[ WP ] The Villain has accidentally drank a love potion that gave them a serious crush on the hero . Desperate to maintain their dignity , and knowing that the crush is fake , they do their best to hide it . This is much harder than they originally anticipated .

Her boots slid against the rock face as she tried to speed up. Curse these infernal villianess shoes! Sure, they were standard uniform, ordered from the same website as Dr. MurderPolo and Lady FairWeather, but seriously, waders ( even sexy ones ) should have grips! Villains had to get places! And these tights were n't helping! 
 
 A light laugh echoed from over the edge of the cliff. `` What, are you having trouble, Fisher? Did you fall for my trap hook, line and sinker?'' 
 
 ScarlettFisher groaned into the wall. Why did it have to be her today? Just the sound of her laugh made Fisher's heart flutter, and if she did n't do something about that damnable concoction soon, her hands were going to start sweating. And now she was all tongue-tied! She could n't even think of a good quip to clear the air of that awful pun! *though that perfume Miss Blanc wore always left the place smelling so nice and fresh-* 
 
 `` He-hey, Scar?'' Blanc sounded closer now, and ScarlettFisher managed to glance upwards. She was peering down, soft brown eyes almost concerned? `` You okay down there? I did n't really hurt you, did I? You know I do n't really want to hurt you?'' 
 
 *She did n't? * Scar snapped her gaze back to the rock. Nice, not pretty, or exciting, normal rock. Oh god Blanc was wearing that peach lipstick again. This was really not good. 
 `` I-'' barely louder than a squeak `` I'm fine''. 
 
 `` You sure? I can help you up, if you want. You did n't bring your grappling hook, did you?'' 
 
 *No no no she'd see how badly I'm blushing and I'm all gross and covered in dirt and sand* 
 
 `` And you look like you're wearing your boots again! No wonder you ca n't get back up! The three-point rule does n't work when you do n't have any grip! I'm heading down now!'' 
 
 *Oh god no no no no* ScarlettFisher pressed her face to the rocks in humiliation. How on earth was she supposed to be a good villianess worthy of Miss Blanc when she had to be SAVED by her?? How utterly anti-climactic! 
 
 `` Hey Scar?'' *oh no she's just behind me* 
 
 `` Yeah, Blanc?'' 
 
 `` Are you okay? Your performance was kind of all over the place. Is everything okay?'' 
 
 *And she's probably looking stunning in her white unitard and fluttering cape and her white slippers that let her show off all of her legs and* 
 
 `` I -uhnn- no. I had a bit of an accident in the Laboratory, if you really want to know. Fish pheromones, and all. Did n't really expect it to work''. 
 
 There was an extended pause, then a puzzled `` What??'' 
 
 `` I just.... nevermind. Could you bring me back safety? These boots really suck'' 
 
 `` Swearing! But sure I can. Just be careful, okay? I do n't want you dropping suddenly.'' 
 
 And then ScarlettFisher had to suppress a real squeak as Blanc carefully wrapped her arms around her torso and lifted off. *Such slim arms for a superhero. And she's so warm, and her hands are so pretty! * The blush was bad now, stretching to her ears and neck. There was no way Blanc could miss something so obvious. What a fool she'd been, to try to do anything while the hormones were so potent! 
 
 `` By the way,'' something touched Scarlett's hair, and Blanc's voice sounded so much closer than ever before. `` You smell really nice today.'' 
 

