This story is a continuation of Space Baron, The Naked Ladies, and A Hyundai Excel.
"Brian..." began Space Baron, slightly saddened by the news he had to convey, "I'd like to thank you for your years of faithful service, but there comes a time in the life of all super heroes and their sidekicks when it is no longer possib..."
"What the hell are you trying to say!?" Said Brian, not sure if his sentence, which was actually a question, but which was shouted, deserved a question mark or one of the lines with the dot at the bottom.
"What I am trying to say is that although you and I have experienced some small degree of success in the past as super hero and sidekick, the time has come for..."
Just then, Space Baron was interrupted by the screeching of tyres and knocking over of wheelie-bins of a korean-made hyundai excel pulling into the driveway.
"No time to explain," muttered Space Baron as he quickly shoved Brian into the microwave. He then ran down the stairs to open the door of the Hyundai Excel and to help the two naked ladies out of the car.
"Allow me," said Sb in a slightly suave and sophisticated manner as he motioned to dust the sand off the two ladies.
The ladies giggled.
"What the hell is this!?" Yelled Brian, his problem with the punctuation re-appearing. As he emerged from the apartment smelling slightly of a microwave that hadn't been cleaned for months. "What are they doing here?!"
"What is HE still doing here," said the lady with the nice personality, obvoiusly repulsed. "We agreed to be your sidekicks as long as you got rid of that one."
"He was just leaving," said SB as he suggestively threw Brian into the sun.
The ladies followed SB inside giggling.
"Ladies, I've a surprise for you," SB said as he brought out a sexy little outfit made from satin and lace with the SB logo on it. "This is my new super hero costume, would you like to help me into it?"
"But what about our costumes?" said the lady with the slightly less pleasing, yet still spectacular personality.
"Yes, yes they're fine, now let's ge mine on," SB was sounding less suave and sophisticated.
"But we're not actually wearing anyth..."
SB cut the sentence short with a sharp look. "Let's retire for the day, you know what I mean ladies."
The ladies giggled.
LATER THAT MORNING.....
SB and the ladies were interrupted from their vigorous retiring by a knock at the front door.
"Who the *^%& is that," SB wondered to himself as he opened the door.
Standing there was Brian and a tall, muscular, tanned man dressed in nothing but a leather thong. (Obviously intended to show off his own marvellous personality).
"Hello Brian," SB said.
Brian said nothing, he just stood there staring st SB.
"I said hello Brian."
Brian still did not move.
SB picked up a cusion from the couch and covered up his personality, "Hello Brian."
"Oh... um... yes..." Brian said as if awakened, "Hello SB, I am back and now I too am a super hero. I have a sidekick of my own. His name is Mr. Universe 1997."
SB nodded a greeting at Mr. Universe 1997 and then dragged Brian to one side, "What are you doing here, you'll scare my sidekicks away."
"It's my house too," said Brian, "and I'm staying."
A heated argument ensued. But in the end it was agreed that a line would be drawn down the middle of the house and SB and his sidekicks would keep to one side of it and Brian and Mr Universe 1997 would keep to their side of the line. SB then went back to his room to do some more vigorous retiring and Brian and Mr Universe went off to Brian's room to do some vigorous superheroing.