[ WP ] In super villain academy , prospective villains are allowed to conquer and rule a small rural county to prepare for world domination . 85 % of students drop out during this class .

*BZZTTT* `` Aaron the Undefeated? Jim from the City Council is here to see you.'' 
 `` He is n't dead yet, Maggie?'' `` That's what he came to talk to you about.'' `` Send him in.'' Aaron eyed the shiny red button next to his laptop. It was connected to his computer via a USB cable and came with a plastic flip top. He sighed. Someday, after he had gotten his degree, he would have an actual red button attached to an actual doomsday weapon. For now this cheap thinkgeek trinket he got for his Secret Santa would have to do. His door open slowly as the silver hair man walked into the office. His right hand removed his white bucket hat and held it against a while polo and cargo shorts. 
 
 `` Hey A-Man. How's it hanging?'' 
 `` Why are n't you dead Jim?'' 
 `` That's what I came to talk to you about. May I?'' He pointed his hat at the chair. 
 `` Whatever.'' 
 
 `` So, Aaron, you sent the Sheriff to assassinate me earlier. What's that all about?'' 
 
 `` I want you dead.'' 
 
 `` Look, I know we got off on the wrong foot. I could have been more neighborly when your henchmen imprisoned the mayor. Instead of asking who you thought you are, I could have welcomed you. And for your part, you could have not instituted Martial law. We were both in the wrong.'' 
 
 `` Why. Are n't. You. Dead.'' 
 
 `` Well, you sent Sheriff Kane. We've been friends since way back. He also has n't seen his wife in a few days so he's got other things on his mind.'' 
 
 `` The Sheriff disobeyed me? I will have him killed next.'' 
 
 `` You ca n't do that.'' 
 
 `` Why not?'' 
 
 `` He's head of the police auxillary club here. If he dies his deputies wo n't follow you. And the council will have a fit.'' 
 
 `` I will have to have the council killed next.'' 
 
 `` By who? In this scenario you've got the only guys with guns pissed off at you. Besides, the council has to meet every week. It's in the charter.'' 
 
 `` I do n't care about your charter.'' 
 
 `` Look, I know you're new here, and I do n't know how they do things where you're from, but here we follow the rules and the rules say we need council meetings.'' 
 
 `` They can run them from their cells.'' 
 
 `` Not Beth.'' 
 
 `` Who's Beth?'' 
 
 `` She's on the council. Sciatica, bad back. Those hard cots would hurt.'' 
 
 `` I do n't care if she's in pain.'' 
 
 `` Ohhh no. Beth is intimidating when she's healthy. Put her in constant pain and she will take your head clear off.'' 
 
 `` What do you want, Jim?'' 
 
 `` Other then not getting murdered?'' 
 
 Jim looked expectantly at Aaron for a time. 
 
 `` Well, there's a little league game later. The Bobcat's are playing the Knights from Park Valley. We'd love for you to come by. We do a little pre-game bar-b-que.'' 
 
 `` The only bar-b-que I want to attend with you people involves me with a flamethrower.'' 
 
 `` My your a prickly one. Well look, no one's forcing you to come but it would mean a great deal to the kids so just think about it.'' Jim stood up and put his hand out to shake. 
 
 Aaron knocked it away. 
 
 `` We'll make a neighbor of your yet. See you later chief.'' 
 
 Aaron slumped in his chair. The semester is just another 2 months and 27 days long. 
 
 
 

