After the previous night of thrills with Mandy and Courtney, you're already back to it with the job at hand.

You're underneath SDN in the locker room, sitting on a bench as you drink out a cold bottle of water. Suddenly your phone rings. You pick up.

Y/N: Hello?

Violeta: Son...

Your eyes shrink.

Y/N: Mom? H-how are you doing? How's dad?

Violeta: Your father and I have been well fed and looked after intensively since our... separation from you.

Y/N: I still tried to save you.

Rafael: We know, my boy. But our lives haven't been in danger since then.

Y/N: I'm grateful to hear it. Dad, do you remember Courtney?

Rafael: Yes. What about her?

Y/N: We met again. After all these years. We're in a serious relationship. 

Violeta gasps.

Violeta: Dios mío, hijo. ¡Estoy tan feliz por ti!
[Oh my god, son. I'm so happy for you!]

Rafael: Is she treating you well?

Y/N: Por supuesto que lo es, papá.
[Of course she is, dad.]

Rafael: Good, good. Blonde Blazer has still promised to let us go. She's a woman of her word, son. There's no reason to be cautious. 

Y/N: Oh, there's no complaints there, dad. I trust her full send.

Rafael: Who doesn't?

A guard is heard from outside the cell.

Guard: Your call time's up, Mr. & Mrs. Salazar.

Violeta: I'm sorry, son. We have to go. 

Y/N: Damn it... I wish we could talk more.

Rafael: I do too. Stay safe.

They hang up on you. You sigh deeply, but you perk your head up to see Blonde Blazer walk through, rubbing her head as Robert walks up to you, opening a locker to find a spare shirt.

Y/N: Hey Rob.

Robert: Hey Y/N.

Blonde Blazer: You boys decent?

Y/N: More than decent for today.

Robert: Yep. 

Blonde Blazer: Robert, you alright? Flambae said you nearly died under some weights? 

Robert: Something like that. What's up?

Blonde Blazer: Nothing much. So... keeping things professional right?

Robert: 100%, Blonde.

Blonde Blazer: I like to hear it.

Blonde pats Robert's shoulder as she looks to you. Robert steps to the side as he continues to replace/change his shirt.

Blonde Blazer: Listen, I just... had a great time last night with you. I really wanted to see if maybe you're up to going someplace far more fancier than a sushi place tomorrow?

Y/N: Of course. Where?

Blonde Blazer: Paris.

Y/N: Huh. Guess all my time playing AC Unity is coming in handy if we're going to The City of Lights.

Blonde Blazer laughs.

Y/N: But if we really are, is it a date with Blonde Blazer, or Mandy?

Blonde Blazer: Oh. Uh... I don't know. Which would you prefer? And that's not a trap. I'm both of them.

You hold her hand.

Y/N: When it comes to me, I'm okay with either. I'll appreciate you for you regardless, Mandy.

You kiss her cheek. Blonde smiles.

Blonde Blazer: Okay, I'll let you know when I'm free. I love you, Y/N.

Y/N: I love you just as much.

Blonde Blazer walks off. Robert chuckles as he looks at you.

Robert: Dude, you're a very lucky bastard. You know that right?

Y/N: Luckiest guy in Cali. Not forgetting. 

You and Robert high five.

Y/N: I got beers in my fridge. Mind cracking one open with me?

Robert: Ha. I'd love to, but I'm sure Chase would not be happy with me being shitfaced.

Y/N: Eh, Chase hates fun off the job. When we're off, we're still cracking those beers wide open. Be seeing ya Rob.

You walk off. As you round the corner, Courtney kisses you.

Courtney: You can already guess who's tagging along.

Y/N: Mandy was bringing you with us regardless, Court.

Courtney: As long as we don't go to any fancy ass palaces I'm all good. That's too rich for my blood. Aaaaaand the invisibility powers which will fuck me over. No need being on interpol that way.

Y/N: If you're seeking to take something from the Louvre you're kinda 4 weeks late.

Courtney: Ah, fuck the jewels. I don't need to sell 200 year old trinkets to get more cash. Besides, I have something worth more than all those crowns and scepters combined. You.

She kisses you again before vanishing. You smile.

Upstairs.

As Robert takes the elevator back up he goes to his desk to spot something surprising at his desk.

Once Robert leans down to pat down Beef, the shift begins.

You're sitting on top of a building, playing Fruit Ninja on your phone. Sonar leans in.

Sonar: Try doing that to actual fruit.

Y/N: I don't feel like having my jacket sticky for today, Sonar. Thank you.

Sonar: Eh, I'm just saying. Would've been fun to see for myself.

Y/N: Guess all those years of staring at a screen as you took a lotta money left you starved for seeing something exciting.

Sonar: Oh, you have no idea, man.

Prism chimes in.

Prism: Yo, you ever realize that the Torrance vibe is just, rancid? 

Punch Up: Between the dead fish in the harbor and the giant in the refinery I can't tell who's to blame.  

Prism: Damn, that is some nasty shit.

Golem: I love the smell of the refinery.

Ice: Of course you do, Golem. 

Invisigal: And I hate the smell of gasoline. 

Malevola: Speak for yourself. I'm addicted to it.

Coupe: Ugh.

Waterboy: T-that's not... h-healthy.

Flambae: You don't say, Sherlock.

Robert: Alright, everyone, respectfully, shut the fuck up. 

Invisigal: Who pissed in your cereal? 

Golem: That is far nastier.

Robert: Just get to work, people.

The 1st shift flies by. As usual, criminals get knocked on their asses and many would be murder cases are prevented by the Z-Team. Yet the Red Ring came into contact with the team, causing the Ring to get knocked on their ass too.

In the break room, you're at the microwave seeing Robert trying to warm up burritos. Tora, Malevola, and Prism are off to the side. Once Robert takes his food out, you put yours in. Tora is sipping on a chocolate shake. She fist bumps Malevola and Prism.

Malevola: Nice to see you, Tora.

Tora: And you, Vola. 

Prism sits next to her and looks at Robert.

Prism: Maybe he's got an iron stomach. Do we know anyone like that? Super digestion?

Y/N: Ugh, don't even put that in my head, Pris.

Prism: And it'll never leave, sugar.

Prism laughs. 

Malevola: We do have The Gluttonator. But I dunno, that guy weighed a 1000 pounds. 

Y/N: Are you sure we didn't have MODOK in the SDN?

Malevola and Prism try to hold in a laugh, only let it loose.

Malevola: That was a good one, Y/N. Holy shit.

Y/N: I got a few more to spit out, but not all the time. 

Malevola: I'd love to hear more.

Y/N: You will. Eventually.

You and Malevola stare at each other, but she licks her lips.

Prism: Hey Robert, did you recently lose like 700 pounds 

Robert: First off, you're either shit at math or you think I'm like 300 at least. I am not. I go the gym, and I work hard. Secondly, what are you even talking about?

Prism: There is a pool going around on which superhero you used to be. 

Upon hearing that, you and Tora jerk in your chairs slightly in fear, but stomach it. 

Prism: Person who wins gets $936. 

Robert: That's a real specific number. 

Y/N: And a very 1 in a 1000 chance to get some fat stacks. 

Prism: That chance could be ours. Come on boys, just one hint. 

Malevola: I mean, we're friends right? Help your friends out. 

Robert: I'm double jointed. 

Robert beds his thumb backwards.

Tora: That's no coincidence!

Tora bends her double jointed thumb backwards as well.

Tora: We're more compatible than you know, Robert. Like chocolate bars dipped in honey!

The room goes silent.

Malevola: That's... not a bad combination, Tor.

Prism: What's your other power? Flipping your eyelids inside out?

Robert: I wish. I'd love to do that.

Y/N: Got adamantium claws yet?

Robert: What? God no. You have any idea how much that shit would hurt?

Y/N: You still get flex on idiots who can't regenerate, and have unbreakable bones-

Robert: I'm better off being me, Y/N. I don't need claws to do the right thing.

Prism: Oh come on, don't be like this.

Robert: Sorry. You're just gonna have to earn your $936 with another quick plan. I wonder what that would be? I'll let you know if I work it out. Get it? I'm explaining the joke so-

Robert dodges a cup of joe as it smashes against the wall. The coffee lands on the floor. 

Robert: What the fuck?

Malevola: Decent reflexes. (lowers her arm, having thrown the cup) Saw a roach. 

Robert: And you couldn't have let Tora freeze him to death?

Malevola: No. I wanted to burn it with the heat of a 1000 suns made from grinded beans.

Beef walks up to the spill, about to eat the roach. Robert quickly gets Beef away.

Malevola: Which heroes do we know that talk too much and have quick reflexes?

Tora points her thumb at you. You lowly chuckle.

Robert: Clean this shit up.

Robert leaves the break room.

Prism: Hey, losing all that weight don't make you better than us! 

Malevola: Yeah, chill out dad!

Prism sighs.

Prism: I never had a dad.

Tora pats her back. 

Tora: How about a sister?

Prism smiles at Tora. 

Tora: I didn't mean anything by that joytoy comment. I was just-

Prism: Not letting anyone walk over you at all? I love that about you, girl. Come on, we gotta chat more before the next shift starts.

Prism and Tora leave the break room, leaving only you and Malevola.

Malevola: You know I'm jealous of Blonde Blazer, right? You charmed her like a princess, and she's under your spell with no hitches on your end. 

Y/N: I get that. So... are you trying to date me?

Malevola: You know it. Never been with a human before.

Y/N: That's about to change- mmph!

Malevola leans down to kiss you as she cuts you off. You kiss her back while gripping her ass. But Malevola walks backwards while brushing her tail against your chin with a grin.

Malevola: Uh uh uhhhh~ Dinner first.

Y/N: I'm cracking you afterwards. Don't forget.

Malevola: I'm counting on it, Y/N.

She opens up a portal and walks through as it vanishes. 

Y/N: Counterpoint: I'm the luckiest fucking man in America.

Finally, you leave the break room, walking past Mandy to sneak a kiss on her. Mandy goes over to kiss you around a corner. You slide your tongue in her mouth, but Mandy pulls back to point at a camera starting to come online. 

Y/N: Nice save, baby.

Mandy: No need to thank me.

Mandy goes past you as she walks through the main space. Courtney appears in the break room with a grin.

Courtney: I knew you couldn't resist him, Vola.

Elsewhere. 

Robert is down under SDN again to further fix up his mech, welding tool sparking against the metal and all. He raises the mask to get a quick look at the mech. 

Robert puts the mask back as he continues searing the metal together as Chase sits there in a chair with Beef coming up to him.

Chase: Heard the team's scuffling with the Red Ring. 

Robert: (without turning around) They run half the crime in the county. We were bound to cross their path eventually. 

Chase: Watch out. You poke the hive you're gonna have to fuck the queen. 

Robert: That is not how bees work. 

Chase: You know what I mean. 

Robert: I don't actually, nobody is trying to fuck Shroud. But if we kill the queen, we rot the hive. 

Chase stops eating his burrito, looking to Robert.

Chase: Would you do that? Kill Shroud? Cause you might get the chance and you don't wanna go in there having to think about it. You gotta know. 

Robert raises the mask and stops welding.

Robert: Shroud killed him, Chase. There's only one thing I can do.

Chase: You know that's not true. I'm not sure your dad would want it that way.

Robert: You're not sure? Should we ask him?

Chase: Point taken.

Robert walks back to Chase, taking his gloves off and tossing them on the table. 

Chase: Mecha Man's coming back to life one patch at a time. 

Robert: (with a sigh) One patch at a time...

Chase: I mean, Royd's doing all the work right?

Robert: So much. He's probably gonna redo all of this shit. 

Chase chuckles.

Evening. The 2nd shift starts. 

Robert: Evening, folks. Welcome back.

Sonar: We got a few guesses at your identity. Main one is Blueballs Man. 

Robert: Lemme guess. His power is not being able to nut? 

Invisigal: Nah, his balls are literally blue. Get your head outta the gutter dude.

Generator: You do realize we make everything sound dirty, right?

Robert: Greeeeeat. It's gonna be another one of those shifts. -_-

Hours pass into the night as SDN begins to close down. The 2nd shift went by just like the other, only, Red Ring didn't appear.

Y/N: Guess the Red Ring's just a buncha no shows. 

Tora: Or they're scared of the cold. Cowards. 

Malevola: Anyone up for drinks?

Coupe: Anywhere but Crypto Night.

Punch Up: Please. Heard Flambae got banned. 

Sonar: Sucks to suck. 

Robert turns his computer off and spins around in his chair, grabbing his bag.

Robert: Let's go to the Sardine. Or are you banned from that one too?

Punch Up: Shut up. 

Robert: (ignores the insult) Good week everyone, see you on Monday. 

Y/N: Are you really gonna turn down a drink with us? Now? 

Courtney: Don't be a bitch.

Prism: Be chill for once in your life.

Tora: I have to agree with the girls on this one. Minus the name calling. 

Golem: Come on Robert. We know you wanna.

Robert: The Sardine is a villain bar. Not sure I'm fitting in.

Y/N: Just go dressed like that. Everyone's gonna think you stole some poor fucker's clothes. 

A beat of silence hits. 

Robert: ...Fine. Just one drink, and that's it.

The Z-Team erupts in cheers.

Sonar: Thatt'a boy. 

Malevola: Let's fucking goooooo. Literally. Right now. 

Waterboy: I've never drank before!

You land on top of SDN, Mandy lands next to you.

Mandy: Going out with the team?

Y/N: Yep.

Mandy: Good, good. I've been seeing how you work so well with them. You've done so much for the people, Y/N.

Y/N: I know. But my work's not done just yet. Red Ring is out there. Shroud. He has to go.

Mandy: Oh. In what way?

Y/N: Death. 

Mandy: While that is an option, the legal system will take care of him.

Y/N: Mandy, I've been fighting evil pigs for nearly all my life since I was 18. And in that time from then to now, I realized some boogeymen have to be taken out the picture. Permanently. 

Mandy: I... won't belittle you for your mindset. But when the time comes, we'll make sure Shroud won't have the power to do anything anymore.

Mandy kisses you.

Mandy: Don't drink too much.

She grins.

Y/N: You don't have to worry, hun.

The Sky Slyder appears on your feet as you put your goggles on and take off.

Eventually. The Sardine. 

You land on the sidewalk with Robert, bro hugging him. The two of you look to see Golem. 

Robert: Why are you out here?

Golem: Too damn big. 

Y/N: Trying to get a drink? Rob, get him a drink. 

Robert: You don't have to tell me twice. 

You and Robert walk. The bouncer doesn't stop you, but he stops Robert. 

Bouncer: Hey, creep.

Robert: Creep?

Bouncer: I don't know you and I don't like not knowing people. 

Courtney opens the door. 

Courtney: Well you won't like pissing off Mr. Toolbox here.

Y/N: This guy's with us, dude. 

You grab Robert's shoulder and walk in the Sardine with loud music being heard on big booming speakers. It's packed around every table. Punch Up and Coupe are making out at table.

Robert: Ever been here?

Y/N: Fuck no. It's my first time.

Robert: As long as we don't get shanked by a rusty box cutter, I'm all good.

Robert goes one way as you walk up to Malevola.

Malevola: Hey! Been meaning to see you!

Malevola pulls you and kisses you. Roughly. You kiss her back, gripping her hips. Courtney only rolls her eyes with a smile. 

Malevola: Courtney told me all about how you could handle her and Mandy in bed. I wanna see what you got for myself to wonder how you managed to score 'em. But that'll be for later. For now we're getting drunk off our asses.

Y/N: Damn right. 

Malevola lets you go as you walk over to Courtney. Sonar stops you.

Sonar: Hey man, you might wanna be extra careful around 'Vola. Behind that sword lies a different woman altogether, and I know that best.

Y/N: Eh. I'm still bedding Malevola with care, Sonar. Bet on that.

Sonar lets out a dry laugh.

Sonar: Big man.

Sonar pats you back as you walk away. Getting closer to the counter, Courtney turns back to look at you.

Courtney: Buy me a drink?

You fish out your wallet, giving a few bills to the bartender.

Y/N: You know it. I'm guessing this'll lead on to us getting busy in a motel room. Again.

Courtney: You catch on fast. Malevola and I were having conversations after 1st shift. We talked together with Mandy about it. And we all agreed on it; we're gonna share you.

You smile, gently holding side of her face as she looks in your eyes.

Y/N: I'm fine with it, Coco. Fully. You're all beautiful women.

Courtney: And you're a fine ass man.

Courtney kisses your lips, walking off. 

Courtney: I'll snag us a table. 

Robert sits next to Tora at the counter.

Robert: Tora? I didn't think a lady like you would like a place like this.

Tora: My overly sweet appearance isn't a weakness, Robert. If someone pushes me, they'll get their baller (balls) frozen off.

Robert: And I'd hate to be the poor fucker on the other end of that.

Tora: Trust me, you won't. 

Tora kisses his cheek. Robert is surprised as he feels his cheek.

Robert: Where did that come from?

Tora: For you taking a chance on me. Thank you.

Robert: It's nothing. Your past deeds don't define you. What you've being now matters more.

Tora smiles. She leans in to kiss Robert. Robert is caught off guard, but kisses him back. Tora gives Robert bedroom eyes, smiling.

Tora: Etter at vi har drukket, skal jeg se hvor slitesterk sentralen vår er.
[After we drink, I'm gonna see how durable our Dispatcher is.]

Robert: That would make my night, Tora.

Tora: Of course it would. Be ready for our trip to the nearest bed. 

You laugh.

Y/N: Oh shit, you're in for a wild time.

Robert: How so?

Y/N: Tora's sweet as a butterfly, but a freak in the sheets. Once I told her about my escapades with our resident light and invisible woman, we... went at it. But that was only one time and one time only. Trust me, you're gonna love being with her.

Robert: Huh. I'll take your word for it.

She strolls off. Punch Up, Prism, Coupe and Malevola appear.

Robert: 2 fancy whiskies please. 

Prism: Make it 3. 

Malevola: 4.

Punch Up: 5.

Coupe: 6.

Bartender: 6 fancies whiskies?

Robert: No. Um... 12 shitty whiskies. 

The bartender gets back from the counter to work on the drinks. 

Punch Up: Good lad. We shoulda invited him earlier. 

Malevola: We thought he was a fucking narc. 

Prism: Never said that. 

Coupe: I'm just glad I get to stick around with my most favorite man yet.

Punch Up: Such a sweet talker, lassie.

The two kiss.

Robert: Hey, you all deserve to let loose. Can't be stressed all the time.

Y/N: Finally, man. Thank you.

Malevola laughs.

Malevola: I'm glad you're seeing things the way we do, Robby. 

The other 4 take their drinks as you grab yours for you, Robert, and Courtney. But you bump into the dragon villain. 

Y/N: Outta the damn way.

He steps to the side.

Y/N: Thank you.

You walk past him. 

Tora is sitting with Waterboy, helping her drink for the first time. 

Tora: Gå. Gå. Gå. Gå.
[Go. Go. Go. Go.]

Waterboy downs his drink. He coughs.

Tora: There you go! You'll get used to it in time.

Waterboy: I don't think it'll get any easier...

You sit at the table with Courtney, she's already hogging you to herself with a smile. 

Robert gets close to Flambae who's looking through a book.

Flambae: Dude. Be honest. Am I gonna make a fool of myself if I sing Whitney Houston? 

Robert: Are you Whitney Houston?

Flambae: No.

Robert: (as she puts the glass down) Then yeah. You will.

He walks off.

Flambae: 

Robert hands Sonar his drink as he's at the pool table.

Robert: Here. For you.

Sonar: (Grabs his arm) Wait. Uh... this is sorta hard for me. I dunno if it was a by the books bottom line decision, but thanks.

Robert pats Sonar's shoulder. Robert then goes outside to give Golem his drink before heading back in. 

Sonar is watching Malevola easily best another guy in an arm wrestling contest. He gets hyped up seeing the other guy lose, doing the L hand sign.

Robert sits next to you, Courtney, and Tora. 

Robert: Everyone thinks I'm a narc.

Tora: Which isn't true. 

Courtney: They can smell the hero on you, you're the enemy. 

Robert: I brought them drinks. What else do they want?

Courtney: You can buy them drinks, you can make sure they don't get fired. You can line them up and blow 'em one by one, but they're still gonna think you're the hero who fucked up their lives. 

Y/N: Ah, ye of little faith, Court. Nobody on the team is killing Rob. 

Courtney: Nah, we ain't ever going to have a Robert Robertson murder mystery. ...for now at least.

Tora: Nothing like that is ever happening. I'll guard Robert with my life if I have to.

Courtney: Really Tora? Wake up and smell the coffee, ice queen. Not everyone is a shining knight.

Tora: I heard those words before, Courtney. Plenty times. Couldn't trust a soul in America until I met Blonde. She treated me as if I really had a purpose here. 

Courtney: Then I'm glad you know that at least.

Robert: People don't think much when I blow them, but I hear what you're saying. Though, I'd argue they fucked up their own lives being criminals.

Y/N: Except me and Tora. >_>

Robert: Except Y/N and Tora. But still.

Courtney: See, that's narc shit. Just tell em who you are. What are the odds you busted one of them anyway?

That strikes a chord in Robert as he goes silent, looking at the cig in the ashtray and then to Flambae. 

Flambae:

Tora holds in her laugh as you only cover up your mouth. But you end up laughing anyway.

Robert: Shit. I thought he lost his fingers working in a deli or something. That's not including what happened at Crypto. He was fucking with me and I kinda-

Courtney: You stole his eyebrows? 

Robert: They burned off. Which somehow makes less sense than what you just said. So you can see, it's why I'm worried about getting burned.

Y/N: Not when Tora and I are around. Flambae can get pissy all he wants. You're here to stay. Whether he likes it or not.

Robert smiles at you.

Robert: Oh. Thanks. 

Y/N: It's the least I can say after you gave us second chances to not rot in cells like Charles Manson.

Courtney: We all pay for who we used to be. Sooner you get it over with, sooner we can get on a fresh new start. 

Courtney lays her head on your shoulder. You kiss her forehead. She smiles at you.

Tora: And I'd advise you to tell the team asap. Someone else might spill the beans later on. 

Armstrong gets behind Robert. 

Armstrong: What a weak ass looser bitch of a hero you are. 

He walks around. Robert sighs.

Robert: Why's everyone- do I look like a bitch? Actually, don't answer that. Fuck. Was that big guy behind me?

Y/N: Yes. I'll talk him down. If push comes to shove, we'll shove back.

Robert: Alright, from now on team drinks are at Chili's.

Tora: What about Applebee's? 

Robert: Applebee's is for soccer moms of 5, Tor.

Armstrong gets to the side of the table.

Armstrong: Are you lost or something, bitch? Don't make me ask again.

You get up.

Y/N: Look, if it helps, we'll just get a drink- 

Armstrong moves his real hand to slap you, but you instantly block his hand. You look over to see the other villains in the bar glow red while looking at the team menacingly while grabbing weapons. You sigh.

Y/N: Just remember. You aren't using those real arms again.

Afterwards. Outside some taco place.

Robert is sitting in a chair, but Malevola hands Robert a cold cup.

Malevola: Take this. 

Robert: Thanks.

Robert holds the cup against his head. The rest of the Z-Team is at other tables.

You walk out holding 2 trays of food and drink.

Y/N: I did tell him he's losing those arms. But fuck him. Let's feast. 

You place the trays down on the table as the team moves in to grab their food. You place down a few cans of a familiar drink.

Tora: And you're really gonna drink those? By yourself?

Y/N: It's love in a can, Tora. Love in a can.

You grab the fruit punch, holding the can with one hand and having a finger behind the opener. You lift the opener.

Switch to the Sardine. 

You peel the thumbnail off a villain as she screams, followed by you punching the villain into a wall with your Smack Hand and tossing the thumbnail like a bullet into the eye of another bad guy as all hell breaks loose. The Z-Team fights back against the Red Ring as Prism sings on stage, illusions next to her.

Courtney stabs darts through Armstrong's cheek as she kicks him away.

Waterboy spits water on a few villains, only for Tora to flash freeze their nuts, and crush them. Their screams are heard as they fall on the floor. 

Robert dives over a table as he lands on the ground and fights back with all his might, hurting whichever villain that gets close to him.

As for Prism...

Back to the taco joint.

You're still feasting as a taco lands next to Robert.

Robert: Hey, I ordered 3- 

Courtney: 3 triple crunch tacos, you muttered it several times. Everything here is just a different version of another menu item anyway. You drunk or concussed?

Golem: I'd go with both. Heard he took some friendly fire. And I'm not talking about Y/N going gung ho. 

Robert only snaps his fingers with a point.

Y/N: I had the urge to, but there's nothing wrong with beating someone's ass bare handed. 

You hand Robert a sauce packet. He tears it open.

Switch to the Sardine.

Robert rips a cybernetic eye out of a villain as she lets out a blood curdling scream.

Tora starts to punch down red ring goons with ice covered hands as Malevola just swings her sword. You're shoulder bashing goons down with the Mega Shield, before you form the Chainsaw Blade and dismember any unlucky goon that gets in your way. Flambae is setting goons on fire as they drop to the floor and scream. 

Coupe only goes around on a stabbing spree, expertly stabbing goons in their vital points.

Courtney tosses a bottle at Armstrong who gets hit by it. He reaches over to grab Courtney, which makes you spring into action, but you get held by a few goons. Punch Up comes through to punch someone in the groin before he hits Robert in the groin.

Punch Up: Sorry lad. 

Punch Up goes past Robert to punch another guy in the groin.

Guy: He's only punching diiiiiiicks!

Back to the taco joint. Where everyone is looking at Prism's phone

Prism is livestreamed the event, but she looks back to see Punch Up giving any guy in the bar the same treatment he gave Robert. You laugh dryly.

Y/N: Suckers.

Prism and the team looks to Punch Up.

Prism: Did you wash your hands after touching all of them filthy ass nut sacks?

Punch Up removes his thumb from his mouth.

Punch Up: Thought these seemed salty.

Robert is about to tear into the burrito only for Malevola to take that with her tail, and give Robert the 3 tacos he wanted. 

Robert unwraps his taco and takes a bite.

Switch to the bar. 

He bites off the finger off the fire goon as they scream, only to get tossed over a table. Tora goes to back him up as you hop over the counter to help Courtney, only to get grabbed by the fire goon and thrown into the bathroom's stall revealing Sonar doing crack against the toilet. The fire goon kicks you in the stomach and tosses you against the mirror. He charges up his breath, only for you to form the BFS and stab him through his neck. Blood gushing on the blade. You shift your arm back to normal and shove him out the way as you run out. His body drops face first in a toilet bowl full of water.

You head back out to see the Z-Team holding their own, Courtney managed to knock out some teeth from Armstrong. 

Flambae: Just so you know, I'm super into this!

Malevola: Then you're gonna love this!

Malevola chucks a goon into a portal outside. Which reveals Golem. 

Golem gets in the bar and pushes over pool tables, fucking everybody up with swinging his arms. Robert jumps over the counter and slams his fists into Armstrong's face as you punch Armstrong in the kidney over and over.

The whole Z-Team continues to hold their own. Malevola swinging her sword to cut down goons, Flambae roasting goons, Punch Up still hitting guys in their groins, Waterboy and Tora flash freezing any goon in their path, and Sonar going full bat, chomping into a goon as he gets to the front, roaring. Coupe only throws up the booze her stomach can't handle. 

All with Prism continuing to sing and blind whoever gets near.

Seeing Armstrong bash Courtney to the side, you get over the counter one last time to form the Smack Hands. Grabbing Armstrong's real arms.

Armstrong: No! No please!

Y/N: You put your hands on my lady. Good luck using THESE hands again!

You only forcefully squeeze his real arms as he yells, blood, bone, and muscle poking out from the gaps between your mechanical fingers.

Back to you. Courtney and Malevola are sitting next to you on both sides.

Prism: Both arms? That's fucked up.

Y/N: He fucked around and found out after he laid a hand on Visi, Prism. That motherfucker is never gonna hold a controller again. 

Courtney: 'Sides, Y/N told me this churro wasn't as soft as that guy's noodles.

Golem: Next time give us a heads up if you want to start a fight.

Y/N: Hey, they cornered us with weapons, and we left with them being black and blue or worse. It's karma if you ask me.  

Malevola: I wanted another drink. 

Robert: Regardless, you're all heroes now. Heroes don't start fights. You finish them. 

The Team laughs with one another.

Malevola: Well, not many start fights with the Red Ring. But Y/N over here was moving like a true man. A solider.

Y/N: And I'd do it again, 'Vola.

Malevola: You sure would.

Malevola kisses you. 

Prism: How do you have beef with them, Mr. Dispatcher?

Punch Up: We all know this Robert guy is a front. Who are you really?

Robert stands up with a sigh.

Robert: You're right. It is a front. This guy, Robert, is just a mask. He's not real. He's the guy who sits behind the desk, biding his time, dreaming of getting back into the fight. I only haven't told you who I really was because I'm kinda starting to like you all, but I'm not sure you'll like me. But the difference between this team getting by and this team being great is trust. So you should get to know the real me. I'm Mecha Man.

This revelation shocks the entire team. Except for you, Courtney, and Tora. 

Punch Up: No fucking way. It can't be. 

Golem: Could be. 

Prism: That's like, a real hero. 

Flambae gets up with a vengeance scaring everyone else.

Flambae: It is you, you little shit.

He lets out streams of fire, but Tora is first to defend Robert, putting up a wall of ice as she's standing in front of him. Tora melts the ice, only to breathe snow on Flambae. He still tries to spark up flames only for Waterboy to spit water on his back, and Malevola to splash Flambae with her drink.

Tora: Not today, Chad. And not ever.

The Team starts to laugh at Chad.

Prism: (as she's laughing) Chad.

Chad: You know what? Fuck you. Fuck all you fucking fuckers.

Chad steps back to fly off.

Malevola: What a fucking loser. 

Coupe: He'll cool down. Eventually. 

Robert looks to Tora, who's smiling at him.

Robert: Hey... thank you.

Tora kisses Robert. The Z-Team is flabbergasted. 

Prism: Ooooo, Ice Queen done found her king!

Tora: (as she holds in her laugh) Shut up.

Tora: It's no problem. Thanks for the drink.

Robert kisses Tora back for a bit before he looks to the team.

Robert: So, I expected to be burnt to a crisp but I'm flying in the dark on this other plan. Anyone else got something to say? 

Courtney: Um, my name's Courtney.

Y/N: What a fine name, Courtney.

She smiles at you. 

[Waterboy] Herman: Hermy s-sometimes by my grandma, b-but it's a-always Herman. So Herman.

[Sonar] Victor: My name's Victor, cause I'm a fucking winner.

[Prism] Alice: I'm Alice.

[Ice] Tora: Tora. But you guys probably already knew that. 

[Golem] Bruno: Bruno.

[Coupe] Janelle: Janelle. 

Malevola: Malevola. Last name's Gibb. 

[Punch Up] Colm: Colm over here. 

Y/N: Y/N. Surname being Salazar, that is.

Robert: So what now? 

Courtney: Orgy time?

Tora chuckles.

Tora: Nope. The idiots in the bar already had one to faces with our fists.

The Team laughs together as you all chat it up.