"...And from all of us here at Big Apple News, I'm Ollie Otter wishing you a fantastic morning."
The music played over the set and the lights dimmed on mustachioed news anchor Ollie 'Otter' Ornblatt, the famous news anchor at channel 11 'The Big Apple' news. As he adjusted his stack of papers, our heroine Amelia sidled up to him with a cup of coffee and a danish. Amelia wasn't exactly a big star at channel 11. In fact, she was pretty much the furthest from a big star as she could be. She was the coffee girl and personal assistant, (AKA personal bitch) of Ollie. Whatever he wanted, she'd get. She wouldn't call it glamorous. Or really very fun at all, but it was a living!
"Here you are Mr. Ornblatt, one soy latte with two sugar." Amelia said, "And here's your reports for the evening news for you to look over, sir."
Ollie groaned, took a sip of his latte, then spit it out onto Amelia's chest.
"Augh! I said caramel sauce not cocoa sauce, you bimbo!"
He grabbed the papers from her hands the flipped through them a bit.
Ollie grimaced, "Hmph. Crap, crap and more crap. Why can't you get me stories about that hero Golden Girl? That's what really grabs the audiences! Action, excitement, and sex appeal!"
He leered at Amelia, who was trying to scrub the coffee just had spit at her off of her chest, with her tits shaking up and down as she dabbed them with a paper towel. Ollie bit his lip and smirked, adjusting his tie a little bit to 'let off some steam'.
"Heh, sex appeal," he chuckled, "something you and that hero have in common. It's a shame you're not anywhere as useful as Golden Girl. I'm sure she'd get my latte right."
Amelia frowned, "Of course she would. She does everything right."
"And a fantastic set of tits! You know, on second thought, you don't even stack up to her there. You're nothing like her. Just a dumb little coffee girl who can't even bring coffee. Go on, get out of here so I can rehearse, and don't come back unless you can get my order right!"
Amelia sulked off, still trying to scrub the stains out of her outfit. She wished she could show that Mr. Ornblatt how amazing she was. She wished she could show everyone. But everyone knows that rule numero uno of being a super heroine was that you never revealed yourself to the public. She'd just have to deal with being a zero in her daily life and a hero in her secret life. As she poured a fresh cup of coffee for Mr. Orblatt, she...
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