Afternoon Delight [closed;;Travis]

[Tony Cipriani]

As a kid, you may have always dreamed of being a superhero, they always got the girl and everyone loved him or her, and you wanted that, and hell who wouldn't? But the truth is, when you're a superhero, nobody really likes you. For one, you got manical crazies running around town, turning small bank robberies into a fight for your life, and then there are the ones who do nothing but try to destroy you. Then, you have the humans who want nothing to do with you, especially the law enforcement, because you are kinda taking their job. It was these things that got to Anthony's head. He had to admit to himself that he would quit doing this if it weren't for the innocent people who seem to get caught up in everything. Especially after today, he was kinda of proud of himself for saving a small child from falling fifteen stories. Oh yeah, there was one more type of person that wasn't added to the list before, the annoying type who aren't actually evil, in fact they are on the same page as you, just like now.

Tony had just gotten back from Manhattan when he had enter the Guardian Mansion. The first thing he wanted to do, was rest, but guess what, that ain't going to happen. Right as he sat down, his clairvoyance kicked in, which gave him the view of none other than Travis Cunningham getting into the food storage again. Really, Tony didn't want to do anything about it, because he was too tired, but then again it was Travis we were talking about. The 'special' one as everyone calls him. Tony shook his head and let out a small sigh before pushing himself up and off the leather chair he had been sitting in. Afterwhich, he began walking down the long corridors of the mansion until he reached the back of the kitchen. To the left of his position was a large steel door, that was locked, thus meaning Travis had to teleport through the door.

With another sigh, Tony waved his hand close to the door, which then popped the lock out. The large steel door had then slowly creeked open, and the first sight was Travis scarfing down some food. "Travis, you know the rule, no getting into the food storage without permission, couldn't you just wait for another hour? I mean, dinner is almost done, so can you just put that down and get out of there please? I've already had a long day and I need some rest, plus you shouldn't be eating all that sugar, you know how you get, you never get any sleep when you have a sugar rush, and I need you to be awake at seven in the morning so you can teleport me to Staten Island." Tony said as he now crossed his arms.

[Travis Cunningham]

Travis also known as Blinx around the mansion sat in his room at his computer desk playing a round of mind sweeper when he felt his stomach start to rumble. He knew what this meant for him hunger was setting in and he couldn’t wait for dinner. Wanting to push it to the back of his mind he closed his eyes trying to concentrate on anything but food. Once he had managed to pus the thought of food and hunger into the back of his mind he opened his eyes, seeing that around thirty pop-up windows had came up on his desk top, ten of them all about food. One showed creamy nachos at across the top and the bottom blinked ‘What is this food?’ in red text. Instantly his mouth started to water and he couldn’t take it anymore he had to get his hands on something to eat or to munch on.

Oh, how he wished that he could have reached into his computer screen at the moment and grabbed the nachos from the advertisement. Leaning in a bit closer he stuck out his tongue closed his eyes and licked the screen once over hoping that maybe his fantasy would come true and he could taste the nachos but there was no such luck and he opened his eyes again to see that there was a streak on the screen where he had licked it. Where is another place I can get nachos? He thought to himself looking at the window here specks of snow fell from the sky. Still wondering where he could get nachos he suddenly realized that they had a storage place where he could find things to make nachos with. Not even taking a moment to think about what he was doing he vanished from his chair with a quick ‘pew’ sound.

With another ‘pew’ Travis appeared in the kitchen facing a metal door. Reaching his hand out Travis placed it upon the door knob and twisted but nothing happened. It was locked. Why would they do this? He wondered scratching his bald hand before realizing he could just teleport inside of it. “Nachos here I come!” He muttered to himself before closing his eyes again and with another ‘pew’ was gone without a trace. Appearing inside with another pew a second later, his wide eyes laid upon a few shelves’s piled with different foods. His eyes suddenly got wider as if he had just seen something terrifying. His eyes had fallen upon a bag of tortilla chips, rushing over to them he grabbed them then turned around to look for cheese, or something else to put on top of them. His mouth was now watering on how close he was from tasting nachos.

Noticing that there was creamy melt cheese on the top shelf he went to reach for it when suddenly the door to the storage room crept opened. Spinning around he tucked the tortilla chips behind him like a kid with something behind there back. Travis expected that it would be the guy who cooked but it wasn’t. Standing in front of him was the leader of the guild all together, a man named Tony. “I wasn’t doing anything,” He quickly remarked not knowing if he should tuck the other things he had taken into his pockets. “I’ll only go to Staten Island if I get ice cream from Dairy Queen.” He loved there Blizzards he loved the taste of there ice cream all together. Clinching his hand around the beg of tortilla chips behind him he was thinking of a way to get out of the place without Tony noticing that he had them. “I think I have had enough food today I shall be going back up to my room,” He told Tony with a nod of his head getting ready to teleport back to his room with the tortilla chips.