Let me be your Hero

I can be your hero baaaby! I can kiss away your pain…MUAH! A lot of you don’t know we carry a gift. It may be of the voice, the mind, or the ability to create master pieces with the imaginations we’re blessed with. I discovered mine today; I save lives.

It all started this afternoon; the office was quiet with a strange chill in the air. Just then my hero-dar went off and I signaled my co-worker and fellow hero Andrea that it was time for lunch. Something serious and hero like was about to go down. We slid across the icy parking lot to our vehicle and took off. We were cautioned by the stop light to stop, I lit my cigarette and the world stopped. My tobacco smoke simply spelt “oh shit! Look in front of you!” That’s when we knew it was time to save some lives.
The woman in front of us began to slouch in her seat; our hero senses told us this wasn’t normal. The woman was escaping consciousness rapidly and within a blink of an eye Andrea was already out of her car next to her driver seat window. She yelled back at me, “Call 911!” I threw my cig across the air and caught it perfectly with my other two fingers as I reached for the nearest phone and tossed it so perfectly out the window with just enough momentum that Andrea caught it seconds later. Just then there was a scream! My sweet kickass hero reflexes reacted with charge and I jumped…because I have so much sweet hero power.

My cig was in the air I saw it advancing towards my face! I tucked and spun out of the way into the back seat dodging my death! When I peaked up Andrea was chasing after a moving vehicle! Wait! It was the unconscious women’s moving vehicle! The car smashed into a pole and swerved into traffic.
Andrea dodged oncoming traffic, hopped over cars and flew over the rapid vehicle to stop it from moving! Meanwhile, I was faced with the choice of getting out of the car to help her or find the fast burning cig that was about to blow this car into a gas cloud! The clock was ticking…tink…tink…tink…tink. I finally found the cig and kicked the car door open and launched into a nearby patch of snow to put the time bomb out. Unfortunately I was too late, but Andrea wasn’t.

Andrea managed to distract the direction of the car and spun it into another pole. This may sound harsh but it was a much safer landing than another vehicle. The police made their way to the scene. 45 minutes later we were patching up our scars and pondered… “What happened to the young lady we saved? And when is the city going to present us with our dang plaques? Oh and…was she ok? We climbed up on the newly built bridge on capitol and there she was.

With our coats flapping in the wind and dramatic music in the background we saw that she was ok. She was performing a sobriety test on the sidewalk and failing miserably. Andrea and I looked at each other with a smile, we done work.
Look out! Is it a bird?! Is it a plane?! Ha! Ha! NO you stupid fool’s , it’s us…caring about you.