[ WP ] You 're a superhero who is just short of omnipotent . Your fatal flaw ? You ca n't snap your fingers .

The Disco Dimension. Otherwise known as DD. 
 
 
 There I was, standing aside from my arch-nemesis. He struck fear into everyone, and in this little town, that.. is a very bad thing. I could barely look at him though, the black jeans and sneakers matching his black vest over his white shirt. And of course, he has a black tie and fedora. 
 
 
 He looked like a fly guy, but he was incredible when it came to matches. He'd take everyone on, one by one. He used this to his advantage and became mayor. 
 
 
 `` Heh, want a rematch? I thought that beatdown was enough.'' he spun around, tipping his fedora to cover his eyes. 
 
 
 `` I-I-I'll beat you!'' I was a wreck, who am I thinking that I could beat the mayor? 
 
 
 `` I'll go first then, since you gave the challenge.'' he lifted his right hand up, pointing it right. 
 
 
 The music began. 
 
 
 The spotlight was cast upon him. 
 
 
 His henchmen filed a line, standing directly behind him. 
 
 
 The mayor swept his right hand in front of him as the slow music played. The beats began to speed up as the mayor repeated his move again, following the beat perfectly. 
 
 
 He threw his hat off to the side, spinning his whole body. He pointed at me with a smirk. His foot tapped against the floor, his hand still. 
 
 
 It was my turn. 
 
 
 I gulped, hoping the practice paid off. I put both hands up, waving my left arm, then stopping. I proceeded to wave my right arm. I bopped my chest, following up with a knee drop. I paced while on my knees, standing back up and doing the up lock. 
 
 
 I could n't help but pay attention to my opponent. He was agape, surprised it seemed. At what? Me? Well, I'm not really good.. 
 
 
 I went into an airchair position, kicking my body back up and kneeling. I had to finish off the move with snapping and jazz hands. 
 
 
 I fumbled as I snapped, a quiet `` click'' sound coming from it. Ugh, there goes a few points... 
 
 
 I shook off the snapping with my jazz hands, putting on a fake smile. I could n't handle it. I peered out from the corner of my eyes, seeing a judge pull up an 9. Another pulled a 10. The last judge... pulled a 10! 
 
 
 I could n't believe it! It was a near-perfect! 
 
 
 Neither did the mayor, but I could still see him scoff. Now it's his turn.
