Patton the Villain Wrangler Part 5
I’m just gonna call it that. That’s the official name now.
Word Count: 621
Warnings: brief mention of cancer, some doubt, but honestly, this is fluff.
Ship: Platonic Moxiety (is it still moxiety if they don’t embody Thomas’ Morality and Anxiety?)
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The next time a kid asked for a supervillain, about two weeks later, the volunteer who got it knew exactly who to go to.
“Hey Patton,” Rafaela said as she sat on his desk, “I’ve got something for you.”
She handed him a star.
Could you please send Alley Cat to see me? I know that they’re a villain, but they identify as nonbinary, like me, and I want to talk to them about their experience to help me to better understand myself.
-Riley, age 15, Thyroid Cancer
Patton looked at the star and smiled. “I’ll see what I can do!”
Again, Patton poured himself into researching Alley Cat. There wasn’t much on them, unfortunately. At least, not nearly as much as he’d found on the Vigilante. And he didn’t dare try to call Joan again. He turned off his computer and sighed. There had to be a way to find them!
A thought occurred to him. He checked his planner. Yes! He checked his watch. 7:45. He could still make it.
It was about 8:15 when Patton got to the diner. He didn’t know how well the Vigilante would respond to him showing up again. But he said he’d be willing to do it, he thought to himself.
Yeah, if another kid asked for him, his inner doubt said.
Patton shook his head and walked into the diner. The waitress looked at him in shock for a second, then went back to waiting tables.
The Vigilante sat at his regular booth, sipping his coffee. He had decided against changing his pattern so Patton could find him again. And find him he did. He saw Patton walk in, and he saw the waitress double take when he did. The Vigilante chuckled a little bit, then took another sip of his coffee.
“What’s it this time?” the Vigilante asked as Patton sat down at the booth.
“What do you know about Alley Cat?” Patton asked, pushing the star across the table.
“They’re nonbinary. Hard to find,” the Vigilante said as he picked up the star.
“I know that much.”
The waitress came by and asked if Patton wanted anything. He asked for a grilled cheese sandwich and a chocolate malt, like he had last time. She left.
“What more can you tell me?” Patton asked.
The Vigilante sighed and looked at the man in front of him. “I do happen to know them very well.”
“Can you talk them into doing this?”
Patton seemed to deflate.
“But I think you might be able to.
“Yeah. You convinced me to go see that girl Maddie against my better judgement. I’m sure you could convince them to see this kid.”
Patton didn’t say anything for a minute. The waitress brought his meal.
“Wh-when can I see them?” he asked as he started eating.
“I’ll see what I can arrange with them, but keep your schedule open. I’ll let you know.”
“Please don’t take me through the shadows again,” Patton said with a shudder, “It’s too cold and scary.”
“Okay. Then I’ll send you a note stating a time and place.”
Patton started to get up, but the Vigilante grabbed his hand. Patton stopped.
“Uh.” The Vigilante closed his eyes, before looking up at Patton. “Would- would you like to stay? And just talk?”
Patton smiled and sat back down. “What do you want to talk about?”
The Vigilante thought for a second. “Tell me about yourself. Your life, your interests.”
“Okay!” And then Patton launched into his life. They sat there for hours, with Patton gesturing wildly with each new story, and the Vigilante listening intently, the barest hint of a smile playing at his lips.