Nothing

. . . and then she flew away.

Fuck.

Okay, I may not have thought about how I was going to test the stickers. I still didn't know exactly how they worked, but I thought she would be a perfect test subject. I couldn't feel bad about messing with someone who had zero regard for my life earlier.

I hit a bit of a road bump though. She ran off, and I had no idea where to find her, or even who she was.

With no small feeling of failure, I walked over the broken glass littering the sidewalk, and began my trek home.

Just as I reached the street my house was on though, I was suddenly pulled into an alley against my will.

"Jesus Christ, I nearly die from a Super attack earlier and now I'm being mugged? Couldn't you cut me a break man!?" I shout, whirling back around to look at my assailant. Only to stop in shock as I looked upon an entirely unimpressed Superheroine. The same Superheroine who had saved/risked my life earlier.

"Jeez calm down kid." She said, with one eyebrow raised at my antics. "I just wanted to apologize for earlier. I was maybe a little more callous than I should've been back there."

"Did somebody make you say that?" I said, narrowing my eyes in suspicion at the insincere words.

"Well-Okay, yeah. My friend told me to go apologize. But come on man, you have to see it from my perspective. You weren't in any danger! I could've lapped the world in the time it would've taken his slow ass to hurt you." She said, a slight whine noticeable in her voice.

"Anyways, you want a selfie or something to make up for it?" She continued, already looking off into the distance. She looked as if she had already checked out of the conversation, and was just waiting for it to be over so she could leave.

Deciding I might as well get something out of it, I shrug and agree half-heartedly. But as the blonde girl started walking towards me, I noticed the 'Normal' sticker still placed on the inside of her thigh.

I remembered the minor epiphany I had had on the watchtower. If these were really mind control stickers, that normalized things... why wasn't this girl more sympathetic to my anger with her. If these stickers made things normal shouldn't she believe my anger was normal?

Unless... you had to activate them somehow? It can't be magic, otherwise leaguers like Superman wouldn't be able to use them. Maybe you need an activation code...? The league probably didn't want these things to be public knowledge though, so it's possible they had been more low-key with the activation.

Maybe... you just need to use the right phrasing.

As the still unidentified Superheroine walked up beside me, I pulled out my phone and prepared to make the biggest gamble of my life.

I opened my camera app, held the phone up in front of us, and just as I was about to take the photo, I made my move:

"Hey, don't forget it's normal to flash your tits while taking a selfie."