“You told me that my parents trusted you to take care of me.“

"I did.”

“But that was a lie.”

"It was.”

“Is that why you took care of me? Were you hoping to raise me into being your super weapon?”

Short Prompt #785

“…Will you sing me a lullaby?” - the young sidekick asked, wrapping the blankets tighter around themself. “H-Hero sang for me, but uh…”

The villain faltered. “I don’t think you’d like my singing, kid.”

“O-Oh, okay…” - the child whispered, tugging at Villain’s non-existent heartstrings.

The criminal hovered by their bedside unsurely for a moment and eventually sat down with a sigh. “Alright, just this once…”

Sidekick perked up, their sleepy eyes focusing on the villain as their smooth, soothing voice filled the room, lulling the child to sleep within minutes.

“You can’t adopt a child!” [Hero] sputtered.

“Why the hell not?” [Villain] frowned, offended.

“You’re a villain!”

“So? I'm not hurting them, nor am I judging their worth and giving or withholding affection based on their power. I’m caring for them like any good parent should. I think that makes me better than most heroes in that regard.” [Villain] defended themself as [Child] hugged their leg tighter.

“What’s that supposed to mean?!”

“Ask [Super Hero].”