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:: New Neighbor

He cleared his throat as the door opened and once, yet again read from script he held. "Greetings, new neighbor." he stated, in a dull monotone that spoke more to how many times he had repeated that statement rather than any earnest joy at the encounter. "i am Dr. Horatio J. Skullcrusher, and it is both my pleasure and federally required mandate that i introduce myself to you and all other households in a 1 mile radius of my new and slash or prospective lair."

Beatrice Thornapple wasn't quite sure what to make of this announcement, but yelled at her chihuahua to pipe down anyway. She raised a well fed eyebrow and slowly started to ask, "Aren't… you… a…"

"Why yes", Dr. Skullcrusher continued as the tiniest hint of sarcasm easily escaped Beatrice's attention, "i am a supervillain, and i wish to add that there are many current and recovering supervillans living in relative peace in neighborhoods much like this one. i will also add that under section 202, Paragraph 13, Subsection 21, willful acts of contempt or harassment toward a non-hostile or non-threatening individual classed as "supervillain" by the authorities, unless otherwise required by the state or community, are punishable by a $200 per incident fine." Dr. Skullcrusher's welding goggles clattered a bit as he rolled his eyes. His deft hands made turning the page easier than the heavy, black rubber gloves would belie.

Beatrice eyed Dr. Skullcrusher with a cautious eye as she skimmed the city approved paperwork shoved toward her. The diagrams were indecipherable and filled with minute print, but she could see her house was clearly in the chartreuse zone between the lavender quadrant and a spit of houses marked in turquoise. Honestly, the entire map of the neighborhood looked like it was colored in by a five year old tripping on LSD.
"What does this color mean?" she asked pointing toward the approximate area of her home.

Skullcrusher flipped the clipboard around to inspect the area. He flipped a few pages up, then cheerily said. "Ah, well, this zone will absolutely not have to worry about any lingering effects from radiation damage." He smiled broadly.

"And this here lavender area?"

"Well, there will be absolutely no damage from cyborg armies in that area. i assure you, each zone is well protected against a threat." He continued to smile broadly, knowing that Beatrice probably wouldn't ask about the many and various threats that her house was absolutely not safe from. Say, cyborg armies, for instance.

"i suppose…" Beatrice began before being cut off.

"Now, if you'd be so kind, i do need you to sign here so that i can show the review board that we've met and you're fine with the zoning change."

"i'm not so…"

"And that's why i'm offering a free DNA test. Would you like to see a stronger, healthier you in less than three months with absolutely no effort on your part? All i need is a sample of your DNA, just a bit of spit or a tiny prick of blood will do!" He positively beamed with delight. Or evil. It was hard for Beatrice to tell.

"Really? A healthier me?" She asked. She had been meaning to go to the gym for a while now.

"Oh, Definitely! Imagine watching the news and seeing yourself exceeding at martial arts and shooting lasers!"

"What will it cost me?" Beatrice cleverly thought to ask, having seen one too many financial episodes of Oprah.

"Not even a penny. Just a signature and a bit of DNA."

"Well, i can't see what harm that would do." She signed the forms unaware of the sampling mechanism in the pen.

"Excellent. i'm glad we had this chance to meet." Skullcrusher positively beamed with delight as he slipped the pen into a test tube and tightened the lid. "i'll need to finish off this neighborhood soon. Enjoy the rest of your days." He bowed and headed off whistling a merry tune.

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