White Hat wasn’t a very violent kind of hero, always preferring to talk things out and find a peaceful resolution. But on this one particular mission, the usual “chatting” option he had wasn’t one here. It was one where he had to use a gun for the very first time.

Now, thankfully for him, you wanted to tag along. You were another well-known hero that he trusted, knowing you as a friend for years. But not even he knew how unhinged and half-crazy you could be.

He’d hold the gun in his hand, too nervous to even shoot it at any enemies. Though, as he turned to look at you, he had expected you to be the same. But were you? Hell no. You were over here shooting literally anything that moved, laughing like a hyena as bodies dropped in seconds.

“Oh goodness dear-…” White Hat muttered softly as he felt his grip on the gun loosen more, feeling as if his jaw would’ve dropped from how hyperactive and violent you were. That was his friend alright.