[ WP ] `` Give up your cause , hero . Join me on ﻿the side of evil , and we can rule together . '' `` Okay . ''

`` Oh, quit it with this! You know one of these days I-'' Jackson paused. `` Wait...'' he craned his neck towards the hero. `` Okay?'' 
 
 `` That's what I said.'' the hero, known as Steve, confirmed. 
 
 A dumbfounded look crossed Jackson's face as he stared at the brunet. `` What do you mean,'Okay'?!'' 
 
 `` I mean,'Okay'.'' Steve answered, flatly. 
 
 `` But you-... I can't-... You just-'' Jackson let out an exasperated sigh and pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration. `` Just... why?'' 
 
 `` Well,'' Steve strolled over to Jackson's sleek, black dining table and sat down in a chair, `` I'm just tired of doing this same thing over again.'' 
 
 `` But it's not the same thing!'' Jackson protested. 
 
 `` Really?'' Steve challenged, glaring at Jackson. `` Let's see: you build a machine, I destroy it, you curse my name and my family, and then I go back to the city where I'm hailed a hero once again.'' 
 
 Jackson rubbed the back of his neck, awkwardly. `` Okay, so we have a similar build-up, but I always make my traps different!'' 
 
 `` It's not enough.'' Steve said, lowly. 
 
 `` Wh- What if I changed my traps?'' Jackson offered. `` What if I got some minions or other villains to work with me?'' 
 
 Steve gazed up at Jackson, taken aback by the villain's negotiations. `` But I thought you'd hated working with-'' 
 
 `` I do.'' Jackson admitted, not hiding the discontent from his voice or face. He gazed back up at Steve with a softer look. `` But I'd do it for you.'' 
 
 Now it was Steve's turn to be dumbfounded. `` You're going to do all this... for me?'' 
 
 Jackson nodded, `` You're, uhh... a good hero, Steve. You deserve a good villain to fight against. And if I need to-'' 
 
 `` No,'' Steve interrupted, causing Jackson to stare back up at him. `` I do n't want you to change. Not if you're happy with how it is now.'' 
 
 `` Really?'' Jackson's face lit up with a smile. 
 
 `` Really, really.'' Steve repeated. 
 
 The two super-humans came together in an awkward, heartfelt hug. After a few long seconds, both of them pulled away and stood uncomfortably. 
 
 `` So, I still have my new machine.'' Jackson mentioned, gesturing to a large, blocky, metal robot standing in the corner under a dim ceiling light. 
 
 A smile crept on to Steve's face, `` Let's do this.'' 
 

