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"Look it's Captain Punchy!" a kid cried out.

Eliot internally flinched at the name. He was so going to make Hardison pay for that atrocious nick name. But that was for later, he had a job to do before he could make that dream of his happen.

So he struck the pose he was supposed to, fists on his waist.

"Have no fear, children!" he called out. "Captain Punchy is here to save the day."

He ran out into the park and got into a fray that was happening. He still had no idea why he had to be a fake superhero for the con. It made no sense and he hated it. But Nate had decided that Hardison's suggestion was the right one.

Of course, because he was himself, he won the fight in no time. The goons that he had been fighting, running away in fear. That made it a little bit better at least. Those men had deserved a real fight, not a middling one like they had been facing.

"Thank you Captain Punchy!" kids started calling at him.

Then he was being hugged and climbed on by the little rascals. Which wasn't exactly the worst outcome.