“So Pretty Me!! Where will you run now?? Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!! Shack, Can, Deo…don’t let her run away! We have cornered you, Pretty me. Now there is no escaping us. How dare you write about that incident in your blog?? Now only God can save you…You would want to write about me as well and publish the post from up there…yaaa…up there….heaven…ha ha ha ha ha ha ha…. You could teach the angels up there how to blog as well. You would want to know my name for that explosive post, right?? I am the most dreaded goon of this locality…Parched Soul….go and write a detailed description of your death in God’s company….ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha”!!
Pretty Me looked around desperately for help. The street wore a deserted look. Not a single soul could be seen around. The rogues had cornered her. She closed her eyes and prayed. Parched Soul took out his gun. Beads of sweat glistened on her forehead. She searched for a sharp object which she could use for self defense against these devils. She had run out of luck. She was sweating profusely now. She wanted to scream at the top of her voice. Fear had choked up her vocal chords. She mustered up all her courage and screamed for help. She could only manage a hardly audible cry. There was no escape. Parched Soul tightened his vice like grip on the gun. He was laughing hysterically at her helplessness. He brought his fingers on the trigger. A slight pressure on the trigger and it would all be over for Pretty Me. He pressed the trigger. Well….Almost. Slapppppppppppppppppppppp!!!!
The gun flew out of Parched Soul’s hands. He was in a state of shock. He shook his head. What was that?? Slappppppppppppppppp!!! Another tight slap. This one was so hard that Parched Soul was in a state of dizziness for almost two minutes. When he got back to his senses, he saw Shack, Can and Deo all tied up and crying for mercy. He had no clue what was happening. Slapppppppppppp!! Parched Soul saw stars this time. He fell down. This was a different creature altogether. His eyes could not match up to the speed that this creature was moving at. He finally managed to get up with huge efforts and looked around for the cause of his misery. It was then that he appeared before him. His mask looked almost like the head of a cock, complete with a crown on top. He wore a purple skin tight suit and a polka dotted boxers with the words “Stephany innerwears” written in blazing read atop his pants. His long boots had scales like the skin of a snake. This intruder was short in height but well built. He had his gaze fixated on Parched Soul.
Parched Soul was shaking with fear. He pointed his finger on the gang and said, “Late ta vandalu…Latest ta varuven (I come late but I come latest). Meet the real man….StepMAN….Superheroes ka Baap! My finger against your gun you goon. How dare you corner an innocent girl like that?? Haven’t you heard of my name? StepMAN… Chumma Perai Kettavudane Adhiruthilla? (Doesn’t my name send a shiver down your spine?) Me…the real man….StepMAN…now suffer my wrath! You had the guts to spread crime in my raaj! Ponnum, pennum un pinnadi varanum….athu pinnadi nee pogakoodadhu. (Money and girls should always follow you, never go behind them). I have to teach you all a lesson. That will serve as a warning to all other crooks. There will be no crime in StepMAN’s raaj….I will eradicate crime from this planet….StepMAN…Superheroes ka Baap. I am very very dangerous…Do you get that? Adhe kozhandhai kitta Stepmannu sonna, innoru kaiyale avanga amma vaayayum moodum”! (Well, if you say the name ‘StepMAN’ to that particular unborn child, it will close its mother’s mouth with the other hand”!) . He was landing blows on Parched Soul and his gang. They were pleading, crying and whining in pain. StepMAN showed no mercy. After seeing to it that they all turned unconscious, StepMAN turned towards the lady who was yet to come to terms with the unexpected turn of events this evening. She managed to mutter thanks to the superhero. He was about to tell her that it was his duty when all of a sudden the girl started laughing. In that split second her expression had changed. That transition from her panicky state to this strange one was totally uncalled for. She came close and kicked him hard. He almost fell off. One more blow and now it had started paining. He rubbed his eyes and looked around. Arjun had a tense expression on his face. “Good morning Idiot. Get up….you moron. I sure have landed a complete crack as my roomie. Shit man! You are not at your home to enjoy a sound sleep. You haven’t even unpacked and have gone straight to sleep. Our hostel life has just started brother. Come back to your senses. We are fresher, do you get that? Freshers are not expected to sleep at 3 am in the night. We are wanted in room no. 301. Seniors are waiting for us! Get on your feet Stephy!”
Stephy was still in an extended state of sleep. He managed to get up but instead of following Arjun, slumped back into his bed.