COOKING WITH DANGER!

DANGER DAN! stumbled through what used to be a traditional vintage kitchen set. Various sauces and scorch marks stained his bright yellow hazmat suit and his apron was nowhere to be found, lost in the chaos of cooking his latest dish. The kitchen, or rather what resembled a kitchen was more like an active warzone as the oven exploded violently sending bits of cutlery and the pie he was cooking everywhere. He ducked as the pie saucer soared over him at great speeds before embedding itself into the set’s wall with a loud THUNK! On a lesser note, everything was on fire, including DANGER DAN!.

He wiped a splatter of green goop off his black visor with a burning oven mitt as he looked toward the camera.

“And that is how you bake the most DANGEROUS pie! You’ll know you followed the recipe if it tries to decapitate ya!”

He chuckled at his own joke before clapping his flaming hands together.

“That's all for this episode of COOKING WITH DANGER! With me DANGER DAN! The most DANGEROUS supervillain out there!”

Dan cackled in villain laugh #13, a low rumbling chuckle that led to a boastful scoff.

“Before you go there is a special announcement I have for all my minions out there that you won’t want to miss!”

The screen fades to black as Dan points at the camera.

The screen transitioned to a new scene of DANGER DAN! Sitting in a plush lounge chair next to a cozy fireplace and bookcases. He was holding a tobacco pipe in one hand and a book called “Vile Villain Book” in the other. He wore an oversized elaborate dark purple leather coat with a fine fur lining. The coat draped down his body and pooled on the floor.

“Hi, I’m DANGER DAN!, world-famous supervillain and DANGER to society for those who live under a rock. My loyal minions have all been informing me that there is someone out there who believes they can handle DANGERS better than I can.”

He pulled a remote out of his coat and turned on a screen that showed clips of Newtonian shrugging off pistol rounds and getting rammed by speeding cars. Dan scoffed and paused the screen.

“This upstart Diet Dan! is a cheap knock-off compared to yours truly.” He motioned to himself with an exaggerated flourish.

“It simply won’t do to have someone out there stealing my style as the most DANGEROUS! So I am calling you out Newtonian. I challenge you to the most DANGEROUS cook-off the world has ever seen that will make all the previous episodes of COOKING WITH DANGER! seem like a toddler's daycare. If you somehow beat me then I will give you a cash prize of 10 thousand dollars but if I win, which I will, you’ll have to admit to everyone that you are a cheap knockoff compared to your better. Who knows, I might even let you be my sidekick as a consolation prize.”

DANGER DAN! stood, his coat billowing around him as he tossed the book and pipe to the side.

“What’s it going to be, hero? Will you accept my challenge or will I have to put some people in DANGER for you to accept? I’ll be waiting…”

DANGER DAN! started laughing as the camera panned out and slowly faded to black.

If Newtonian answers the call, he will find a mysterious message on his social media account with further information.

A wise robot once said that a heroes mere presence invites challenge, or something along those lines. It didn’t matter, as Oscar found himself walking into what looked like an abandoned warehouse on the outside. But if he knew anything about his challenger, it is that there was more to this warehouse than what met the eye. “Hello...” He called out, his hands in the pockets of his black hoodie as he looked around the dark warehouse. “Oi, Danny boy...!” He said even louder. “I saw you talk all that smack in your video, and well...” He held his arms up and out as he did a slow 360. “Here I am.”  

He had to admit, the challenge came as a bit of a surprise to Oscar. While he had been doing the hero thing for some time now, and publicly at that, he didn’t think he had earned a big enough reputation to warrant a challenge. But apparently someone as prolific as Danger Dan! managed to catch wind on of his heroics. It seemed that the similarity in their powers had upset the villain, and he needed to prove Oscar was the weaker between them. Fortunately for DD!, Oscar enjoyed a good challenge, and with the threat of harming innocent lives was certainly enough incentive to play the mans little game.  

“You gonna show that ugly mug of yours, or was all that bravado just talk...” Oscar called out again, a sly grin on his face. “Bet you didn’t think I was gonna show, did you? And now you're cowering in your little yellow onesie.”  

It probably wasn’t the brightest idea, openly mocking a man notorious who was, as far as the public knew, invincible. But if DD! was going to challenge the man they call Newtonian on a live stream, then Oscar wasn’t going to let the yellow-suited bastard upstage him. Even if DD! Outclassed him in powers, Oscar was going to show he couldn’t outclass him shit talk.