"The city is still reeling from the aftermath of the violent explosion that rocked Chestnut street three days ago. Casualties are unknown, but at least five hundred were caught in the blast. All buildings in the vicinity of less than a block from the epicenter were burned, vaporized, or demolished. Our hearts go out to the survivors and families of the deceased."

From a television in his apartment, Shin-Man listened to the news anchor talk. Apparently, after Shin-Man had left the Evil headquarters, the destabilized Apocalypse Machine had exploded and destroyed a wide area, killing lots of people.

He didn't care though. He had his sock back, and that was all that mattered.

*Ring* *Ring*

Shin-Man sighed, put his sock (which he had been stroking until that point) down, and walked over to the phone.

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"Hello? This is John Lenin speaking, how may I help you?" He asked.

"John. It's nice to see you're alive." Came a snide voice from the other end.

John's heart dropped in horror. He knew that voice.

"Cannoli. Looks like you survived, somehow."

Laughter came from the supervillain's side.

"Hah! Yeah, I survived. And now, I'm gonna make more machines, steal more socks, and kill more puppies! And after what you did to my poor, poor Apocalypse-Inator, I'm going to make your life hell. You'd better watch yourself Lenin."

"Hmph. Threats." Growled the former superhero. "My socks are much better protected now. You're the one who better watch out. You somehow survived that explosion from the other day, but if I see you again, I'm finishing the job."

"We'll see." Said Cannoli. "We'll see."

He then broke into an evil laugh.

"MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA-" *Click*

And Shin-Man threw the phone down, ending the call and cutting the laughter short.

He screamed in frustration and anger.

Being a hero was tough.

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The End. Thanks for reading.