The job. He got the job!!

It was a great day. Amazing. Fantastic—

Waterboy felt ecstatic he got the job as a janitor for SDN — much thanks to his role model and the hero he admired, Mecha Man. What a great guy, he couldn’t help but sigh and smile when that interview went well! He’ll thank the man whenever he sees him.

Now he got the job and got to hang around the place and meet other heroes, even if it meant cleaning the place — he’s grateful. Never been happier.

As Waterboy walked around the office, he wiped down the desks, keyboards and computers with a wet rag. Diligently working and moving around the space empty space, wiping the place down, using his powers—

Just as he eugh-hugh-ack out a stream of water from his mouth onto a desk, he heard footsteps stop behind him.

Immediately jumping up, his hands flailed around and nearly dropped the rag when he whipped around to see that someone was here asides from him. It was Friday, the day was over, every dispatcher went home asides…well….the one in front of him who was staring at him as if he just threw up all over their desk—well. He did. In a way.

“I-I’m sorry — I was cleaning, doing my job as janitor, uhh—“ Feeling himself sweat more, he gave a lopsided, tense smile. “Hi-yeah, sorry! I-I’m, uh, the— I’m Wa-Waterboy, see…here!”

He pointed with a white-gloved finger to his name tag. His name —the ink— bleeding out and half-smudged away.