled, looking to his left since they'd moved again, this time to the steps in front of the tubes.
"Hilarious!" The girl agreed, her grin stretching from ear to ear as they clinked their soda bottles together. The glass made a satisfying chink, but before they could relax, the emergency alarm sounded, which Henry could practically hear in his sleep now.
"Emergency call!" How many had he taken over the years? As Piper rushed to answer the blaring computer, the secret door opened for two rushing heroes, Ray and (y/n). Both looked slightly flushed and rumpled as if they'd been caught short by the sudden alarm, yet Henry didn't ask. He knew better than that, and besides, they seemed pretty interested in whatever was going down in the city, the woman hot on her lover's heels as he speedily walked into the room.
"Henry, quick! There's an emergency call!" Ray exclaimed like they could hear the alarm or see the red flashing lights, but he wasn't blessed in the brains department. That's why he always tugged his sweet girl behind him, forever tethered to her by their interlaced fingers.
"We know," the siblings remarked together, sounding rather bored by the capital notion put forth by their genius leader. Henry was already taking out his gum and chewing whilst his sister checked the details, which made (y/n) chuckle when she saw her doofus' disgusted face.
"Well, Dolly pardon me for checking..." the man said sulkily, fishing the gum tube out of his pocket to retrieve a small, glowing ball as his precious fiancée squished his bicep.
"Come on, you guys. Let's just chew and blow," she told them in a firm yet lighthearted tone that was all her; (y/n) never let them go off focus, although she could easily be distracted by her doofus and his fascinating arms - so squishy.
"And then, we go," Ray confirmed, subconsciously flexing his muscles to make them rigid under her fingertips since his hindbrain knew it made her swoon. Anything for his sweet girl, but she concentrated long enough to blow her bubble, taking the same steps they had since the beginning, but before they could transform...
"We've had some pretty good gum rhymes over the years, haven't we?" Henry noted just before the couple blew their bubbles, turning to look at him instead. They didn't know what had brought on his sudden, nostalgic tone, but Ray couldn't fault his accuracy. He'd delivered some killer lines over the years.
"Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah..." he sighed wistfully, remembering all the times he had to dust off his little grey cells to think of rhyming words, which was more complicated than you'd think when you only had a few seconds until you were out the door.
There was thwart and airport when shit was going down at Swellview Airport on Jasper's first day of work, space and ace when they were about to blast off in Schwoz love shuttle, and no one forgot gum and scum. Those were classics, but it didn't stop there. Yo and Video and Mission and Magician were also good examples, but sometimes, the trio were in such a rush they didn't have time to think of one. Or it was just Ray being dense--mentally and physically.
Even during an emergency, they chewed with urgency, which they were doing now as they chewed with nostalgia. They were so wrapped up in their hilarious memories that they didn't notice the gum in their mouths practically turning to mush and Piper saying their names repeatedly as the minutes ticked by.
"You guys!"
"Hmmm?" The boys hummed, blinking back into consciousness as Piper flapped over whatever was said over the phone. Ray had slung his arm around (y/n)'s shoulders, pulling her close as they slowly chewed and snuggled up.
"Stop rhyme-membering!"
"Why?" Henry asked, having enjoyed all the flashbacks, but for some weird reason, Piper looked slightly panicked.
"Because the emergency call is coming from Junk-N-Stuff!" The girl exclaimed, and their faces fell. The severity of the situation dawned on them, making them stare at the elevator and up, wondering what was happening up there.
"What?! How bad is it?! Should we be worried? Has the cash register been emptied?!" (y/n) asked in a panicked tone, snaking her arms around her doofus and squishing herself into his side. It wasn't like she was scared, but anything happening in their personal space felt like an invasion and made her inner superhero claw to go upstairs and sort it out.
"Relax, pretty girl. It's probably just Jasper," Ray soothed her after spitting out his gum, pecking her temple as she pouted. His minor but effective touch made her smile as she sighed deeply and nodded, feeling better with his lips on her skin. That made sense; Jasper always made mountains out of molehills, leading to a ban on using the emergency alarm.
"Exactly! We gotta get up there," Henry nodded, but he still backtracked toward the elevator.
"Why? He probably just got his head stuck in a lawn chair or something," the man argued, wanting to stay put in his Man Cave with his beloved sweet girl rather than see what Jasper had done now. That boy was nothing but trouble, and he really pissed Ray off.
"What?"
"He probably just got his head stuck in a lawn chair or something," he repeated as Henry frowned, unable to believe that his best friend would do something like that. He was dumb, but not that dumb.
"I heard what you said, but it just sounds ridiculous," the kid remarked, but little did he know that said Jasper was currently upstairs, hopping from place to place as he struggled against a folding wicker chair. How he'd managed it was anyone's guess, but luckily, help was coming.
"Come on, doofus. If we don't go and help, he'll dehydrate and starve, and I won't like that happen to one of my babies," (y/n) sighed, wrapping her hands around one of Ray's biceps, so she could pull him across the room.
He released a long, tired groan but trudged after her anyway, knowing he couldn't stay downstairs without pining for her; the couple followed a bemused Henry into the elevator. He rolled his eyes at their behaviour, watching Ray's hulking frame curled around (y/n) in the absurdly small space, rasping something thankfully incoherent against her neck to make the woman giggle.
The trip upstairs was mercifully short, thank god. The trio arrived upstairs before Ray could get handsy, quickly stepping out of the elevator and brushing through the beaded curtain onto the shop floor.
There he was. Jasper. Through his pure Jasper-like weirdness, he'd somehow shoved his head straight through the chair's metal legs and tried in vain to pull it off.
"What'd I tell ya?" Ray scoffed as he waltzed into the shop, looking upon the boy with disdain, who kept grunting pathetically with every attempt he made to get free.
"Wow, he really is stuck in a lawn chair," (y/n) said with a head tilt, trying to understand how he'd gotten so stuck as she stroked, fondled and hugged Ray's arm. It was so beefy and squishy; she loved it.
"Pay up, suckers!" He exclaimed, holding out his ginormous palm to his sweet girl and the kids, making them stare blankly at his outstretched hand. Pay him what?
"We never bet," Henry told him, frowning as (y/n) slapped his hand and nudged him for being so brash. What was his was hers and vice versa; she wasn't giving her silly doof anything, not for an unofficial bet, anyway.
"Heh? Oh, right."
"Just get me outta this thing!" Jasper snapped, feeling his neck strain and ache the longer it was trapped between the jagged wicker and wickedly cool iron. He even tried to bite through to loosen it up, but that seemed to worsen, creating short fibres that irritated his skin more.
"Buddy, this is bad, even for you," his best friend giggled, wondering if he should take a pic to preserve the moment forever. In all the years he'd known Jasper, he'd always gotten unstuck, and none were as weird or stupid. And he'd done some dumb shit.
"But it's not the strangest thing that Jasper's ever done," Piper noted, having known the strange boy since her brother brought him home and said they were best friends. Oh, what a blessed day that was; to have Jasper in their lives forever. And ever. And ever.
"You can say that again!" Ray chuckled, almost lamenting the day he begrudgingly hired the kid - the day he showed him his underwear -. Still, if he was honest, there'd be a Jasper-shaped hole in his heart if he ever left. A small one, but a spot nonetheless, and he knew Curly meant the world to his sweet girl.
From the minute he introduced himself in Henry's basement, then again during that grand tour of the Man Cave, they'd grown fond of the little weirdo. Every family has to have one, and Jasper took the role on wholeheartedly; he ate from the floor, licked his elbows, stroked randomer's hair, once hung upside outside Henry's kitchen, once had an unmentionable alien on his face, and boiled said face in scalding meatball water.
He loved weird outfits, especially ones that showed off his belly button and couldn't move for buckets during his early teens, an obsession he thankfully grew out of. He'd shot himself multiple times, had many altercations with Omar in Junk-N-Stuff, impersonated Miss Shapen, and showed Ray his underpants on his first day at work. How he got hired after that was anyone's guess.
He swallowed keys, had eleven toes, and curled his hair for years because he thought it was cool, only to realise at sixteen that his naturally straight locks suited him better.
He was so strange, but that endeared him to (y/n), who couldn't help but bond with the kid who made her laugh when she wanted to cry and do anything for his friends without something in return. He was the best baking assistant she'd ever had, the best storekeeper, and the second dork she loved with all her heart.
Her Curly.
"...Okay, enough about Jasper doing weird things," (y/n) told them firmly, knowing they'd spend all day daydreaming if they went over everything little thing he'd done, but to their shock, Jasper had only pulled another trick out of his bizarre bag.
"Yup!" He nodded, snapping a pair of goggles over his eyes as he relaxed against the lawn chair. Whilst they were thinking about his past exploits, he'd wriggled free of the iron clutches and happily sprawled out on the chair underneath a tanning lamp.
"Curly, what have I told you?! Those things are bad for you!" (y/n) whined, ruffling his hair as he sunned himself in the ultraviolet light, but she didn't nag him.
"I wanna hear more of the stuff you guys did before I found out you were Captain Man, Miss Danger, and Kid Danger," Piper said, drawing the woman away from Jasper and his vanity because where to start? They'd been doing it for so long now, and they'd shared so many adventures--(y/n) wasn't even sure if she remembered all of them.
"Well, how much time ya got, Piper? 'Cause there's a lot about us that you don't know."
"Us?" Ray reiterated sarcastically, cocking an eyebrow at the boy, who seemed deludedly believe that he was part of their squad, the crew, y'know, the gang who kicked criminal ass. He was just the kid who ran his store, not Marlon Brando.
"Yeah, us. I've known Henry's secret for years," he scoffed, shifting to get comfy on his lounger as the golden light tingled his skin. He sounded so smug, like he was superior, but Henry begged to differ.
"You still missed a lot before you found out," the boy told his friend, remembering how he had to lie for months until Ray finally relented and allowed Jasper to keep his memory--something about how he'd never give up (y/n) as his best friend, so Henry didn't have to either. How those two didn't know they were in love was ridiculous.
"Like what?"
What, indeed. Henry was only thirteen when he took Ray's oath, hand-on-heart with (y/n) as their witness to the momentous occasion. He pleaded to be an awesome sidekick, and he definitely delivered. He took on enemies twice his size, impressed his boss during his first fight, made a few arrogant mistakes, and helped Charlotte get a job too.
Once, he was accidentally turned into a rampaging man-beast and another time, he became indestructible and breathed fire. Seeing (y/n) gain superpowers was sad, but he was still epic. He kissed a few girls, fell in love a few times, and had his heart broken even more, but that was nothing compared to going back in time or hatching a super secret plan to get two numskulls to confess.
Of everything he'd done during his time in the Man Cave, Henry would say that bringing Ray and (y/n) together felt gooooood, even though the journey was excruciating.
"I was young when I started..." the boy sighed fondly as she slouched on a hand-shaped chair. Looking back, maybe he was too young, naïve, and overzealous, hellbent on becoming a superhero's sidekick.
"Yeah...my little baby," (y/n) said tearfully, blowing her nose on a rumpled tissue as she sat between Ray's crossed legs. All the memories made everyone tired, so they found various places to sit, and the couple chose the floor.
She couldn't believe how he'd grown, and it made her want to hug him and never let go. Who would stop her? He'd always been the awkward, funny boy who wandered into the Man Cave looking terrified to her, even if he towered over her now.
"You hired a little kid to be your sidekick..."
"Yeah..." Ray nodded, petting his lover's hair as she sniffled and buried her blotchy face in his neck. His heart throbbed at seeing her so sad, but they were primarily happy memories, and (y/n) knew she was just being broody and emotional; they weren't even her kids.
"That is grossly negligent."
"Yeah, doofus. I really should've stopped you," the woman agreed, wiping her sticky cheeks and cupping his jaw. She tilted Ray's face toward her, seeing his smile and pulling him in for a mean kiss that said what's done is done. I'm not gonna tell you off now. Nothing terrible had happened to Henry--well, not much, and he was still alive, so she preferred to taste her doofus' lips until they were dizzy and breathless, high off the peppermint-honey taste.
"Any-Ray, turns out you both missed out on a lot," Ray moved on once he'd pulled away, although he was quick to dive back in when he'd finished his sentence.
"You guys missed out on some fun stuff, too," Piper argued smugly, smirking as she watched the adults stand up, all with their lips still locked.
"Pffft, unlikely," the hero scoffed, his words slightly muffled as his mouth brushed against (y/n)'s, letting her feel his warm breath over her cheeks. He fought criminals, thieves, and psychopaths with his sidekick and incredibly hot fiancée. He seriously doubted if they could compare.
"You did! Piper and I spent a lot of time together before we found out the secret," Jasper told them, sitting up from his tanning bed and pushing his goggles up to his hairline. It was true; with Henry and Charlotte at work, he and Piper had to amuse themselves, although, at times, they wanted to kill each other.
When Henry went on that game show, Spin and Win, Piper accidentally whacked the boy in the nose whilst they waited in the audience line. They were together when Junk-N-Stuff went into lockdown, meaning Piper had ample opportunity to trick Jasper numerous times. Literally, all the time, and he always fell for it.
And then there was the iconic moment Piper got her driver's license by mistake, which she never let people forget. They went driving together, a terrifying experience for both, not to mention the times they clawed each other's eyes out.
"I mean..."
"Funny!" Piper insisted, even though the heroes begged to differ about her and Jasper's "fun". She'd matured a lot over the years, and so had his best friend, but they still irritated the hell out of each other. But he supposed some of it was cool...
"Okay, I'll give it to you," Ray smiled softly, hating to admit it, but the weird kid and brat had some adventures while he was off hero-ing. Jasper couldn't help but recline and feel smug, knowing the man's admission was rare.
"Yeah, you will."
"Don't push it," the man said in a deep voice, making his sweet girl shudder. Authoritative Ray was Hot Ray, and Jasper quickly backed down as the woman hung off her fiancé's body, weak-kneed for him.
"I thought it was funny!" A sudden voice added, making everyone jump as they jerked their heads to the sofa in the window to see Schwoz sitting behind Piper, wearing a fancy black hat. The girls screeched and felt their hearts jump to their mouths, much like how (y/n) jumped to wrap her arms around her doofus' neck and snuggle into his safety.
"Geez, Schwoz!" Henry remarked, staring at the tiny man incredulously at how he'd managed to sneak in and sit down with them without anyone noticing. But that was Schwoz, the Man Cave's resident weirdo, who was odd in a way Jasper could never achieve.
"Hello!"
"Have you been there this whole time?!" Ray asked harshly, rubbing his precious girl's back soothingly as she panted and tried to calm her racing heartbeat. He gave her a fright, but she was okay, just spooked. Someone really should've told Ray that, though, who took her comfort, safety and happiness as his number one priority.
"I dunno..." the genius replied cryptically, giving his family a coy smirk.
"Great disguise, Schwoz," (y/n) said, gesturing to his hat. It was simple and outwardly harmless, but strangely, it helped him blend into the shop's kooky surroundings.
"Thank you. I've had some even better ones over the years," Schwoz shrugged, and everyone agreed. He was well-known for dressing up and fooling someone of the brightest, most formidable people around because it was what Schwoz did best, apart from freaky science experiments.
"We all have..." Henry added, triggering so many memories.
How could he, (y/n), and Ray forget the time they had to dress up as clowns to save a kid's birthday party from Zom-bees? Phalange the Clown was one of her best, not to mention Exterminator Phalange, the notorious alien killer. When they snuck into the Magic Palace, they had to wear those crazy magician costumes. Of course, Charlotte and Jasper got a taste when they had to wear disguises to protect their identities as employees.
Once, Piper accidentally shaved her head as part of her Halloween costume; the night (y/n) was a weirdly cute goldfish and a superhero one year. That was ironic. Then there were all the times Schwoz broke into Henry's house with various disguises to buy his way in, Jasper and Charlotte pretending to be Kid Danger and Task Bunnies, and the embarrassing moment when they all turned up to a Hawaiian-themed party hideously overdressed.
Oh god, talking of embarrassment, Ray once dressed up as Mr Gelding--Henry's substitute teacher. At least (y/n) had the sense to try and look normal that day, but Ray just looked weird...and pathetic since all he did was hardcore pine in those days. Like that time, he and Schwoz pretended to be Henry and his brunette girlfriend to get into Soto Voce, even though (y/n) could've asked her old friend, Jesse, to get them in any way. Yeah, Ray really ate humble pie that night.
"...I forgot I was supposed to help Charlotte with a science project," Henry sighed, bringing them out of the flashback as the realisation hit him like a freight train. Ah, jeez - she was gonna kill him.
"She's waiting for me at my house!"
"Oooh, is your mom home?" Ray asked excitedly from his place on Jasper's lawn chair, making (y/n) freeze and go goosebumpy. One mention of that woman, and she stiffened, thinking she had some unknown, unobtainable quality that she couldn't achieve, even though her doofus' excitement was because of something entirely different. He'd grown out of his I love Mrs Hart phase.
"Hmm?" Henry frowned in disgust, watching as his friend awkwardly stood and went over to a display on the pretence she was straightening some clutter and not muttering to herself about that stupid hussy. She was rightfully upset because Ray didn't explain, and that's all he needed to do. And preferably not sound so interested at the thought of the ever-beautiful Kris Hart.
"Oooh, is your mom home?"
"That hmm gets me every time," Piper laughed, trying to diffuse some of the tension by laughing at their dumbness. In her short time in the Man Cave, she'd noticed how everyone seemed to have a hearing problem, conveniently mishearing things when they were annoyed or trying to look innocent.
"Every time? We do that a lot?" Jasper asked confusedly as Ray looked over at his sweet girl, wondering why she was so intrigued by the Elvis bobblehead when his comfy, inviting lap was free for her to sit in.
Now that they thought about it, though, they could remember many times they used the famous hmmm? Like when Henry wanted to avoid his nosy family, he'd go all doe-eyed and naïve, making them repeat themselves. And things often had to be reiterated when something sounded stupid like a liquid cleanse and tunnels, so they could be as stupid the second time. Even when things were genuinely innocent, the hum had to be used--it was just natural, if slightly annoying.
"You were right. We do that a lot," (y/n) said, twitching a smile as she made Elvi wobble his head. She couldn't help but pout, feeling terror pool in her tummy at the thought of her doofus waltzing into Henry's house, sweeping Mrs Hart off her feet, and carrying her off into the sunset. It was crazy, but she worried. That woman was...sneaky.
"Ah, jeez, I got forty-two missed calls from Charlotte. She's gonna be mad."
"Rightfully so. You made her a promise, Hen, and yet here you still are," the woman told him, finally leaving the trinket alone, although her back was still turned to her doofus. But he didn't sense anything wrong; he merely stared at her finer features as she scolded the boy.
"Ah, Charlotte never gets mad," Ray argued as he stretched his beefy arms behind his head and admired the view of his sweet girl's perfect butt. Henry's science project wasn't his problem, but that sweet lil heinie was...
"Are you kidding me?" Jasper scoffed, giving the man a dry look.
"What?" Ray asked, not knowing that working for him often left the poor girl like a walking, talking volcano. If you caught her in the wrong mood, she'd scream and shout at you, hit things, growl, glare, use her endless wit and sass to make you submit, and even resort to physical violence sometimes.
It was a miracle she hadn't gone insane yet, although she did once knee Schwoz in the crotch. Lesson one: never mess with Charlotte.
"Wow...she gets mad a lot."
"She has good reasons."
"Can't blame her," Jasper and Piper shrugged, sympathising with the girl because working for Captain Man and his ego wasn't all it was cracked up to be. Honestly, it was a miracle (y/n) hadn't gone insane yet, but judging by her Elvis bobblehead fixation, she might well be on her way.
"Yeah, well, she's mad now, too. Listen!" Henry exclaimed, having checked his voicemail to see an agonisingly long message from his friend, and he doubted it was a positive checkup from his old pal.
"WHERE ARE YOU?!" Charlotte's voice came screaming through his PearPhone's speaker, striking fear into everyone's hearts because, wow. She sounded really mad. Furious, even at being left to do the project alone.
"She's mad. Let's go-sc'go-sc'go-sc'go-sc'go!" The kid exclaimed, clicking off his phone and shoving it in his pocket before rushing out the door.
The others followed suit, hauling ass and scrambling from their seats to get out of the store lest Charlotte hunt them down. To his disappointment, (y/n) was already gone by the time Ray had gotten off the chair, leaving him with no option but to help Schwoz up from the floor and traipse after her like a lost puppy.
At least that never changed; he always pursued her, skipping behind her heels like she walked on starlight and rainbows. If only she knew how he smiled at the back of her head, earning a spring in his step, throughout the walk to Henry's house...
~Henry's house~
Having practically run through the streets, spurred on by some flaming texts, the group burst into Henry's house with apologies already thought out and on the tips of their tongues.
"We're here--we're here! I'm sorry--I'm sorry!" Henry apologised as they scattered across his living room. Still, he was only interested in Charlotte's setup, where the girl had arranged her funky science experiment on the kitchen table. She had pipes, tubes, violet lights, and flasks hooked together in a mish-mash high school wizardry.
"Where have you been?" The girl demanded to know since she'd been ready for ages, but her so-called helpful friend didn't show up.
"At work. We got distracted. For some reason, we keep remembering funny things today," Henry replied, making Charlotte roll her eyes and return to her project for the final preparations.
Meanwhile, (y/n) had been wandering the living room, arms tucked around her waist in a self-hug as she watched her doofus explore the ornaments on the sideboard. She spotted it before he did and prayed that he'd leave the family photo of the gorgeous Kris alone before he broke her heart. However, his eyes were glued to the frame like a moth is drawn to a flame.
"Hey, is your mom here?" Ray asked Henry as he showed him the photo--as if the kid didn't know what his mother looked like. He'd love to chat with Mrs Hart - the lovely lady who gave him sound advice on his relationship when he felt like a clueless moron. Although he didn't see how his sweet girl practically deflated at the question.
"Dude, what is your deal with my mom?" Henry fired back sharply, feeling a protective urge rise as he saw how lost and lonely (y/n) looked behind the idiot before him. Maybe Ray asked for the right reasons; his mom was aware of and very respectful of his relationship, but he just wished he had drawn the line, especially for (y/n) to see.
She was the sunshine kid, all smiles and kindness. Seeing her frown felt like the universe was out of alignment.
"I don't have a deal with your mom," Ray argued, wondering why the kid seemed so snappy when he asked a simple question about a lady who'd grown to be his good friend. Maybe he'd shown an inkling of interest when they first met, but that was only because he didn't know he'd managed to make the best girl in the world fall in love with him. Why turn her down for an already-married woman?
"What are you talking about?"
"You most definitely do," the kids told him firmly, making Ray look off as (y/n) sagged and whimpered to herself. They saw it; she lived it, so why didn't her doofus know she was tearing her heart to pieces?
It started in the early days of Henry as Kid Danger. Ray snuck into his bedroom to scold him after a mission gone wrong, and that's when he first saw her picture. The hero was instantly taken with the blonde's bright smile and stunning features, believing they'd be enough to quell his aching heart. He was in love with a girl, and she'd never love him back, so Kris would be his placebo.
He'd flirt with her at any opportunity, whether in the Hart house or elsewhere, like when everyone was arrested. Don't even mention the time he turned up at their home to protect Mrs Hart from a purse thief, ending up staying an entire week to drive Henry insane and make (y/n) pine for her doofus.
Throughout the period before their relationship, he didn't waste any moment that allowed him to compliment the woman, knowing the longer he dwelled on her, the less he had to think about his best friend marrying someone else one day. Henry hated it from the get-go, scolding his boss and encouraging him to just talk to (y/n) and ask her out - he'd find the outcome enlightening.
In the end, everyone who'd told him to be brave was right, much to Ray's disbelief. When Kris told him to take the plunge and tell the girl he was in love with about his feelings, he thought she was crazy, arguing (y/n) was too good and, above all else, his best friend. He couldn't lose her, but then, she gave him the best advice of all.
"If it's true love, she will never leave." And she was right. Five years later, he was still in love and engaged to the sweetest girl he'd ever met. No matter how much he annoyed or upset her, she never left, which still blew his mind.
"Let's just move on," Ray mumbled shyly, having never thought about how stupid he used to be or how much he talked about Henry's mom. It was a little embarrassing, but no one mentioned his red cheeks because he'd lit a flare during his nostalgia... And so, his obsession with pyrotechnics continued.
"Where'd you get that flare?" Piper asked, thinking his pockets weren't deep enough to hide it, and she hadn't seen him sneakily pull it out from under his shirt.
"Hey, doofus. What have I told you about playing with flares? Give it!" (y/n) snapped at him, feeling slightly prickly, knowing her fiancé had a deep crush on another woman. Not a celebrity or someone unobtainable but stupid Mrs Hart - the lady she couldn't help but hate for no real reason, save that she was his type in human form.
"No..." Ray whined at her, keeping the flare close to his chest since he wanted to admire its flaming beauty, but his sweet girl was strict. She lunged for the tube, feeling like a mother scolding her child, but that was them all over, and Ray appreciated her concern deep down.
"Give it!"
"You guys really are like an old married couple..." Piper giggled, watching her friend wrestle the flare out of her doofus' hands, so she could dump it in the sink for extinguishing. (y/n) gave Ray a sharp glare and a nudge to his ribs, clearly annoyed and hurt by his recollection of her mom. Still, if she was an outsider looking in, she'd know the man had eyes for no one but her.
"Not married..." (y/n) replied, splashing water over the flare until it fizzled and died. Ray pouted behind her, lamenting both the loss of his perilous toy and the mention of their lack of matching rings. She was his wife in his heart and head, and only a stupid bit of paper stopped him from saying it officially.
"Yet..." But her mumbled addition quickly brought a smile back to his face. The hero grinned as she wiped her damp hands on a towel and turned to snake her arms around his neck.
Perhaps she was feeling territorial, but Ray didn't mind or even notice, holding her waist as she pulled him in for a much-needed kiss that had them sighing and falling in love all over again. Every peck was like a reset button, and knowing that she got to do this, not Mrs Hart or any other woman, made (y/n) feel better, especially when she pulled away, only for Ray to whine and pull her back in.
"One day, sweet girl... Can't wait to marry you," he grinned, pressing kisses all over her face, making the woman shriek gleefully. The kids watched with bemused smiles, thinking they were ridiculous and adorable, rolled into one - soulmates if they'd ever seen them.
"Can't believe I've done this for five years..."
"Done what for five years?" Piper asked her brother, eyeing Henry as he shook his head, seemingly annoyed by the lovey-dovey couple, but his eyes said everything. He was prouder than anyone else in the room, probably because he'd seen it all.
"Watched this. Did you know it took him ten years to ask her out? The man was a chicken!"
"Seriously?! Dude, she's, like, the nicest person in the world and head over heels for you. Why would you be afraid of (y/n/n)?" The young girl asked, laughing with the boys as the hero's ears turned pink, feeling everyone's on him. His precious fiancée chuckled and stroked his flaming cheeks, highly amused because it was true, even though it took two to build what they had now.
"'Cause look at her! She's hot, clever, funny, beautiful, kind, cute, generous, creative, passionate--" the man rambled, spinning (y/n) in his arms. Hence, she faced the teens, holding and squishing her face to highlight all her brilliant characteristics, although all he did was make her shy and them amused.
"Okay, Ray. We get it. You're in love, you've found your soulmate, she completes you, and you can't imagine your life without her. You two haven't changed since the first time I met you..." Henry sighed, shaking his head as the couple gazed into each other's eyes, bashful but entirely entranced by the other's stare.
"Aren't you dating?"
"Ray? No, no, no. No. I could never. We're just friends." That was the old story. Henry saw it from the first day he met them - the chemistry between the man and woman skirting around what was yelling at them to acknowledge.
(y/n) could deny it all she wanted, but even a thirteen-year-old boy saw how she pined for her doofus, grinned when they were together and frowned when he danced with hula girls. Still, she said nothing and stuck by her doofus' side through thick and thin, suffering in silence with her love hidden away whilst Ray dealt with the same thing.
He could remember their conversation like it was yesterday. Even when he used his sneakiest methods, getting Ray to admit that he felt something more than friendly for his pretty helper was like trying to get blood out of a stone.
"Don't you like her?"
"No! Come on, man! She's my friend, and she works for me!"
"Yeah, but you like her."
"Stop!"
"Don't worry, man! I won't tell her!"
"Good!"
"AHA! So you do like her!"
It spiralled from there, leading to him, Charlotte, and then Jasper practically tearing their hair out because, for all their efforts, the idiots couldn't see that their love was mutual, screaming to be acted on. Not even a Christmas kiss under the mistletoe made them realise. However, they'd later confess that the kiss was the moment they knew this was forever.
An excruciating plan later, and they finally started dating. To say Ray's gob had never been more smacked was an understatement; the girl of his dreams was in love with him, and it just grew from there. They kissed, fought, made up, and never been happier, so their engagement was a quick but inevitable next step.
Sure, they'd had some rocky moments when everything looked bleak, but they always made it out the other side stronger than ever before. They were constant, reliable, and unchanging; it brought a feeling of routine in an environment that felt constantly changing, especially for the kids fighting crime and growing up simultaneously.
Everyone could rely on Ray to love (y/n) and (y/n) to love Ray. They were always there for support, advice, and playfully disparaging teasing. A wedding would complete the circle and right everything wrong in the world, but that was yet to be seen.
Soon, though. Very soon, indeed.
"Actually, yes, we have changed. He's my doofus, and I love him, which is more than I could say five years ago," (y/n) grinned, her ear resting against Ray's pec as he cradled her in his arms, utterly enamoured with everything about the sweet girl against his chest.
"Right...it took us a while, but we got there in the end," Ray added in a voice no higher than a murmur. His lips brushed the top of her head, and she snuggled into his warmth, rubbing her nose against the spot where his shirt cracked open to reveal a sliver of cologne-soaked skin. They were a picture of romance, and no one, not even Charlotte, could deny they weren't made for each other - balancing and wholesome.
"Okay, you guys are cute, but I need someone to film me doing my science experiment right away," the brown-haired girl interrupted, sounding tired and hurried. She hated to break up their little love session, but she had an assignment due, and she refused to fail the class unnecessarily.
'Why in Henry's kitchen?" Ray asked, still petting his sweet girl's hair as she relaxed against him, glad he'd forgotten the ever-lovely Kris...for now.
"Yeah, why aren't you in your own kitchen, Charlotte."
"Yeah, Charlotte..." Jasper and Henry added, looking at her almost accusingly, which didn't sit well with the girl. Her frosty glare froze them in place, her anger becoming apparent as they dared to assume she wanted to do her work in someone else's house.
"Seriously?" She asked dryly, arms folded and face flat as she remembered the fabulous day she foolishly sent Ray, Henry, and Jasper to her house to get her phone charger.
Oh, that was fun to explain to her parents when they came home to see their kitchen had burnt down, something they put down to a freak accident, but Charlotte knew it was flare-related. Those morons...
"Oh...right," Jasper nodded awkwardly. Now that he thought about it, he did remember something happening when he and the lads went to her house, meaning Henry and Ray were also scuffing their feet and biting their lips in shame.
"Now, will someone please film me doing my science experiment before it's too late?!"
"Too late for what?" Schwoz asked, wondering what all the hurry was about because, from where he was standing, the project didn't seem lively. What he didn't know...
"It's about to explode!" Charlotte exclaimed, and everyone gasped dramatically at the suspense. She never said anything about an explosion, so they were all worried about how serious it could be. They gathered around the table to have a thorough nosey before their impending doom, much to the girl's frustration as she offered her phone to the first volunteer.
"Someone hurry up and film me completing my experiment before it explodes!"
"Henry, hurry up!" (y/n) said to the kid, snapping her fingers, and Ray's arms anchored her to his hip. She'd do it herself, but his hold was like iron, solid and inescapable because he wanted to act as her shield should the worst happen. So, with everyone egging him on, Henry took his friend's phone, turning it horizontally to capture the perfect footage of the action.
"In three, two, one..." he counted down, ready to record, when Ray turned to him with his sweet girl tucked in his arms, hands on her waist.
"Hey, speaking of explosions..."
"Yeah, what's up, big dog?" The kid grinned at him, quickly forgetting about Charlotte, her experiment, and his task of filming it as he lowered the phone. He sensed another flashback coming...
"No!" Charlotte snapped, feeling her anger flare again as he lost focus. All she wanted was a minute of his time - was that too much to ask?
"How many times have we almost gotten blown up?" Ray asked with a mischievous glint in his eye, making (y/n) pull away from his chest to raise her eyebrow at him. He suggested it was something to be proud of, not as if Henry was highly vulnerable and could become jelly sliding down the walls if their luck ran out.
"Too many, doofus! You never listen to my tummy!" She giggled, trying to be stern, but he looked silly, playfully waggling his eyebrows to pull more sweet sounds from her lips. He was such an idiot, but she loved him for it; staying mad was impossible, especially when he triggered so many hilarious memories.
"Wait, wait, wait, wait!" Charlotte tried to stop them from daydreaming before everything went boom, but it was too late. No one could forget about one of Ray's glorifying moments when he tried to bluff Schwoz into giving him the better secret room, only to accidentally blow up the Man Cave.
That was his most incredible explosion, but there were others too. Many of Schwoz's pranks included explosives, and a few accidents often ended in things blowing up in a fireball, not to mention how Captain Man himself sometimes got involved. He'd been blasted too many times to remember them all, but a few stuck out, like when they had to test his indestructibility or when his hands got stuck in a box.
They'd even faced explosions on a moving train and when a spy cake infiltrated the Man Cave. They'd been in shops when all hell broke loose, several factories where the explosion ruined lives, and even suffered a glitter bomb, which was surprisingly worse than fire and fodder. The stuff was impossible to wash off...and it got everywhere.
And who could forget the time Charlotte accidentally shot Henry with Ray's cannon? Sure, he was indestructible at the time, and the shrapnel that injured (y/n) was nothing her super-regeneration couldn't handle, but still. It freaked the hero out and made him realise how precious his sidekicks were to him.
Even recently, when Jack Frittleman returned for revenge, they accidentally blew his face off with a boomsday device. That was interesting and proved that chaos followed in their wake, for good and bad.
"Okay, that's enough remembering!" Charlotte hissed as the last memory faded, breaking them out of the trance. They'd had some tremendous explosions over the years. Still, if they weren't careful, they'd have another one on their hands, one the girl wouldn't replicate again.
"Can we please get back to my science experiment before it blows up?!"
"Hey..." That was a naïve assumption from her, thinking Ray could do something serious for more than a minute. He tried to pay attention, his face falling into a thin, emotionless frown, but he couldn't help but succumb to the wave of emotion that flooded his bones, blood, and soul. They'd been so remember-y today, and it made him step back from reality and view his life for what it was; crazy, bizarre, beautiful.
"We've really been through a lot together, haven't we?"
"Yeah, doofus..." (y/n) teased him, suddenly feeling warm and gooey when he smiled at her and Henry. He could be a softie sometimes, making her hold him close as she reflected on how far they'd come as a couple, building a home together and watching four children grow into adults. Someone pass her the tissues.
"Aw, come on!" Charlotte exclaimed, throwing his hands up with a disdained expression because there they went again. The group looked upwards slightly, their eyes turning hazy and dreamy as the best memories came rolling in, filling their hearts with the knowledge that the past wasn't so bad. Traumatic at times, but okay.
"I need help, and someday someone's gonna have to take over for me."
"Like?"
"Like you, Henry." And that was where it all started. Little did he know, but Henry wrapped Ray around his finger from the get-go. The man would do anything for the kid: run through fire, fight the world, give up everything. He hated putting him in danger, knowing he wouldn't be able to live with himself if anything happened to the boy under his watch, wearing his uniform, but Henry didn't care. He took an oath - the sidekick life chose him, and he chose it.
Hugs were exchanged, heart-to-hearts were whispered when no one else was listening, and a bond formed. Ray shared his life with Henry, telling him he was in love with a girl, wanted to marry her, and didn't want to ruin anything. The kid listened to everything, hearing his fears, hopes, and dreams, much like (y/n) did for him.
The woman was a great listener and a fountain of advice, meaning he could go to her with things Ray would just tease him about. Crushes, girl troubles, personal struggles--anything; (y/n) knew how to sit and let him get it all out, moving in for one of her warm, all-consuming hugs at the right moment. He loved her hugs because she smelled great and always seemed soft and squishy, so he could understand why Ray constantly wanted her close.
"You know, I've never really had someone to look out for me like you do, like a big sister thing."
"I'm always gonna look out for you, Henry Hart." And she did. (y/n) had Henry's back, and he had hers, with Ray hovering above their mini-partnership to form a solid unit. A trio. The foundations of their little family, which, strangely, had shifted to the porch amidst their recollection.
"Ooh!" They all jumped when Charlotte the front door behind her, stepping out on the porch to see them either standing around, looking gormless or slouched on the bench with their mouths slightly open and drooling.
"What happened?"
"Yeah, since when am I snuggling my doof out here?" (y/n) asked with Piper, both girls frowning and looking around in confusion as their skin prickled at the chillier air. Luckily for the heroine, she had Ray's beefy arm laid around her shoulders like a blanket, and the warmth radiating from his side invited her to shuffle closer to him.
"I pushed you all out here while you were remembering," Charlotte explained, giving them all a cold stare, not that her friend noticed, as she practically crawled into Ray's lap and kissed his jaw.
"Why?"
"Because my science experiment was about to--" she answered, only to be interrupted by a loud boom and the feeling of the house shaking around them. The tremors ricocheted through the floor, travelling through their limbs, making the family gasp. Piper paled as she saw a burst of colour and scorching light engulf the living room, no doubt ruining the furniture for her parents to see later.
"...blow up."
"Thanks for blowing up my kitchen, Charlotte!" Henry exclaimed sarcastically as the adults cringed. Ray exchanged awkward glances with Schwoz while his sweet girl froze in his embrace. Perhaps a little more adult supervision would've been appropriate.
"Yes, thanks!"
"I tried to get you to film it before--" the girl tried to defend herself, facing off with Piper as the blonde sneered at her. The siblings didn't know what excuse they would try and use on their parents. It would have to be good, considering the door, walls, and furnishings were covered in a multicoloured goo.
"Hey, Schwoz..." However, Ray interrupted her, arms curled around his precious fiancée as he looked at his handyman, much to their annoyance.
"Yeah?"
"Charlotte's exploding science experiment just gave me an idea," he said, spreading his thighs a little further apart so (y/n) would have more room. However, it just made her hot under the collar.
"Ooh, an idea. This is dangerous," she teased him, earning an unimpressed glance from her doofus as she giggled to herself. She stroked his cheek and leaned in for a brief kiss, laughing as his large palm squeezed her hip as a warning.
"Could we go to an alternate dimension and steal another kitchen for Henry?" He asked, presenting an entirely predictable, mad idea like (y/n) knew he would. It was stupid, but for Schwoz, inter-dimensional borrowing wasn't impossible; instead, it was something he regularly did, no matter how much the heroine warned him about messing with the space-time continuum.
"I don't see why not..."
"Sick, dude!"
"Great idea!" Henry and Piper grinned, complimenting the man to (y/n)'s disdain because words like that would inflate his huge ego. He relaxed on the bench, feeling like the happiest man in the world, with his family surrounding him and his soon-to-be wife at the centre of everything. The contentment inspired a new curiosity, one weirder than anything he'd asked for.
"But first...could you find us a dimension where actors are, I don't know, like, trying to pretend to be us?"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah...but sometimes, they mess up their lines?"
"Or experience other funny, unforeseen mishaps?" The boys asked, grinning at each other as they bounced off the same idea, which sounded ridiculous to the girls. Them? Actors? Really? As if that would ever happen, but perhaps in another world...
"You mean, like bloopers?" Charlotte frowned, wondering how their brains worked as she glanced at (y/n) and Piper, who couldn't see themselves as anything but who they were; ordinary, non-acting people.
"Yes! Can you find us a blooper dimension?!"
"That has got to be the strangest thing you've ever thought of, doofus...but I'm curious. Can you do it, Schwoz?" The woman asked, fluffing her lover's hair as she tried to imagine what went on in his silly head. The thought of being on a set or stage made a shiver run down her spine - all those eyes looking at her - but maybe, in another life, she was brave and bubbly, fun and confident, a star of the silver screen.
"I don't see why not," the genius replied, shrugging because he had all the tools and kit - Bill Evil's dimension tech. It would be easy to just hop across the world for light entertainment. Hence, the others leapt with renewed energy, eager to return to the Man Cave to see this crazy world.
Ray and his ideas...were as weird as they were wonderful.
~The Man Cave~
With Schwoz at the controls of his dimensional hopping doohickey, everyone gathered on the couch. Henry, Jasper, and Piper prepared some snacks and set them in the middle of the table for everyone to nibble whilst Piper was on drinks. Everyone got a soda before sinking to watch what had to be the world's best TV, huddled together with elbows touching elbows.
(y/n) was obviously sitting next to Ray, her hand lightly resting on his bicep as they shared a drink. Technically, it was Ray's drink, but he placed it between them since it was inevitable that she'd steal some, arguing his stuff always tasted better.
It was worth it for her kisses and how she fed him pieces of popcorn, meaning a blissful feeling settled over the group as the first glimpse of the blooper world began...
"That's not right..." Ray grumbled, only he wasn't Ray, apparently. (y/n), a renowned actress and star of many Nickelodeon shows, giggled as she watched her costars, Cooper and Jace, struggle with a lei prop.
It was so weird to watch, but everyone quickly gathered the plot, laughing when Cooper tried to throw the flower necklace over the boy's head as per the script, only for it to snag on the boy's hair whenever they took another shot.
"Oh yeah, that's real good," she laughed with the boys as the flowers framed Jace's face, wrapping around his head since Coop had given up. She loved her job...
The scene faded to another, this time with the same "actors" again, only it mimicked Henry's pledge to be Kid Danger. Cooper and Jace, wearing their superhero costumes, stood in the middle of the dark set with (y/n) hovering near them as the director shouted action on what was the first episode of some TV show... Henry Danger?
"I, Henry Hart..."
"Pledge to never, ever, ever tell anyone that I am Captain Man's secret sidekick!" The man said solemnly, his right arm raised like he'd been told to as his glamorous costar conjured tears in the corner of her eyes to ensure an authentic and emotional performance.
"And to never, ever reveal that I am secret--duh! Duh!" Jace spat, losing his rhythm when the correct line disappeared from his head. Damn it; he rehearsed that all night too.
It quickly moved on to a scene in the high school, where Jace was talking to a very young-looking Jasper--or Sean as he was known in the opposite universe. The blond kid snuck up on his friend, trying to keep a straight face, which was more challenging than it seemed since all the weird moments were difficult not to laugh at.
"Hey, Jasper!"
"What?" Sean asked, channelling a sense of weirdness and innocence that suited his - or Jasper's - personality.
"Shhhhh!" Jace shushed, only to giggle as he smushed his finger against the kid's lips. It was impossible not to laugh, so he felt better when the on-set crew - camera people, lighting specialists, producers, and the like - laughed with him. They reshot the scene again and again, breaking character each time as Sean pretended to lick his fingers or he poked his face playfully.
Suddenly, they cut to the Man Cave, where Cooper (y/n) and Schwoz - "Michael", had to shoot a scene together. It was simple, with the handsome hero showing off as usual, much to his helpers' exasperation. All he had to do was turn, kick the air, and cheer victoriously, but the guy always gave it one hundred and ten per cent, which was too much enthusiasm this time.
"Boom!" He shouted, thrusting his leg in the air with Ray's typical arrogance and flair, but the velocity made him lose his footing. To Michael and (y/n)'s shock and amusement, the man went flying, landing on his ass with a light thud and sending his colleagues into peals of laughter.
"Oh, shit, Coop! You good?" (y/n) gasped, her doe-eyed, in-love persona fading into her natural character as she looked at her friend on the tiles. He was a doofus on screen and in real life, staying on his back as he, too, chuckled and sighed.
"I'm okay!" He confirmed, holding two thumbs up in mock defeat. That wasn't the first time there'd been a minor bump in the studio - they happened constantly. Whether it was Piper, also known as Ella, falling off a bed or things going wrong during what should've been a simple dance routine.
(y/n) felt like she was flying as Cooper twirled her around the Man Cave, moving together just like they'd done in rehearsal before doing it in front of the cameras. It was the bit where Ray and her character were performing one of the hero's final wishes before he lost all his friends to a volcanic eruption. It was more like they were dancing around their feelings than anything else, with a specific line in the script noting they had to channel every ounce of romantic tension they could.
Things were going perfectly, and their jitterbug was something to be admired as they approached the final lift. And that was where things went wrong. Spinning his costar in his arms, Cooper felt (y/n)'s body fall from between his fingertips, although he tried to hold on. Before either knew it, the woman landed on the floor with a small oof, her skirt sitting askew across her thighs.
"You good, (y/n/n)?" He laughed as they rolled onto their sides, holding their aching ribs at how funny everything seemed when immersed in a make-believe world.
"You s--said you would--wouldn't drop me!" She replied, wheezing and struggling to get her words out as she laid on her back, unhurt, save for her pride. In fairness to him, Cooper tried to ease her fall, guiding her descent as best he could so she didn't injure herself. He was such a gentleman, which made them such good friends.
"Emergency call!" Charlotte gasped, suddenly breaking the façade for her friends as her focus was snapped by the blaring alarm. No one else bothered to turn and look at what was happening, mainly because everything on-screen was so funny--too funny to break away and do some work.
"Who cares?" Ray shrugged, talking through a mouthful of food before he raised his soda to his lips. However, before he could get the cool metal to his lips, a dainty hand shot out and pulled it toward her mouth; (y/n) wanted some soda, and no one's tasted better than her doofus'.
"Sweet girl..."
"Just a sip!" She promised, fluttering her eyelashes innocently when he pretended to frown at her, even though everyone knew he secretly liked providing for her, ensuring she was well-fed and hydrated. She could drink all of it but didn't, taking the tiniest taste before giving it back with a saccharine grin. After all, soda was always better when he tasted it on her lips...
"I'd rather sit here and watch bloopers while Ray eats (y/n)'s face," Henry added, although he grimaced slightly when he turned to the happy couple, only to see them lip-locked and handsy. Ew.
"Me too!"
"Yeah, they're hilarious!" Jasper and Piper agreed as Schwoz chimed up, beaming at the crack in the fabric of time and space as another scene played out.
This time, it was Charlotte's twin--or Riele, as she was known by those strange people. She quickly quietened down at her image, thinking they could keep going a little longer without hurting anything, and she silently agreed - it was pretty funny.
"You know, someday, when you guys are cleaning my swimming pool because you failed this algebra test, then flunk out of school--eh," Riele grumbled as she messed up the line, her tongue feeling clunky and too large in her mouth. She couldn't get around the complex syllables, no matter how many takes they did, and it was even worse when she had to take over Jace's role as Kid Danger.
"Bubble time," Cooper said gravely, preparing to show Ray and Charlotte donning their costumes, which involved chewing, standing very still, and a clever bit of special effects from the editing team. However, getting the fake gumballs out of the tube was easier said than done for the girl who'd never done it before.
"Oh, I don't think it's gonna work out, Charlotte," the man joked when she accidentally dropped one on the floor, earning giggles from Micheal and (y/n) as they watched. The woman prodded his shoulder before returning to her spot for another go, knowing she'd get it next time.
"I don't want a st--I don't wanna wear a--" Even Miss Danger sometimes struggled with his lines. This one was particularly tricky for (y/n), who couldn't get the words out correctly as Jace and Cooper giggled at her. It was admirable how she tried to continue with the take, not wanting the cameras to stop rolling because of her, but it wouldn't work.
"I don't want a stupid--capes--wearing--Henry! Dammit--line, please!"
"What's wrong with you, (y/n/n)?" Do you need medicine?" Coop asked in his Batman-like voice, making the woman laugh as her cheeks warmed. It didn't help that he was crouched on the arm of the couch, looking like a complete moron as she sounded like one.
"Possibly! It's my brain--just won't work today," she agreed, trying to scratch her face through the prosthetic mask on her face, the itchiness coming from her embarrassment, but it was normal. Every actor screwed up once in a while.
"Quick! Turn down the mic, so Ray, (y/n)--Henry--- yah!" Michael scrunched his face as his voice gave out - a common occurrence that proved it wasn't just (y/n) who sometimes screwed up.
"What are you talking about?!" Jace spat as Henry grilled Ray about why he'd turned up at his house in the episode, The Whole Bilsky Family. It was a long shoot with many characters on set, but this was supposed to be him, Cooper, and (y/n) huddled in a corner as the hero made his sidekicks explain themselves.
"I'll tell you what I'm talking about! You've worn that--I'll tell ya--what I'm talkin' about!" Cooper tried to yell back with irritation and jealousy present in his voice because Ray was supposed to be upset and longing for his lover, but it just came out wrong.
It was supposed to be delivered fast and furiously, so he couldn't help but laugh when it went wrong.
"Make sure you throw it at him real hard!" (y/n) joked as she stood next to Cooper, waiting for one of the production assistants to throw a cardboard box at his head for an old episode.
"Bring it up here, and I'll be happy to," Ray nodded, the actor following his line since he was meant to sign Jasper's doll. The box flew through the air and hit him square in the face, making his nose and cheek ache a little as (y/n) frowned--although she really wanted to laugh.
They did take, after take, after take. Each throw wasn't quite right, hitting the man too low, in the teeth, or on his forehead, and once, it even hit (y/n)'s shoulder. He was considering hiring a stunt double to do his part, given that his lips were starting to bruise.
"You hit him in the mouth!"
"You hear that? That's the murmuring of producers saying, we got it, but let's do it again, 'cause that'd be hilarious," he laughed as he returned the box to the guy throwing it at him. However, part of him didn't want to, hoping to save his battered skin.
"Maybe you just have a face that screams, Hit me!" The woman by his side giggled, earning a punch to her shoulder as they waited for the director to say cut. They had enough material at this point, but they were paid to do their job, grin, bear it, and never complain--, and it was the best job in the world.
Even if fame sometimes got a little tricky.
"(y/n), over here!"
"Oh, hi!" The woman beamed radiantly as she strolled down the red carpet, a beautiful designer gown flowing behind her as she took in the lightning flashes of the paparazzi wall. She always got a little nervous at premieres, worrying about falling over her dress or swearing on camera. Still, this was supposed to be family-friendly fun and games, not the global movie shindigs she'd frequented when working away from children's television.
It was the Kid's Choice Awards. An evening dedicated to slime, partying, and honouring the best showbiz is Nickelodeon could produce, and this year, she'd been nominated for Favourite Actress. Someone pass her a fan and a glass of water. Therefore, she was expected to dress to the nines, smile, wave, and pose for the paps like it was her day job--and it was, technically.
One camera crew caught her attention, the reporter looking friendly and familiar enough for her to wander over for an interview, pausing to sign a few autographs as throngs of children and photographers screamed her name.
"Congrats on your nomination, (y/n/n)! You must be so proud!" The girl shouted, holding the microphone out to capture every word the star said, who still wasn't used to being showered with compliments, even after years of being an actress.
"Well, I'd say more shocked--and grateful, obviously!" She replied with a huge grin, knowing the golden rule for red carpets was to keep it short, polite, and positive. The thought of ending up on social media for saying something stupid or controversial kept her up at night. But luckily, she was as popular off-screen as her character was on-screen, known for being sweet, down-to-earth, and all-around lovely.
"This has been a pretty busy year for you, doing both Henry Danger and starring in Avengers: Infinity War--massive fan of your work, by the way. You're my fave superhero in everything!"
"Oh, thank you! Yeah, it's been crazy, but I've loved it. Being part of the Marvel Cinematic Universe is insane, and everyone's so lovely. I can't wait for everyone to see what comes next," (y/n) said, feeling like she was rambling a little bit. Still, the reporter seemed to lap it up, making the woman smile until her cheeks hurt.
Her career had been limited to minor roles in smallish shows for years, never reaching further than earning her a decent wage and a small army of fans...until the email appeared in her manager's inbox. First, Nick reached out, then they wanted a strong-minded yet serene heroine for a real Hollywood blockbuster, so Miss Danger got an upgrade, something that still needed to sink in for the small-town girl.
"And I hear you've recently gone off the market... Tell me, have we lost Miss (y/l/n), or do the fanboys and girls at home still have a chance?" The interviewer asked, knowing she was beginning to push boundaries, but they were always nosey.
The best gossip came from relationships, drama, and exclusives, which seemed to follow (y/n) around since she played the love interest of a guy who, in real life, was married with a child.
People loved to talk - the first lesson she learned in the acting game. It didn't take long for the fans to blur the lines between her and Cooper, making their personal lives cross with those of her and Ray, which was sweet to watch, but fiction. Purely fiction. And it ended with that.
"No comment...That's for me to know. I've always thought it's best to keep that type of thing to yourself when you do what I do," she laughed, playing it off cooly and kindly, and the other woman quickly backed down. (y/n) (y/l/n) didn't take any nonsense, wasn't afraid to politely put people in their place, and managed her life away from cameras to retain a degree of normality. Those rules stayed the same for everyone.
"Well, good luck for tonight! I'm sure your fellow cast members, and everyone here are cheering you on!"
And so, she moved on to the next one, feeling like a goddess as people shoved, pushed, and screamed for a sliver of her attention. It never used to be like this back when she was just another kid's TV star, not even a main character.
Now, the flashes followed her everywhere, and things would only go up from there as she rose through the ranks with each performance she gave. Maybe fame wasn't for everyone, but she did it with elegance and dignity, freezing again for another round of camera clicks as she tailed one of the actors from The Thundermans.
It was a good job, one fit for a girl split in two; one-half heroine, the other a world away.
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