#bomika fanfiction

[bomikalover]

Writing has been my way of distracting myself until we get a promo 😭 so here’s a bomika one shot!!

[boseobrien]

DATE MISHAPES

||Chapter One||

Mika was sitting in hip-pop puree, catching up on some homework while drinking blended strawberry cake. Mika took a sip of her drink and reached across the table to turn a page in her algebra II textbook. The table she sat at was scattered with all her books, highlighters, pens, and a cute pink calculator. She was in full academic mode. There was nothing that could pull her out until she noticed Bose walk in. Okay, nothing but Bose. 

Bose smiled at her from the doorway, and Mika returned one as she closed the highlighter cap. Bose walked in, looking excited when he sat down next to Mika. "Hey, what's up," Mika smiled, giving him her full attention. "Hey, I was actually looking for you just now," Bose said, pulling his chair closer to her, and Mika grinned to herself. "Oh yeah? What do you need?" Mika picked up her blended cake and stirred it with her straw. 

Mika noticed Bose fidgeting with his fingers and shaking his leg a little. He must have been nervous about something. "I wanted to know if i could get your advice on something," Bose put his hands on the table.  Mika rolled her head back and groaned, she already knew what he was going to ask. "No, you can not adopt every homeless animal in Swellview,". Bose chuckled, he was almost successful with it last year, but that's not what he was going to say. 

"First of all, i will not stop until every cute little puppy who doesn't have a home is living with me," Bose stated, and Mika put her drink down. 

"And seconded of all, this is about a girl," Bose claimed.

 Mika was surprised. Why would Bose out of all people need advice about a girl? Now Mika was interested, "Okay, elaborate,". "Well, there's this girl that i know, and i think it's time I asked her out," He eagerly scrunched his shoulder up and down. 

"Oh," so Bose wanted Mika's advice about a girl he had a crush on.  Mika was taken aback, Bose would comment on and compliment people from time to time on their looks or personality, but it was nothing more than just him being nice. Bose never had crushes. To her, she didn't think he even liked Gerlp romantically. He was just infatuated with her being an alien. She knew Bose pretty well, and she was sure she could tell if he liked someone as more than just a friend, which is why she never bothers to think about her growing feelings for him. 

Mika felt a hurt where her heart should be. She took another sip of her drink to cool down the burning. Even though Bose would never see them as anything more than friends, they were still friends, and if he needed her help on something, then she would pull through. A friend would want a friend to be happy. 

"Okay, so tell me about her," Mika forced a smile and crossed her legs. Bose leaned further into the table thinking about what he wanted to say, "Well, I've known her for a while, she has a great sense of humor, is brilliant, is creative, she's very pretty and i really like her,". Mika saw the glee in his eyes and wished she could look away, "Well do i know her?". "I would hope so, in fact, i think you know her very well," Bose said skittishly. 

Mika was now even more intrigued. She didn't know a lot of people at school, so she couldn't think of who he was talking about. "Describe her for me," Mika asked curiously. "She's not that tall," Bose started off, well everyone was short to Bose, "She has pretty black curly hair,". Mika subtly felt her hair. Black curly hair? Like her? "Doll brown eyes, full lips that i can't help but think about kissing, and oh, she wears lots of jewelry," Bose went on, "I want to ask her on a date, but i don't know how to ask her or how to even plan it,".  Mika looked down at her hands. She was wearing multiple rings on her fingers, and Schwoz once told her she had 'Doll eyes'. 

Wait? Was Bose possibly talking about her? That would be insane to think, right? She fit the description perfectly. It had to be her. She and Bose knew all of the same people, and she was the only one she could have at the moment. But why would Bose be asking her for advice on how to get with this girl if it was her? Maybe Bose wants a first-hand opinion and is too afraid to ask her what kind of date he should take her on. 

Mika became filled with adrenaline. This sure took a turn. Bose wanted to ask her out. Mika uncrossed her legs and tucked her hair behind her ear, "She sounds great,". "She is," Bose agreed, and Mika blushed. Mika began to think of what she should tell him. She's never planned a date before, but if she were to go on one, she had thought of a few things she would like. "Well, um, if i was this girl..." Mika trailed off still blushing, and Bose smiled even harder. Oh, it was definitely her.

"I think a small picnic would be nice, somewhere with flowers, maybe," Mika batted her eyelashes at him, and he listened carefully. 

"You know what, there's a screening in the park under the cherry blossoms tomorrow night for a new classical film. You could take her to that!" Mika squealed. 

Bose was glad to see how excited she was about this, "Really? That's Awesome, do you have any idea what i should bring?". 

"Oh, do i! You know what? I'll send you a list later," Mika squealed again.

 Bose got up from his chair, and so did Mika, "Thank you, Mika, you're the best," Bose went in to hug her, and Mika was sure sparks flew this time. He let go, and Mika became flustered, "Anytime Bose, i just know this girl is going to feel very special, our- your date is going to be perfect," Mika corrected herself. 

"It will be," Bose smiled and gave her hand a squeeze before dashing for the door. Mika did a small victory dance around her table, she couldn't believe what just happened. asked her on a date, sort of. Well, he was going to ask her soon either later today or tomorrow morning. 

Mika sat back in her chair, she was too thrilled to get back to studying. 

||Chapter Two||

The next morning, Mika was ecstatic. Her nerves were all over the place. She waited for Bose nearly all last night to ask her out. She thought maybe he'll do it over text or call because he would be too nervous about doing it in person. But he didn't. So the following morning, she waited again and nothing.  It was getting dark. Maybe Bose hasn't taken her advice about the park screening and was planning something else for another day, and she'd have to wait just a little longer. Mika told herself this, and it made sense. The whole thing was kind of last minute anyway.  When Mika didn't hear from Bose, she decided to pop up at the man's nest to distract herself. She was disappointed but indeed he must have a good reason. 

Mika came up from the tub and saw Chapa and Miles looking at Volt's Twitflash page on the monitor, "Hey guys,"  "Shhhh," Miles silenced her immediately Mika looked around confused, "Why did you shush me?," She said quietly in case there actually was a valid reason. "I just don't wanna hear your voice," Miles loudly whispered, stills focused on the screen. Mika crossed her arms and rolled her eyes.  "I'm so close," Chapa anxiously looked at the timer next to the monitor. 10 seconds. 

"What are you guys even staring at -" Mika was asking when suddenly a celebration alarm rang throughout the man's nest and confetti boomed from the sides. This frightened her. She looked at the monitor, and Volt's profile picture had a party hat. Congratulations on 500k followers were written in big bold words.

Chapa started jumping excitedly when Miles got up from his chair and kicked it angrily. "In your face!" Chapa approached Miles and started doing a click-clock dance in front of him, Miles looked unamused and stuck his hand out in her direction. 

The two had engaged in a little bet about Volt's twitflash followers. Around yesterday morning, Volt's page reached 450k, and Miles had no idea why she was growing so rapidly that he was sure it was some system glitch. When he told Chapa this, she got offended. Chapa said to him that she was gaining popularity because the public cared about what she had to say and was the most liked member of the Danger Force. Miles disagreed and assured her that she'd stop growing after this. Miles gave her 12 hours to make it to half a million to prove that she was indeed just that liked. 

Whoever lost the bet had to wear a t-shirt winner's face on it for a week, fill in for the winner's patrol for two weeks, and go on their Twitflash to congratulate the winner while starting all the reasons as to why the winner is better than them.  "This was so worth not getting a day's sleep," Chapa laughed, watching Miles put on a bright orange shirt with Volt's face on it that read Volt's Biggest Fan. 

"A day's sleep?!" Mika said, startled. Then she looked at them suspiciously, "Have you guys been betting again?!". Chapa and Miles looked at each other to see who would speak first and then pretended like they were distracted by things in the distance.  

"I thought we all agreed you two would stop that. It's what started your gambling problem, remember? It cost Ray 30 grand to make that whole casino disaster go away!" Mika reminded, snapping her fingers at them, and they started scratching the back of their necks.

 "Nah," Miles lied.  

Mika rolled her eyes again and threw her hands in the air. She doesn't even know why she bothers anymore. Mika decides to ignore it and turn her attention back to why she came here in the first place. "You know what? Forget it! Chapa, can i talk to you," Mika nudged her head to the side.

  Chapa started walking towards her, and so did Miles, "Alone," Mika added, "It's kind of a girl talk,". 

"I can do girl talk," Miles scoffed.

Mika and Chapa gave each other a look then Mika said spoke, " I was actually just going to ask Chapa was tampon brand she recommends for heavy flo-" 

"No! Stop! I will walk away!," Miles shuddered and went back to the monitor.

 Chapa chuckled as Mika took her arm to bring her further back, "I have some exciting news!". " I was with Bose at hip pop puree yesterday, and he asked me out!" Mika cheered. Chapa looked confused, but Mika didn't pick up on it, "Bose asked you out?". "But here's the problem, he still hasn't asked me out, as in he hasn't told me what the date is?" Mika went on. Mika started ranting, and Chapa was still trying to process what Mika meant by that, "Mika, slow down,".

"Bose asked me on a date. He was subtle, but i don't think he knows where to take me,". Mika summarized.  Chapa crossed her arms and squinted her eyes. "Weird..." She trailed off. "Weird how? Weird Bose or Weird as in Weird?" Mika questioned. 

"No, weird as in Bose already left for a date not too long ago?' Chapa revealed. Now Mika was disorientated, "What? No, that makes no sense?". "He was all excited about this girl he was taking out to see a classical screening at the park this evening, he had a picnic basket and everything," Chapa recalled. "But I'm still here...," Mika trailed off. "Did he mention who this girl was?" Mika tried to apprehend. "Yeah i think her name was Hazel or Hannah, or maybe it was Hayley," Chapa shrugged. "It was Harper," Miles smirked with his back towards them while he scrolled through Twitflash. 

Mika thought of her and Bose's conversation from yesterday so she could put the pieces together, and then she slapped her hand over her mouth when she comprehended what had really happened. Bose wasn't talking about her, it was a completely different girl he had a crush on. But Bose's description of Harper was basically a perfect match to hers. When Bose said that Mika knew her very well, he must have thought so because Harper and Mika were on the same debate team.

"So i wasn't the girl he had a crush on," Mika felt embarrassed as she slumped her shoulders and crossed her arms even tighter. 

Mika walked over to the couch and sat down, resting her chin on her hand. Mika had always been sure that Bose only saw her as a friend, but she let a few moments she had with him conjure up an insane reality where Bose wanted to be more. Maybe her feelings for him were stronger than she thought. 

||Chapter Three||

Chapa was not one to comfort people, so she rested her hand on Mika's shoulder and gave her a few pats, "I'm really sorry Meeks". Mika took a deep breath and put her hands on her cheeks to cool them. There was no point in moping about something so inconvenient. She made a mistake that almost never happened to her, and she would endure that it would never come to that again.

So Bose liked Harper. Harper was a nice girl. She was intelligent, witty, classy, and quite beautiful. Everything Bose doesn't see in me, apparently, Mika huffed. It would be selfish of her not to be happy for him. Mika deemed it unfair to him if she got upset over this, so she would just have to hide her feelings for him until she didn't need to, which could be forever at this point.

"You don't have to be sorry, it's fine. This is no one's fault but mine, I'm the one who went and got their head in the clouds over an impossible crush," Mika shrugged, getting up. She was hurt, and Chapa could tell. "I hope Bose and Harper have a great time together, i told him all the ways to plan and have a perfect date, with his perfect girl, There is no way this could go wrong" Mika affiliativly smiled and Chapa nodded in support.

"Then i hope you told him to pack lots of non-wheat foods," Miles shook his head, still facing the monitor.

Mika and Chapa turned to him. "Well, he bought some granola bars made with regular oats, but i advise he bring mostly sandwiches since it's a picnic, on whole wheat bread of course, why?" Mika questioned. So what, there was lots of wheat in his basket?

"Harper is allergic to wheat," Miles informed me with a bright smile, then went back to scrolling on the monitor. Mika's eyes went wide, "What?! How would you know?".

"I'm stalking her Twittflash right now," Miles pointed to the monitor, "It's amazing how much you can find out about people these days through social media,".

Chapa grabbed the remote from him, and Mika was quickly by their side. "Check out what her pinned Twit is, " Cherry blossoms, sting my eyes, " Chapa read.

"I prefer Thrillers films over classical," Mika continued

"I'm an indoor person,"

"I love fruits,"

"First dates make everlasting impressions on me, so get it right," Mika read the last part in defeat. It turned out she and Harper weren't that alike at all.

"Oh my god," Mika repeated as she started to pace, "This is terrible, i just sabotaged Bose's date,". Chapa checked the time, "Relax, the movie starts in like eight minutes, which means Bose probably took Harper out to do something else before they go, just call Bose and explain what happened,".

"Chapa, that is a horrible idea!", Mika shook her head.

"What? Why?" She questioned.

"Because then i would have to admit to Bose that i thought he was taking me out on a date, which means i would have to tell him that i like him, and i swear i might succumb to humiliation if that happens," Mika dramatically paused and Chapa lifted an eyebrow in concern she's never heard Mika sound of out of it. "I'll just call him and try to convince him to take Harper somewhere else, like the movies, laser tag, or whatever," Mika reached for her phone from her back pocket and started dialing the number.

Mika took a deep breath as she waited. A ringtone went off a few feet from them, and they turned to see Miles sitting on his chair again. Miles pulled the phone from his pocket and then answered it, "Hello,". Chapa rolled her eyes, and Mika hung up, "Why do you have Bose's phone?!". "He left it with me because he didn't want any distractions on his date," Miles shrugged. "Ugh! I told him to do that," Mika balled her fist.

"Constant L's for you today," Chapa awkwardly laughed, and Mika was stumped. How was she going to stop Bose's date from becoming a disaster? It was going to break his heart if this didn't work out. Or even worse, he would blame her for setting him up. Honestly, it wasn't like Bose to blame her for something like that, but the thought that he would secretly resent her for it was not something she was willing to risk.

Mika ascertained a plan quickly. She didn't have much time before the movie started. Mika rushed to the small next to the window wall, opened the drawers, and pulled out a piece of paper. Chapa and Miles strolled over to her as she started jotting stuff down. "What are you doing," Miles asked. "Bose's date will not be complete chaos," Mika affirmed, "Not if i can help it".

Mika finished writing and handed Miles the paper, "I need you to teleport to the store and get everything on this list, and hurry, we don't have much time,". "But," Miles was saying but Mika yelled, "Go!".

Miles teleported away, and Mika grabbed a small tablet. "Okay, so what are you doing now?" Chapa stood beside her. "I'm pulling up the live view of the park where the screening is going to be," Mika explained. She tapped the screen a few times, and the live feed was displayed on the monitor. Mika zoomed in while anxiously tapping her foot, "I specifically told Bose to be seated right under the tree with the most cherry blossoms because it would set the mood for a more romantic vibe,". Mika bit the side of her lip. She was thinking about what it would have been like if she and Bose were doing that.

Mika shook her head and shoved the image to the back of her mind. "Harper's Twitflash mentioned that cherry blossoms made her eyes sting, so all we have to is get to the park before they do and make sure they are seated as far away from the cherry blossoms as possible". Mika pinpointed an excellent spot, then dotted it, "There!". There wasn't much Mika could do about the movie being classical, so she would just have to accept that, but everything else was fixable.

"I sent Miles to the store because I'm going to make a whole new picnic basket with stuff that Harper will enjoy, then I'll find out a way we can switch it out with the original basket without Bose or Harper finding out," Mika was saying when Miles teleported back. 

"Sorry y'all i would have been here sooner but this chick saw my Volt shirt and tried to argue with me that she was Volt's biggest fan," Miles put the bags down tiredly along with a picnic, "It was a whole thing,". Chapa smirked, she wished she was there to witness that altercation.

And that's where i felt off...I'm not a fanfiction writer so go easy on me, i tried🫠

[mirrorballmika]

midnight rain (3/5) ao3

rated teen for violence. 

She’s got them.

Rain falls in steady sheets in front of her, splattering the top of the wall and running off the back of her cloak. It gives her excellent cover, as does the dark blanket of the sky around them. The street lights glow a few feet below her, casting weak yellowish shadows onto the alleyway below. She can see almost everything, but she's practically invisible up here, tiptoed atop the high wall. No one could spot her, not from the ground.

Even so, she sucks in her breath when she hears the voices. She presses her back against the iron fence behind her, her free hand curling around the chainlinks. All the intel she’d gathered directed her here, and it still felt like she was working off a wing and a prayer. She’d waited here until her legs shook from the effort of keeping herself upright and listened out for the news reports. Doubt had crept in, as it so often does, and if she were wrong, she’d have at most two hours to hit up three other hiding spots across the city. 

But now, as three vaguely familiar figures lead a group of stumbling, blindfolded people into the alley, that part of the battle is over.

The civilians are pushed against the wall, and as she peers closer she sees the shackles linking them together. A shudder threatens to run through her body, but she forces herself to be still. The last group she found didn’t have shackles. There had been rumours about the Gulls tightening up their security after she’d freed that last group, and if they’re as smart as their reputation claims, they won’t be ordinary shackles. Reinforced steel, most likely, which means her usual cutting tools won’t hack it, and her lockpicks failed her last time-

Stop a voice inside her commands. Focus. She nods, not sure who to, and redirects her attention. One of the Gulls is bent down and pulling something out of his pocket, while two others survey the area and the last two inspect the prisoners one more time. If she’d followed her train of thought any longer, she could be too late already.

“Game on,” she whispers. It’s freezing out here, the coldest winter night she’s felt thus far. But her breath doesn’t form in front of her. 

Her back straightens, her shoulders roll back. It’s a dance she performs alone, one that puts her in a prime position. She spent months, years even, perfecting this technique, and now it comes naturally as breathing. A slight bend in the knee, pushing (not throwing) her weight forward. And then, she’s falling through the air, curled into a crouch to keep her centre low.

And then she’s landing on the ground, soundless as a single raindrop on the sidewalk.

Her aim could’ve been better. The circle of light made by the streetlight stops just a breath from her hand. Her movements are slow as she straightens up, controlled. Guard number one stands on the other side of the light, his back thankfully turned to her. 

A disc slides from her sleeve to between her fingers. Another appears in her other hand. She gives them both a quick, soundless kiss and with a single jerk of her arms, lets them fly. The figure before her falls as one sinks into his calf. Before he can shout, another buries itself in his back, and he crumples. This time he does shout out, and his friend turns just in time to get one in the chest. 

Dark blood spurts from his mouth then. It oozes down his chin, and it almost makes Mika feel bad about sending a second disc to his stomach.

(Almost, because she looked at the row of prisoners to her right).

“Donnie?” a voice calls from the shadows. Mika stands to attention, prepared to lose the element of surprise. Someone, the other Gull, comes out of the shadows. His hair gleams dark blue under the street light. Mika steps back and skirts the side of the light as he comes closer. His friend coughs and the pavement is speckled with crimson.

Just come a little closer, she thinks, as if she’s willing him to. He obeys her, whether he knows it or not, and a tight-lipped smile spreads across her face. He takes another step into the light as she secures her position; opposite him, just to the left. One more, she urges, one more.

One single scream sends him crashing down the alleyway. Surprise isn’t on her side any more, but she doesn’t need it. She throws herself into a roll and runs towards the first guard. From there, she steps on his stomach and launches herself up. For a few seconds, she sails upward, but then she throws herself down and comes down on the Gull on the other side. A sickening pop fills the air as her boot collides with her shoulder, and she lands with her knees on either side of them and their braid in her hand. The prisoners against the wall have different reactions; some stiffen, some turn their heads helplessly, and some shriek, convinced she’ll be coming for them next.

She shakes her head, and then, pulls hard on the girl’s braid. To her right, she hears the sound of a pistol cocking, and then the last gang member steps into the light. He’s tall and pale, with a sheaf of dark red hair and the Gulls’ tattoo on his neck. He sneers down at her, and then there’s a gleam of recognition in his blue eyes.

“You’re her,” he says. “The Screaming Shadow.”

“What gave it away?” she replies. “Was it the fact that I just knocked your buddy out with nothing but my vocal cords?”

He brandishes the pistol, and she presses down on his friend’s broken shoulder. A strangled cry shakes through the alleyway, and she flashes him a grin. The Gull doesn’t lower his weapon, but he doesn’t fire either.

Mika lets go of the braid and flashes one of her knives at him instead.

“Now that you know who I am,” she says steadily. “Let’s attempt some civility.”

“You ruined our job at Bane Harbour.”

“You mean the job where you tried to take fifteen people out of the city?” she asks. She raises her eyebrow and presses the blade to the Gull’s throat. Her second one sits comfortably in her sleeve. “Taking them out to Conway?”

The girl beneath her stiffens, and Mika grins.

“That’s right. We know about the operation you’re running out of Conway. Smuggling people down there, testing your little science fair projects on them.” She forces herself to stay still, to not baulk at the stories she’s heard from those who escaped. “Tell me, how many lives have you ruined to get your stupid results.”

“So that’s your play?” the boy asks. There’s a condescending edge to his voice that makes Mika almost forget herself and rise to punch him. “Appeal to my better nature?”

Patience the voice tells her again. You can punch him all you like later.

“I’m not dumb enough to assume you have one,” she replies. “Otherwise we wouldn’t be here, would we?”

“No, but you’re dumb enough to think we’re working out of Conway,” he says. She frowns.

“I know a bluff when I hear one,” she tells him coldly. “Conway’s the only place with enough empty warehouse space to do what you need to do.”

The body beneath her laughs, the sound vibrating against Mika’s leg. She grabs the braid again, the threat evident in her touch. The Gulls are a fearless lot, so she slides her knife beneath the girl’s throat. 

“We can build our own freaking workshops, little songstress,” they tease. “And besides… space isn’t the issue. Power is, and Conway isn’t nearly capable of providing it.”

“Power,” she echoes. She looks up at the other Gull. The gun is still pointed at her, but he won’t shoot as long as she’s got a knife pressed to his friend’s neck. The Gulls are a loyal group too.

Fortunately for her, they’re also prideful, like all gangs in this city. And that makes them really, really stupid.

She flashes a smile, and her fingers work their way into the girl’s hair.

“Thank you,” she says sweetly. “That’s very useful information.”

Then, everything happens at once. The boy’s eyes widen. Then, she takes the thick pin from the girl’s hair and flings it directly into his gun, jamming the barrel. She buries her knife deep in the girl’s right leg and her other knife into her side. 

She rolls off the girl and springs to her feet. Her knives are still in the girl, but she doesn’t need them. The boy is pulling at the pin in his gun, his efforts punctuated by pained grunts. He looks up at her, eyes blazing behind his hair. His hand moves, but before he can anything, she lets out another scream. It’s a little softer than the last one, but still enough to send him down. She stalks over to him, briefly sidestepping his friend, and crouches down. Up close, she can see he’s a little older than her. She can also see the snarl on his face and her fist clenches.

“Gonna hand us over to the cops then?” he asks. She shakes her head, and it’s only then she realises her hood has fallen.

“Not after what happened last time,” she says. She slips out another knife and traces his spine with it. Just the right level of pressure against his skin. “But I’m guessing when you run out of money to bribe them, they’ll be a little less forgiving.” She casts her eye up to the row of quaking prisoners against the wall, and her jaw sets. Twelve people, she counts. They must have been promised a nice sum for all of them. 

“What are you going to do then?” he asks. Slowly, he tries pulling himself to his knees. All he gets is her cold gaze and the knife pressing into his skin, and he sinks back down. “You can’t sit out here all night.”

“No I can’t,” she says. “Fortunately, I don’t have to. We’re in Black Hornet territory. I’ll let them deal with you.” 

He stiffens, and that’s when he lets the mask slip. He shoots to his knees, not caring about the slash her knife makes in his back. Or the pain no doubt shooting through his head. 

“You little-”

“Listen, you’re the idiots who tried to use the enemy territory to smuggle your kidnappees to your base,” she tells him. “If you ask me, you were asking for this.”

“Was I asking you though?” he asks. His lips curl up, and a surge of fury runs through her body. He goes to say something else, but her fist connects with his cheek and he drops. 

She shakes out her hand. These gloves do a lot for her, but the lack of shock absorption is a kink she’s yet to work out.

That can be another day’s problem.

She twirls the ring of keys around her finger. She slipped them from his belt while her knife was pressed to his back. It’s an old but vital rule; keep their attention away from the mark. She marches up to the wall, where the prisoners still stand. They’re all shaking now, and their rain-soaked clothes stick to their skin. She approaches the one at the front of the line, a girl with a dirty blond ponytail, and lowers her voice.

“It’s okay,” she tells her. “You’re safe now. Just give me a minute to figure out which key it is…” She jabs at least six keys into the lock before finding the one that fits. Heat tickles her cheeks, and she’s just glad for the low lights and blindfolds. No one needs to see their hero blush. Certainly not over something as stupid as getting the right key.

The handcuff clicks open, and the girl tugs her blindfold off her face. She can’t be much older than Mika is, blue eyes wide and terrified. Her skin is pale, and either raindrops or tears run down her cheeks. 

“Here.” Mika hands her the key. She blinks, unsure, but then takes it in her trembling hand. “One turn counterclockwise unlocks both wrists. Once you’ve unlocked them, tell them to go down the alley, take a left and keep going until you reach midtown. From there, you should be able to get a bus or a train to get anywhere in the city. Do you understand?”

The girl stiffens. She gapes wordlessly at Mika. Her eyes flit up and down her body as if to make sure she was real.

Mika on the other hand, fights the urge to roll her eyes. She waits until her head is bent over the shackle of the person beside her. Then she repeats the same thing to them, and it seems to stick that time around.

Despite that though, she repeats herself at least three more times, shouting the getaway instructions down the line as she examines the corner where the brick sidewall meets the stone wall at the back. This is where that lead Gull kid had been standing, and from what she saw, he was looking for something here. And if she’s going to keep up her lead against the Gulls, she needs to know what.

It’s easier said than done when she’s glancing up every few minutes to get on the prisoners and repeating the same instructions. She also keeps glancing at the five bodies on the ground, counting every time to make sure. In the first week in Dystopia, two got away. She doesn’t know what they did in the three weeks before she saw them again. All she knows is the way they laughed at her the second time, and how she kicked them with a little more force than necessary.

She’s not making the same mistakes twice. That’s what she’s getting at. 

Fortunately, the most movement these guys make is a slight shift before hitting the ground again. Another one of her discs appears in her hand, just in case, but she never has to throw it. A quick surge of pride runs through her, and she twirls the disc between her fingers. She watches as the line gets smaller, groups of two or three running down the alley and skidding left. There’s less of a need for her to tell them again, they start whispering it among themselves. As they run, they avoid the bodies on the floor at all costs. Some press into the wall to get away from them, and some just run as fast as they possibly can. 

It’s moments like this where she considers breaking her own rules and calling the police. Then she remembers what happened the last time, and why she’s not calling the Dystopian cops again until she knows none of them are being paid off.

(Knowing this city, it’ll be a while)

As the civilians flee the scene, and none of the incapacitated gang members are moving, she turns her attention back to the wall. She grabs the flashlight from her belt and switches it on. The light is intense, and she blinks and squints until she adjusts. 

It seems like there’s nothing; just an ordinary meeting of two ordinary walls. Logic would tell her to leave it at that and go the hell home, but she can’t. There’s an itch in her brain that she can’t ignore. The Gulls wouldn’t lead their victims into a dead-end alley. And the red-headed one had been standing around here just before she ambushed them. There’s something about here, and if she cracks it then at least she can make life a little harder for them.

She looks upward as if the answer could be there. Unlikely, given the height of the wall and the number of prisoners they had. No, scaling a wall with them would be next to impossible. She moves closer and crouches down, shining the light against the wall. The image in her head is fuzzy, obscured by darkness. If only she’d been able to see better. Maybe she should’ve set up on this side, she thinks bitterly. Less coverage, but a better vantage point. Or maybe she should’ve waited-

Wait.

The gravel crunches beneath her as her knees hit the floor. She peers closer to rule out it being a trick of the light. It’s not, and her heart thuds. Slowly, she rises and then creeps toward the wall. There, where the back wall meets the side wall, is a black crack, running from top to bottom. It could be anything, a crack in the plaster, a gap created by an underpaid city builder. But, she thinks as she presses her hand to it, it’s not.

No, it’s definitely not. Warm air tickles her gloved palm, and she breaks into a grin.

She’d first heard about it from Henry; how Dystopia is basically a bunch of concealed tunnels and secret entryways with a city built over them. How she’d bristled with excitement, back when she first heard it. Then she came here and saw it all for herself. Something lurks beneath every street corner and every alleyway. It’s what let all these gangs spring up and all these little wars start. It’s how people disappear, whether they want to or not. 

The wall door groans as she pulls it. She digs her boots into the ground, her teeth clenched to keep the grunt firmly inside of her. Pain spreads across her shoulders like ripples on the water, one pulsing after the next. The length of the past couple of hours comes back to her at once, and her arms begin to shake. She grits her teeth and keeps going. It doesn’t have to be all the way, she tells herself, just another few inches.

A heavy groan rips from her body when she lets go. The spent effort pulses in her arms, and she flexes her fingers in her black gloves. She thinks vaguely that she’ll need a hot shower tonight, then pushes that aside. She can’t think about that now, not when she’s finally gotten the step ahead she needed.

And honestly, it does help her forget about how crap she feels. Stretching out before her is a dank, grey-stone tunnel, lit by dull, flickering blue lights attached to the sides. For months, the two biggest blocks were how the Gulls were getting people out of the city and where they were taking them. Mika had staked out the harbours and the train stations and asked every contact she had. She’d chased her tail for weeks, all while more missing person posters appeared on lamposts.

Well, now she knows. And she’s kicking herself for not knowing. These tunnels, the ones that are still open, can take you right out of the city. Where no Dystopian cop could be bothered to chase you. That’s how the Gulls got away with this for so long.

Until now.

She takes a deep breath in; the air tastes like cold water, tinged with smoke. She might not be able to destroy the Gulls’ entire operation in one go, but breaking this tunnel could put a real dent in their work. If nothing else, it’s one less route they have.

Her scream is short but powerful. She feels it building inside her chest, like a car engine revving, before she sends it down the tunnel. It reverberates off the stone walls, shaking the foundations tunnel’s structure. She still feels it linger, and then she watches with relief and pride as the walls crumble and stone fills the gap. Another scream sends the ceiling tumbling on top of it, and then there’s a pile of rock and brick blocking her path. Even if they manage to clear it, it’ll likely be a while given her intel on the Gulls’ resources. And in that time, their diversions could make them sloppy, as these things often do, and she only needs one of them to slip up for her to catch them.

“Nice work.”

Her smile drops. She whips around, and her knife slides between her fingers. All at once, the warmth drains from her body. She’s as cold as the rain around them, and she feels the body behind her rather than seeing it. 

Ask questions in a minute, she tells herself, over the dozens of scenarios rushing through her brain. Make sure you don’t die first.

Her arm collides with something else. Her knee hits nothing when she brings it up. Her first options are gone, she shifts her weight back, ready to lunge and go for his ankles. But then one of the streetlights flicks back on, and what she sees makes her drop her knife.

Soft brown hair, now slick with rain. A head and a half taller than her. Clear skin, a button nose, and freaking dimples in his cheeks. A hand wraps around her wrist, and it’s the softest thing she’s felt in… well, probably over a year.

“Bose?” she asks.

He laughs, a little awkward, and his smile flashes in the dark.

For a second, she can’t feel anything, but static in her brain. Then it’s like she tunes into reality and it bursts through; Bose freaking O’Brien is in Dystopia, smiling at her, and every nerve in her body stands on edge.

“Hi, Mika,” he says. “You look good.”

[onlybomika]

“Sometimes I… I look at pictures of myself from before the Force,” he tells her. “And I look at them, and I’m like, ‘who the hell is that?’. Like I know it’s me, because it looks like me, but it doesn’t feel like me. I don’t remember being that kid and it freaks me out.”

BOSE LITERALLY HAD NO CHILDHOOD IM GOING TO CRY. his father left him when he was young, his mother went off and dated multiple guys, he was bullied for being different and his whole life changed in a day. This is why he always acts like a kid, he never got to be one.

[piperslovebot]

YESSS

did I hear bomika fluff??? YES YOU DID! 

(Down The Rabbit Hole’s second chapter’s coming soon I promise!!)

[queen-of-writing-bad-things]

Henry Danger Reader Insert | Captain Man x Reader: SEASON 1 Masterlist

| Status | Complete!

Captain Man never thought he'd grow old. For years, he fought to keep Swellview safe from monsters and villains, but one day, he realised he couldn't do it forever. Enter Henry Hart, a thirteen-year-old boy needing an after-school job, but he never expected an indestructible superhero to hire him as his sidekick.

Now, they blow bubbles and fight crime with (y/n), Ray's best friend of many years, keeping them in check. He swears he's not in love with her, but Henry doesn't buy it. Will they ever confess?

This story is mature in places with adult themes and language. It uses she/her pronouns for a female reader, but anyone is free to read and enjoy :)

Main masterlist

Episode 1: The Danger Begins Pt.1

Episode 2: The Danger Begins Pt.2

Episode 3: Mo' Danger, Mo' Problems 

Episode 4: The Secret Gets Out 

Episode 5: Tears of the Jolly Beetle 

Episode 6: Substitute Teacher 

Episode 7: Jasper Danger 

Episode 8: The Space Rock 

Episode 9: Birthday Girl Down 

Episode 10: Too Much Game 

Episode 11: Henry the Man-Beast 

Episode 12: Invisible Brad 

Episode 13: Spoiler Alert 

Episode 14: Let's Make a Steal 

Episode 15: Super Volcano 

Episode 16: My Phony Valentine 

Episode 17: Caved In 

Episode 18: Elevator Kiss 

Episode 19: Man of the House 

Episode 20: Dream Busters 

Episode 21: Kid Grounded 

Episode 22: Captain Jerk 

Episode 23: The Bucket Trap 

Episode 24: Henry & the Bad Girl Pt. 1 

Episode 25: Henry & the Bad Girl Pt. 2 

Episode 26: Jasper's Real Girlfriend 

[notsogoodofawriter]

Posted this mini one-shot as I'm working on my multi-chapter fic. I hope you guys enjoy!

[piperslovebot]

Summary:

After Ray and Schwoz leave, Danger Force continues to kick ass and save Swellview from danger.

Takes place right after the finale. Picking up from that last scene.

Bomika, Buddy/Miles, Chapa/Ruby, mentioned Ray/Credenza, Schwoz/Princess, and obligatory Roz

Tagging: @bomikasworld @bomikalover & @lvsciously

[boseobrien]

Please, write anything, idc what it is I just need more ff content 😣

i'm so tempted to write a high school reunion bomika fic

[netershipper15]

Bapa vs Bomika??

I watch danger force and I ship Bapa, but I also like Bose and Mika together, even though I don't SHIP them. But some of you Bapa stans have to stop being so toxic to people who do ship Bomika, even if you don't 100% agree with their opinions. Stop being so fucking toxic and disrespectful. Just respect that some people ship other things and that's okay. Even Havan said that the whole Bapa thing is not going to happen which shouldn't surprise yall.

I mean c'mon Bomika does have more chemistry, and it makes sense they just have more intimate scenes than Bapa does, now yeah you can be disappointed and a little upset but at the end of the day you all will need to get the hell over it and grow up. It's a kid's show. And it won't be the end of the world when Bapa doesn't kiss or hug, or be romantic like Bomika probably will. That's why fanfictions exist. If you want Bapa together that bad.. then write it. Besides some of you guys who are shitting on Bomika stans are just racist, really Calling a character the n-word, over a FICTIONAL- KIDS SHOW, and a stupid ship is CRAZY to me, but pop off babes. smh

[boseobrien]

dissecting Bomika fanfiction into Taylor Swift lyrics is a hobbie

All Too Well- (Kate's version)

[And I can picture it after all these days, And I know it's long gone and that magic's not here no more, And I might be okay but I'm not fine at all ]  - Kate is excited to have Bose come back but it's not the same when she finds out he brought Mika and she knows that he's in love with Mika, but she's in love with him.

['Cause there we are again on that little town street, You almost ran the red 'cause you were lookin' over at me,Wind in my hair, I was there I remember it all too well] -  well yk just Bose and Kate just having a fun Summer montage <33

[And your mother's telling stories 'bout you on the tee-ball team] - I think Ceila and Kate got along really well, The way Ceila was talking about it her made it kind if seem like she was rooting for them

[And maybe we got lost in translation, Maybe I asked for too much, But maybe this thing was a masterpiece 'til you tore it all up  - Kate thought that Bose liked her back bc he was spending all his time with a random girl he just met (her) but he never saw her as anything more than just platonic.

[Running scared, I was there I remember it all too well] - Bose was really sad about Mika not liking him back but Kate was there to cheer him up and distract hom from it.

[And you call me up again just to break me like a promise, So casually cruel in the name of being honest I'm a crumpled up piece of paper lying here, 'Cause I remember it all, all, all, Too well] - On the beach when he kissed her again knowing damn well he didn't have feelings for her just to tell her he felt nothing for her ( He did her so wrong omg💀]

[Time won't fly, it's like I'm paralyzed by it, I'd like to be my old self again, But I'm still trying to find it] - Kate is still stuck on Bose obviously and isn't her usual confident , animated self who doesn't care what anyone thinks.

[And there we are again when nobody had to know, You kept me like a secret, but I kept you like an oath, Sacred prayer and we'd swear, To remember it all too well, yeah] - Bose went back home and didn't tell anyone about Kate and tried to pretend like nothing happened for Mika's sake and that hurt her feelings.

['Cause there we are again when I loved you so....It was rare, I was there, I remember it all too well]  - You get the gist

[bomikalover]

Love the mackers headcanons, can i get some about how they'd be as a couple

I would love to, but I truly don’t think I can. We didn’t get much of the miles and buddy dynamic in season three or season one. We didn’t get much of Buddy’s character at all. I think that if I wanted to envision them as a couple I would need more of their dynamic, which I unfortunately cannot get, if they were given a full season three and we were able to see not only Buddy’s character flourish, but his character’s interactions with the other kids flourish. I truly think I would have a better grasp on how I would put them together as a couple, but as of right now, I don’t think I will ever make them like a couple in any of my fanfictions, like an official, lengthy relationship because I just don’t know how it would be because I have no idea what the relationship is like. I’m comfortable writing them as crushes and then like maybe a confession or a date or two, but as an official couple, I have no idea how they would be. you know like bomika it’s easy because we’ve had 3 to 4 years of seeing them together and interacting and their characters solo so it’s easier to see what they would be like as a couple but in comparison to Buddy who we’ve only gotten in like no more than 10 episodes it’s harder to write or imagine future concepts for him.

[bomikalover]

My drawing inspired by the story. (Mika’s wearing Bose’s suit jacket 🤭)

Made my first fan fic ever (its bomika cuz I say so)

[queen-of-writing-bad-things]

Henry Danger Reader Insert | Captain Man x Reader: SEASON 1

Episode 4: The Secret Gets Out

~Henry's house~

"Here I come." 

"No, you don't." Henry and Charlotte were sat on the couch, competitively playing a videogame. 

"I'm gonna get ya!" Henry taunted his friend, as Jasper burst in through the door, interrupting the gameplay.

"Hey, guys." The curly-haired boy greeted them, dumping his back and showing them his phone.

"You gotta check this out." 

"Quiet!"

"We're playing a game!" The two teens on the sofa were too preoccupied to look at whatever Jasper thought was important. Still, he pressed on.

"No problem, I'll take over your screen." He smirked, flicking the news video on his phone to the T.V, much to the annoyance of Charlotte and Henry. The news showed a live report on Captain Man, who was being interviewed by a pretty reporter.

"Just watch the video." He insisted.

"What video?" Henry complained.

"It's called 'Captain Man's big fail.'" Charlotte liked the sound of the dramatic headline and told him to play it. Henry, however, freaked out, not wanting to accidentally say something about Kid Danger in front of them.

"Uh, hey, look. My belly button." He said, trying to distract them, but it only made them look at him in confusion.

"Play the video," Charlotte instructed Jasper, who did as he was told.

"We're live in downtown Swellview, where the Phone Shark has struck again. This time, the Phone Shark bit through a dozen of people's cell phones, then fled the scene, once again escaping capture from Captain Man." The reporter described what had happened to the camera, whilst the superhero next to her shuffled awkwardly on his feet. By the guilty look on his face, Henry knew he hated that he'd been beaten again.

"Captain Man, isn't it true that the Phone Shark has been attacking people's phones for over a year now?" The woman continued, passing the mic to Ray so he could splutter out an excuse.

"Uh, yes, that is true." He replied simply.

"So, why don't you catch him?" The reporter didn't understand how hard catching slippery criminals was. 

"Well, Kid Danger and I have been trying." Ray tried to tell her, but his excuses weren't working. Henry rubbed his eyes in panic and gave his friends the side-eye when he heard his alias being mentioned.

"Doesn't that bug you?" Henry knew it really bugged Ray. In the couple weeks, he'd been working with him, he'd heard him complaining to (y/n) several times about how he just couldn't catch him.

"Yes." Ray answered with gritted teeth. Jasper paused the video, and Charlotte expressed her sympathy for the poor man on the T.V.

"Aw, I feel bad for Captain Man." She said with a sad face.

"It's not Captain Man's fault, he needs a better sidekick." Jasper shared, not knowing about Henry's secret identity. His best friend looked at him in irritation as he sipped his drink.

"One more time?" He said, frowning.

"Just saying, I'd be way better at catching bad guys than Kid Danger." Jasper bragged, but Henry wasn't impressed.

"You couldn't catch butt warts." Henry scoffed back.

"Oh, yes he could. Remember fifth grade?" Charlotte reminded him.

"That was a rash! Big difference." The boy on her right defended himself as Henry stood up.

"Whatever, I think Kid Danger does a great job." Henry piped up, not letting his name get dragged through the mud. 

"Why are you getting all mad?" Charlotte looked over at him, confused as to why Henry was suddenly in such a bad mood.

"Because Jasper's being unfair. And I think it's unfair to criticise that-- that Kid Danger guy, when he's probably doing the best he can" He retorted, trying to seem less bothered than he was.

"And people should be fair, y'know? I'm pro-fair." He finished, sitting back down and not meeting their eyes. Suddenly, Piper burst in through the door, shouting at Jasper.

"What?" 

"Get up." She ordered him.

"Why should I?" The teen replied, not wanting to be bossed about.

"'Cause, you're gonna carry me to my friend Marla's house." She told him like she was royalty or something.

"I"m not going to carry you. I ain't no horse." Jasper sassed her. Big mistake.

"Fine, then I'll just upload the video so the whole world can see it." For a 9-year-old girl, Piper knew how to blackmail people to get what she wanted. 

Video of what?" Charlotte asked. Piper then proceeded to show them all a video of Jasper wearing a wig and sitting in his room, singing along to the Cup Song from Pitch Perfect, only he was really bad at it. His friends laughed as they watched him fail.

"Stop it, turn it off. Turn it off!" He pleaded, feeling very embarrassed. 

"Where'd you get that wig?" Charlotte giggled, thinking he looked ridiculous.

"You don't need to know." Jasper pointed his PearPad at her sternly. Piper revealed that she had obtained the video when she snooped around his ThumbDrive. 

"Oooo, you're so bad." The red-faced boy sneered. Henry scolded his sister, not wanting the entire world to see the video. Piper agreed that she wouldn't, but only if she could use Jasper as transportation. 

"Okay, fine. Get on my back." Jasper submitted, not wanting to be humiliated. Piper stepped up and leapt onto him, smiling because she had gotten her own way.

"If he goes too slow, just kick him in the side." Charlotte joked, which made Jasper turn around and glare. However, Piper didn't want to stop so she hit him sharply on the hip, making him waddle out of the door.

Henry and Charlotte were laughing together at the sight, when Henry's watch began to beep, notifying him that there was an emergency and Ray needed him. Charlotte looked down at the device, feeling suspicious.

"Yeah, I've been meaning to ask, why does your new watch beep like that?" Charlotte mentioned.

"Uh, It just means they need me at work. Bye! " 'Okay, that's a sensible answer.' Henry thought to himself as he got up and sprinted out of the door, leaving a confused and mistrustful Charlotte with her arms folded on the couch.

"There is something up with that boy." 

~The Man Cave~ 

"What's the emergency?" Henry briskly came out of the elevator, seeing (y/n) at the computer. Ray was next to her, leaning one hand on the back of her chair.

"There's a fire at the syrup factory, all that sugar is just burning up." She reported, pressing the controls and reading from the screen.

"Any people in the building?" Ray said in his hero's voice, which made goosebumps cover her body. 

"Yeah, I'm getting reports of up to 10 people still trapped in there. You guys better hurry."

"Oh man, we need to go." Henry prompted, thinking about all the civilians in danger. 

"There are firefighters on scene, they can give you equipment if you need it." She turned around in the chair, her face and voice demonstrating her professionalism.

"Right." The sidekick's face paled a bit, but he took his gum tube from his pocket, copying Ray.

"Things are about to get hot." Ray said coolly.

"ETA is 20 minutes, and don't take the main road. There's been an car crash, with delays of up to half an hour." She advised as they chewed and blew their bubbles. Once in their uniform, Ray gave Henry a fist bump and (y/n) waved them goodbye.

"Have fun!" Ray smiled at her, feeling thankful that he had her to help him out, as Henry sent them up the tube. 

~Later that night, Henry's bedroom~ 

Henry climbed through his window, feeling exhausted from his night out with Ray. He was going down the steps, glad to see his bed, but then the lights were switched on, revealing that Charlotte was in his room. He fell down the stairs, landing on his butt and looking at Charlotte with a petrified face.

"You're home late." She smirked at her friend.

"What are you... How did you get in my house? Why are you here?" He asked her, his heart slowly calming down.

"'Cause I'm suspicious." The dark-haired girl said to him. Her suspicion had reached its peak. 

"Of what?" Henry said looking away.

"Why did you climb in your window?" She stepped forward, squinting her eyes and analysing Henry's every move. 

"Uh-- Because the front door was locked and I forgot my key." He lied.

"You know your parents always leave a spare key under the mat." Charlotte saw straight through the lie and called him out on it with her logic.

"I like your shirt," Henry said, wanting to move off the topic. 

"Where have you been?" She quizzed him.

"Working. You know, just working." He replied, which technically wasn't a lie. He had been working, just not where she thought.

"Really? 'Cause I called Junk-N-Stuff. Nobody answered." Charlotte interrogated, wanting the truth.

"Okay. You wanna know where I've been?" Henry started as his anxiety levels through the roof.

"Yeah."

"You want the truth?" He went on.

"Yeah." She reiterated.

"I'm a jazz musician." Henry lied, trying to keep his oath to Ray.

"I don't tell a lot of people, but secretly, I play jazz and the only time the jazz clubs are open is late at night, so that's where I was, at a jazz club-- blowing jazz... on my horn." He continued the lie, hoping that if it was more elaborate, she would buy it. She didn't say anything at first, she just stepped forward and sniffed his hair.

"Why'd you sniff my hair?" He asked.

"I heard on the news tonight that Captain Man and Kid Danger put out a fire at a syrup factory." Charlotte told him about what he had just returned from.

"Did they?" He said, feigning ignorance.

"Yeah. And your hair smells like syrup." Charlotte knew she had him foiled.

"It does. I wonder why." Henry replied, checking his hair.

"Maybe because you're Kid Danger." 'Oh my god.' thought Henry. He started to scoff and laugh at Charlotte, but the look in her eyes told him that she definitely knew.

"Ha! I wish! I mean, that'd be nice. And I guess you must be Beyoncé." He chuckled and panicked.

"Henry." She pressed, looking at him intently, making him sigh and not believe what he was about to do.

"Okay. This is really big what I'm about to tell you." He started off seriously.

"What? That you're Kid Danger?" She teased.

"SHUT UP!" Henry shrieked at her, not wanting his parents or worse, Piper, to hear. He ran to the door and opened it to check if anyone was listening in the corridor. He slammed it shut and locked it, returning to his friend.

"I'm Kid Danger," He revealed in a hushed tone.

"I know. I figured that out." She'd always been a smart girl, but this was her biggest mental achievement.

"Just promise me you'll never tell anyone." He was desperate to keep his identity a secret.

"I promise," Charlotte swore, but Henry grabbed her by the shoulders, so she could really look at her desperate face.

"No, no, you don't understand. I took an oath that I'd never tell anyone that I'm Captain Man's sidekick." He had never been more serious.

"I swear, I'm never gonna tell." She insisted.

"Thanks." Henry breathed out a relieved sigh and dropped his hands from her shoulders.

"Can I tell Jasper?" She asked, not believing she was in on such a big secret.

"NO!" He shouted, Jasper wouldn't be able to keep the secret to save his life.

~The next day, in the Man Cave~

Watching the news from earlier, Ray and (y/n) were shovelling Chinese takeout into their mouths. She was perched on his knee and leaning back into his chest as she focused on what the reporter was saying.

"We're live in downtown Swellview, where Phone Shark has--" Ray rewound the clip, back to when the news reporter pointed out how he was still unable to capture the villain. The elevator doors opened, and Henry walked out of them, after getting up from the drop. He cleared his throat to get their attention.

"Ray? (y/n)?" He started in a small voice. They turned around, noodles hanging from Ray's face, as they smiled and greeted him. Ray put his carton on the control panel, as (y/n) stood up from his lap since they weren't alone anymore. She moved to the side, still picking through her food carton.

"Henry, I didn't know you were working today." Ray looked at him in surprise. 

"He didn't butt beep you, did he?" (y/n) joked with a mouthful of stir-fry.

"No, uh, can I talk to you two about something?" Henry said, walking to where they were.

"Uhhhh, babies come from the baby store." Ray stuttered out, not wanting to go into 'that' subject with a teenager.

"Shut up, doofus." (y/n) chucked a piece of carrot at him.

"It's not about that." He replied, much to the relief of Ray.

"What's up Hen?" (y/n) asked, digging in her carton again.

"You guys know my friend, Charlotte?" Henry began.

"Yeah."

"The not-bucket friend." They both said, not concentrating on Henry's nervous body language. 

"Yeah, well, she's like really smart. And-- uh, she.. uh.. kinda figured out that.." He didn't know how to say it.

"Figured out what?" Ray still wasn't picking up on his nerves.

"That--um... I"m Kid Danger." He chuckled, bracing himself for their reaction. Ray turned around and looked at him with a stunned face and (y/n) stopped mid-chew, feeling the gravity of the situation hit her. She looked to Ray and hoped he would keep a level head.

"Isn't that kooky?" Henry tried to make light of the situation, but his jokes fell flat.

"Yeah. What'd you tell her?" Ray said, hoping that Henry had been smart.

"That I am... Kid Danger." Henry swallowed, as the young woman in front of him choked on her food. She knew he was in deep shit.

"Ohhhh... interesting." Ray let out a squeal as he took in the information and Henry nodded with him.

"You're not mad, right?" Henry asked, confused as to why Ray looked happy, but (y/n) knew that he was actually livid by the sight of his tense shoulders.

"Mad? No.? Ray smiled sourly and shrugged the sentence off.

"Cool." For a moment, Henry thought everything was okay.

"You're fired." Ray's smile dropped and he let all his friendly feelings melt away. He stood up and walked to the middle of the Man Cave.

"What? Fired?" Henry felt his heart drop.

"Raymond!" (y/n) knew he was mad, but couldn't believe that her friend could be so cruel.

"You can leave your watch on the table there." His voice was monotone, and he was ignoring the wide-eyed glare the girl across the room was giving him. She moved towards him, hoping she could get him to calm down and change his mind.

"Ray, please think about what you are doing." She hissed at him from his side, as he mindlessly fiddled with some machinery.

"I swear, I didn't wanna tell her! She figured it out." Henry pleaded, desperately wanting to keep his job.

"Henry! You took an oath!" Ray looked at him sadly, upset that his sidekick had broken his promise.

"I know, but..." Henry whimpered.

"You promised me you wouldn't tell anyone and I trusted you to keep that promise." The superhero said, walking down the steps, (y/n) still following, but now, tears were welling up in her eyes. Henry had grown on her, and it didn't seem fair to fire him after one mistake.

"When trust is broken, it can never be fixed." Ray looked down at his shoes.

"Yes, it can. He's your sidekick." (y/n) put her hand on his bicep, hoping to get through to him, but he just shook her off. He grabbed a fortune cookie from one of the boxes of Chinese takeout and gave it to Henry.

"Open this cookie and read the fortune." He instructed. Henry opened the packaging and cracked the cookie so he could read the paper.

"'When trust is broken, it can never be fixed' He read aloud, wondering how what Ray said and the fortune could be the same. 

"Let's not argue with the Chinese." He whispered huskily. Her emotions getting the better of her, (y/n) snatched the paper from Henry's hand and tore it in half. She threw it to the ground and turned to Ray, tears now rolling down her face.

"I can't believe you, you're being ridiculous." She seethed, but Ray just brushed her comment away and walked off towards the sprocket.

"Goodbye Henry." 

With a broken heart, Henry glumly took off his watch and put it on the table. Turning around, his face matched (y/n)'s. She wrapped the poor kid in a hug, as he tried not to cry.

"I'm so sorry Henry." She whispered into his hair. Henry pulled back with a bittersweet smile.

"Not your fault." was all he said, before walking to the elevator and leaving the building.

~(y/n)'s PoV~

As soon as Henry left, I marched through the sprocket, down the corridor and into Ray's room, where I knew he would have retreated to. He was sat on the bed with his head in his hands.

"I've seen you do some dumb shit, but this is dumbest. What the hell were you thinking!?" I shouted at him, my voice breaking as I started to cry again. Ray didn't move, so I carried on.

"You wanted a sidekick and you got one. A damn good sidekick and a sweet kid, who didn't deserve what you just put him through." This time, he looked up and his eyes were red too. Seeing he was upset, I took a deep breath and sat down next to him, but I didn't touch him, I just waited to see what he had to say.

"I know, he's a great kid and an even better sidekick. But he told his friend about Kid Danger, he broke the oath!" Ray's eyes stayed on my hands, which were wringing together in my lap. I processed what he said, knowing that now I had scolded him, I need to be more gentle. 

"Yeah, he screwed up, but it was just one kid, you could've handled the situation better." I leaned into his side and hugged his arm, knowing it would make him feel a little better. His left arm crossed his chest and came to rest on where my hands joined on his arm. I smiled from the contact, the tears on my face drying. My head slowly dropped so it was on his shoulder, and he then rested his on mine. 

"What's done is done." He muttered hoarsely. I sniffed, thinking I'd never be able to joke around or watch stupid cat videos with Henry. 

"I suppose." I didn't know what else to say, so we just sat there in silence for a few moments.

"Sorry I made you cry." He mumbled into my hair, and I felt my heart flutter.

"S'okay. I'm sorry for yelling." I murmured back, glad we wouldn't carry our problems through the day. He untangled his arm from mine and wrapped it around me in a side hug. As my arms went around his waist, he pressed a kiss to my hairline, so I buried my face into his shoulder, meaning he wouldn't see my blushing.

I inhaled the scent of his cologne and felt so relaxed, I just wanted the moment to last forever.

~Back at Henry's House~

Henry had never felt so depressed. From his place on the floor, he popped the cap on the large bottle of chocolate sauce and let it drizzle into his mouth.

"And Captain Man fired you?" Charlotte asked him, pacing up and down his room.

"Mm-hmm." The sad boy just mumbled as he let the sweet sauce trickle down his throat.

"But-- But it's not your fault I figured out you're Kid Danger." She said, feeling guilty.

"Doesn't matter. I broke my oath." Henry said dejectedly, not caring about anything or anyone.

"Well, you gotta fix this." Charlotte tried to perk him up, hating to see how sad Henry was.

"How?" He asked, not seeing any hope.

"I don't know! But you're not gonna find the answer at the bottom of a bottle of chocolate." She chided, confiscating the bottle and throwing it onto the bed. However, to her dismay, Henry pulled a spare from behind his back.

"I won't know if I don't look." He said, smearing chocolate around his face, as he poured more of the sauce into his mouth.

"Jasper was right." Words that rarely left Henry's mouth.

"About what?" Charlotte looked down at him.

"I was a lame Kid Danger. I couldn't even help Captain Man catch the stupid Phone Shark." He sniffed, still wallowing in self-pity.

"I feel awful." The girl said from her place on the ottoman at the foot of his bed.

"It's cool. Still got ma jazz." Henry grabbed the sunglasses next to him and put them on so Charlotte wouldn't see his teary eyes. He grabbed his remote for the hi-fi and turned it to a jazz station.

"I got my ticket for the long way round, two bottles of chocolate for the way." He started to sing with the music.

"And I can't believe I got fired today." He looked so depressed, his voice deepening at the end of the line.

"But I did and it's kind of all your fault." He was too upset to care about Charlotte's feelings, as she bowed her head.

~Later that night~

Sprawled out of the couch, Henry was just scrolling through his phone, listening to Piper and Jasper argue, when a call from Charlotte came through.

"Hey, Char, what's up?" He addressed her.

"Henry. Come to Swellview Park right now." Charlotte whispered down the line, as she crouched down behind a bush in the park.

"No. I'm not in the mood for trees." Henry whined at her.

"Did I ask you what you're in the mood for?" She hissed back with gritted teeth.

"No."

"Come to Swellview Park right now." She repeated, needing him to get there urgently.

~Swellview Park~ 

After dealing with Piper and Jasper, Henry made it to the park and he saw Charlotte crouched down behind a bench. She was spying on a wedding with a pair of binoculars.

"What's going on?" He asked her, only to be yanked down.

"Check out that guy standing by the groom." She said, giving Henry the binoculars. He peered through them and saw one of the groomsmen smiling with a set of sharp, metal teeth.

"The guy with the crazy teeth?" He asked Charlotte.

"Yeah, he's the Phone Shark." She revealed, shocking Henry.

"Whoa yeah, that does look like him." He commented as he squinted to get a better look at him.

"It is him. Now, do Captain Man a favour and go catch the Phone Shark... Kid Danger." Charlotte encouraged, knowing he was more than capable of taking the villain on. Thanking his lucky stars that he forgot to give it back, Henry pulled out his tube of special gum.

He popped a gumball and ran to a secluded corner where he could transform safely, much to Charlotte's amazement. 

"Whoa, how does that whole costume fit inside one little gumball? She asked, but that was a question Henry would have to ask (y/n) if he ever saw her again.

"Just--Just wait there, all right?" He said, sprinting around the other side of the wedding tent. He watched as the couple were taking the vows, before walking a few steps down the aisle and interrupting the ceremony.

"Hey, congratulations." Many shocked whispers and comments were heard around him, as no one expected the intrusion.

"Young man, this wedding isn't over." The officiator said to him, as the bride frowned. 

"I know, I just wanted to show that hairless guy my brand new phone... that's never been bitten." He said, whipping out the new PearPhone (y/n) had given him a couple of weeks earlier.

"Come on, yeah, you know you want to bite it." He taunted the Phone Shark, waving his device around to tempt him. He even sniffed it, which seemed to really entice the weird criminal.

"Gotta love that new phone smell!!" He teased, the villain chattering his teeth.

"Yeah, yeah, come on!" All Charlotte could do was watch.

"Give it to me!" The Phone Shark yelled as Henry threw it into the air.

"Catch it!" As the man looked up at the phone, Henry used the distraction to jump on his back, starting a brawl in the aisle.

"Give me the Phone!" He shouted again, as people cleared the area, realising who the evil man was. Henry was spinning around on his back, making him accidentally kick the bride in the face, sending her to the floor.

Falling to the floor with the Phone Shark, the guests tried to help him, which gave him a minute to get back on his feet. The criminal threw the guests off him, snarling and roaring at them all with his razor-sharp teeth.

"Hey! Hey! Come on! Come on, Phone Shark!" Henry showed him the phone again so he could get him away from the guests. The criminal was so desperate to sink his teeth into the phone, he charged at Henry, who at the last minute ducked out of harm's way. The man's momentum sent him hurtling into a table of gifts, rendering him unconscious and Henry victorious. The crowd applauded his brave actions and he smiled at Charlotte, who was clapping along. 

~The Man Cave~

"Kid Danger, how were you able to locate and finally apprehend the Phone Shark?" The onscreen reporter asked Henry. (y/n) and Ray were both so absorbed into what Henry was saying on the computer. 

"Well, I'd love to take all the credit, but it was really my boss, Captain Man, who made it all happen." He smiled, knowing the public would be praising Ray again.

"Interesting. Can you tell us more?" The woman asked.

"No." Henry answered curtly, not knowing what other details he could share. (y/n) paused the video there, knowing Ray had seen enough to be impressed with Henry. He was wearing his Captain Man suit, as Henry had brought Charlotte back with him, but he kept his focus on the teen.

"You gave me all the credit." Ray said, flabbergasted. 

"Well, everyone's been giving you a hard time about not catching the Phone Shark, I figured I'd help you out." He said solemnly to the man, which made (y/n) give him a warm smile.

"Told you he was a good kid." She bent down and whispered in Ray's ear and a smile grew on his face, both from her comment and how close her lips were to his ear.

"Uh, excuse me?" Charlotte called from her seat near the elevator. She hated to break up the sweet moment, but she was bored of waiting.

"I'm the one who found the Phone Shark." She bragged with a smirk.

"It's true she did." Henry told them both. Ray let out a long groan and threw his head back into (y/n)'s stomach.

"Ughhhhh, Charlotte, Charlotte, what are we going to do with you?" He said as he stood up and the three walked to the young girl.

"Uh, I think it's pretty obvious," Charlotte responded, standing up too. 

"What's that?" Ray didn't understand what she meant. 

"Give her a job here, you idiot." (y/n) said, smacking his arm from how dense he was sometimes. 

"We need another smart person around here. I can't do everything, I'm one, very tired girl." She continued, smiling at Charlotte.

"I'm (y/n), by the way, nice to meet you." She added in and leaned over to shake Charlotte's hand, which made Ray roll his eyes.

"Nice to meet you too. Are you his assistant?" She smiled and pointed at Captain Man.

"I prefer the term 'helper'. 'Assistant' makes him think I have to do everything for him." She joked and the two laughed, knowing that if Ray gave her a job, they'd become firm friends.

"Ok, no more laughing. First, I want to know how you found the Phone Shark." Ray said, still not fully trusting Charlotte. 

"Well, I figured no guy with normal teeth can bite through a phone, right?" She started off, and (y/n) tilted her head as she listened.

"'K." Ray said, feeling dumb since he hadn't been the one to work it out.

"So I started calling every dentist in Swellview until I found one who told me he had a patient who asked a whole mouthful of titanium teeth." She explained like it was obvious. 

"We should've called some dentists." Ray said to Henry, slapping his hands together. 

"Totally should've." Henry agreed, also feeling stupid.

"You guys had one year, she had one day." (y/n) whispered in their ears, smiling at how smart the teen girl was.

"Then I hacked into the dentist's computer files, got the guy's name and searched him online." Charlotte said sweetly and simply.

"OH, we should've gone online." Ray looked to Henry again.

"What is wrong with us?" Henry couldn't believe how blind they'd been. (y/n) rolled her eyes, these two were meant to be superheroes, but one girl managed to outsmart them.

"Oh, and his last update said, "Off to my brother's wedding in Swellview Park, hope they serve phones for dessert, LOL.'" She read out, confirming how intelligent she was. 

"And then she called me." Henry said to Ray.

"She's good." The superhero said to his best friend.

"Yeah, she is." She replied, looking back at him.

She could really help us out around here." Henry piped up looking at him hopefully and nudging his side.

"Us?" Ray took a moment to think about Henry's words and the events of earlier that day flooded back into his mind. (y/n) placed a hand on his arm to remind him that she was still next to him and she wasn't going to take his crap.

"Oh, right. You fired me." Henry's eyes dropped to the floor.

"Well, you broke the oath." Ray's voice was wobbly from emotion, so he turned his back on everyone.

"And he caught the Phone Shark." (y/n) wouldn't let him make the same mistake of letting Henry go again.

"Come on, you big doof. Hire him back." She smiled up at him, using her best grin to win him over. 

"Alright, you're re-hired." he said to Henry, not being able to say no to (y/n)'s face as it stared up at him. Henry jumped up and down in happiness and ran to give (y/n) a hug to say thanks for her help in persuading Ray. Letting her go, he then jumped into Ray's arms, glad to be his sidekick again and by his smile, Ray was happy too.

"Ahem, ahem, cough, cough, cough." Charlotte cleared her throat, reminding them that she was still there.

"Oh right, and what are you gonna do about Charlotte?" He asked the pair. Ray clutched his forehead and groaned, looking to (y/n) about the decision.

"She knows he's Kid Danger." The woman mentioned.

"She knows who I am, and she knows where the Man Cave is 'cause you brought her down here." Ray listed everything off looking at Henry.

"So, what does that mean?" She asked tentatively.

"That we either have to kill you, erase your brain or give you a job." (y/n) said, which Ray nodded along with.

"I vote job." Charlotte said, not liking the other options.

"We can really erase her brain?" Henry wondered, which caused his friend to whip around at him in offence. 

"All right, she can have a job here." Ray conceded. (y/n) went to put her arms around him, but he carried on speaking.

"IF! She can pass the pickle test." (y/n) stopped mid-movement and looked at Ray in confusion. Not even she knew what a pickle test was.

~

As per Ray's instructions, (y/n) had set up a table with a pickle hanging in a jar, which was now being tightly screwed shut by Bork, a giant man who worked for Ray.

"Thanks, Bork. Now, grunt and exit." Ray said, making the man retreat to one of the back rooms.

"Charlotte, you must now prove you're smart enough to work for Captain Man." Ray explained, which made (y/n) furrow her eyebrows. 'I never had to pass a stupid pickle test.' She thought.

"Uh, I found the Phone Shark." She pointed out, believing that was enough to prove her intelligence. 

"Well, anyone could do that." Ray retorted immaturely. 

"You couldn't." (y/n) smirked at him, sticking up for Charlotte. He didn't like it when she sassed back.

"Okay, let's not go there." Henry quickly interrupted their banter.

"Now... to prove your worthiness, you must get that pickle out of that jar that Bork just power-screwed shut." Charlotte inspected the jar, quickly formulating a method.

"How much time does she have?" Henry asked Ray, who took out his timer.

"Exactly five minut---" Ray was disrupted by the young girl smashing the jar against the table. Her ingenuity meant that the pickle was free.

"Here's your pickle." She said, which (y/n) accepted happily. She knew she'd figure it out, the test wasn't that hard.

"That was Bork's favourite jar." Ray said gravely, impressed that Charlotte had figured it out so quickly.

"Wait, wait, does that mean Charlotte's hired?" Henry asked (y/n), an enormous grin erupting on her face.

"Yeah, it does!" She exclaimed excitedly, as Henry lept over to Charlotte and gave her a celebratory high five.

"Wait, you wanna see something cool?" Henry said to Charlotte.

"Yeah!" They ran over to the tube area together.

"Hug me." Henry told her, which grossed her out a bit.

"Just trust me." He said, so she wrapped her arms around him. Henry slapped his belt buckle and the tube came down, shocking the girl.

"Up the tube!" They shot upwards, causing Charlotte to scream all the way to the top.

Meanwhile, Ray was still sat at the supercomputer. After watching the two kids leave the Man Cave, she went over to him and wrapped her arms around his neck from behind.

"Thank you for that. You did a good thing." She murmured to him gently, leaning down to press a kiss to his cheek. Ray felt like his heart was going to explode, as she removed herself from him and walked up to the sprocket, going to her room.

He raised his gloved hand to his cheek, stroking where her lips had briefly been only seconds before. As he sat there in shock, he knew that if she asked him to, he'd do anything for her.

[piperslovebot]

Yay you posted it!

I just posted another chapter to my Bomika fic :).. also if you read the first chapter before I would read it again since I did change it a bit!! It is pretty much the same with a couple minor differences, so it wouldn’t be too bad if you didn’t reread it but I would highly recommend.

[notsogoodofawriter]

Hi guys!

So i have a few multiple chapter fics that I've started but never finished, and i was wondering if you guys would be interested in me posting them even though they aren't done. I was thinking about maybe just posting them and updating it along the way, but I've never been one to do that, i like posting my fics are finished. These fics have been in drafts for like a year and a half, and others have been there for months. These fics do deal with tough topics, i wanted to really perfect them before putting them out there, but i fear they are going to waste without anyone to enjoy them. Just let me know!!