Jake's eyes fluttered open, as the young philanthropist awoken from his slumber. He'd been having another crime fighting dream, this time that he was investigating an abandoned, destroyed laboratory. Jake sat up and rolled out of bed, slipping on his robe and walking to the bathroom to brush his teeth and take a shower. Once he finished with that, he slipped into some clothes, and made his way downstairs.
Jake entered the kitchen to see, a tall, skinny, pale woman, with Raven hair failing to her mid back, clad in a long black dress and knee high boots, standing at the stove and cooking. Normally, one would expect Jake to attempt to attack and detain one of his mortal enemies in his own home, but for the last several months, Jake and Goth Goddess had been formally dating one another, Goth not holding Jake under any sort of mind control- Jake was with her under his own free will. The tall woman turned and smiled at the sound of Jake entering the room. "Good morning, my prince..." she said with a smile, handing him a plate of eggs and bacon. "How'd you sleep?" She asked. "Wonderfully." Jake said with a smile, leaning over the bar to eat. Goth smiled and grabbed her own plate, walking over to Jake's side of the bar and standing next to him. "Patrol today?" Goth asked, shoving in another mouthful of food. Jake shook his head. "Nope. Crime has gone down so much lately that there isn't a need for it. I have the entire day to spend with you." Jake smiled as he took a bite of bacon, savoring the salty meat, and the macabre beauty of his girlfriend. She giggled at his stare, using her hand to cover her mouth a bit. For both Jake and Goth, everything was perfect...
....
Back in the real world, Odor caressed Jake's comatose body as it laid on an old mattress, the hero nearly as stiff as a corpse as Odor's stench washed over the entire room, forming a visible fog. Odor pulled the tripod she'd set up closer to Jake, looming it over his face.
"Isn't he peaceful, internet? Look at him. Not a care in the world right now. Probably catching up on some much needed sleep. I wanted you to see this, internet. Watch as the dearly beloved hero has his brain melted. I've put him into a little bit of a coma, where he'll get to rest and watch his mind rot. Soon, I'll turn his brain into soup! And then, he'll have no choice but to play with me, all day, all night... First your superhero, and then, everyone in the city! Enjoy the show, Internet!" Odor giggled as she moved the camera back to where it was, turning off the live stream for the time being. Odor pulled down her mask and licked her lips, hungrily, knowing it would only be a few short hours till her stench did irreparable damage to Jake's mind.
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