Epilogue, Part Two: Back To Normal

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(January 7th, 2011)


Amber Smith grinned widely, looking over the frosted glass door of the mayor's office. “This,” she announced with glee, “is officially the best day of my life.”

“Speak for yourself.” Eric Smith sighed, looking at the same door. “I can't believe you convinced me to do this.”

“You needed a hobby.” Amber laid a hand on her father's shoulder. “Don't think of it as trading on your daughter's celebrity for a brief stint of political fame, think of it as keeping that corrupt ass Thompson out of power forever.”

“Hmph.” Eric smiled at his daughter despite himself, and gave her a hug. “Thank you for the help in the campaign. I wish you were staying around a bit longer, though.”

“Sayleen needs us, Dad.” Amber said as she straightened. “Those drones are dropping, but that just means that the civil war is on the verge of exploding again. We need to go help Jhim calm things down, while the other side is still off-guard.”

“I know, I just worry.” Eric chuckled wryly. “After everything you've survived in the last year, I suppose there isn't much Sayleen can do to stop you.”

“At the risk of breaking the joyfest, Spygor could have beaten Greg Thompson in the last election. You didn't really need the Smith twins campaigning.” Nina Smith strolled through the door, a sheaf of papers in her hand. “Morning, Dad. Don't worry, I won't take any undue advantage.”

There was a long pause, as Eric turned to look at her. “You're staying with supervillainy, then?” He asked with a sigh.

“Oh, hell yes.” Nina grinned, dropping the papers on the desk. “I've been offered a really nice position, and I'm taking it.”

“I am afraid to ask.” Amber said slowly, watching her sister.

“It's a corporate role.” Nina said. “Vice-president.”

“Another one?” Eric raised an eyebrow. “I suppose you do have the experience.” He frowned. “I haven't seen any applications for a new supervillain business in town.” He reached for the papers. Nina put her hand down on them.

“With Malefico.” She purred.

Amber and Eric stared at her. After several seconds, Amber managed a stuttered. “Wha… how… when…?”

“My fault, sorry.” Joshua Stevens curved around the door, his hair slicked back and wearing a three-piece black suit. He smiled, tossing an informal salute to Amber and Eric. “Timebender. Mister Mayor.”

“Josh.” Amber said blankly. “I thought you were doing that consulting thing.”

“Yeah, I still am. But it turns out that a lot of Malefico was held by the shareholders. After we finish sorting through everything and turning the problem stuff over to the SEA, the company will be around.” He smiled, leaning against the wall. “Thousands of jobs, Amber. The foundation of Patchwork City's economy. I've already hired Spygor back as my VP of Marketing, and Irene's back at the front desk. We'll be up and running full-speed by June.”

“Oh my god.” Amber muttered. She looked over to her sister, who grinned.

“It's going to be fun, Amber, you know it.” She said.

Amber considered that. “You know we aren't going to be in town for a while.”

“Not a problem. We're going global. Random drop-ins at various cities, setting up international offices as heists…” Josh shrugged. “Anyway, it's going to take some time. I've got to go through every set of employee records, and my list of trusted employees is stuck at 'people who actively helped us overthrow the Doc' right now.” He sighed. “We've also managed to get custody of the last Ash drones.”

Amber goggled. “How did you manage that?”

“When you helped beat Rex Mundi, you have a lot of currency in the trust department.” Josh said with a smile. “Who knows, maybe we'll get him fixed some day. In the mean time, we've shut down his ability to reproduce drones, so he's basically harmless.”

“I'll stop by and visit him before we leave for Sayleen.” Amber said.

Eric sighed, taking the papers. “Well, Nina, I can't say that I'm thrilled with you jumping back into all of this, but it takes some worries off my mind as far as the local economy goes.” He chuckled. “Your mother is going to have a heart attack.”

“She'll recover.” Nina said, after a moment of worry. “So, Amber, we still invited to the going-away party?”

“Absolutely, sis.” Amber grabbed her sister before she could react, hugging her tight before sliding free a moment before Nina could throw her off. “I wouldn't want to leave without you.”

She straightened, and nodded to Josh. “That goes for you too, and pass the message to Irene and Igor. I want all of our friends there.”

“Absolutely.” Josh pushed himself away from the wall with a casual salute. “Wouldn't miss it for the world.”


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