After a successful interview, Waterboy couldn’t have been more excited. He met the hero he admired and got helped from him and was grateful he helped him get the job. It was a dream come true for any a young hero—no, janitor—like him!

He hummed and happily wrote his name on the sticky name tag. Writing it in nice cursive, or as cursive as it could get, before peeling it and sticking it on his left breast.

“W-Wow!” He beamed, staring at himself in the staff room in the reflection of the microwave. He admired the name tag, his new place here in SDN…his heart fluttering and stomach tingling in nerves and mixed excitement.

Walking out the staff room, his steps were light and bouncy, though…a little nervous as he looked around at the office. Watching and listening at the busy calls of dispatchers speaking to their assigned superheroes or…ex-supervillains who signed up to help out SDN subscribers as a new turned and changed leaf. Reformed villains and stuff.

Gulping, Waterboy looked around, adjusting his goggles before heading to the janitor closet to grab some supplies and start working.

But on his way, he bumped into someone and immediately started to flounder and stammer out in apology.

“S-Sorry! D-Didn’t see you, I was heading to the closet — the janitor, supply closet to grab a—sorry, did I get you wet? Moist?”

He looked up, taking a look at the person he bumped into and his eyes widened slightly.

A-A hero? A reformed villain? He didn’t know but they were definitely suited up and right in front of him.

“I-I’m, uh..” He pointed to his name tag that had already began to soak with the ink bleeding out, “Waterboy…th-the janitor.”