Blackfire reaches a new low.

It was four days later when I heard something outside. I had just put my garbage out and it was still early morning. Curious, I looked outside and was shocked to see Blackfire digging through my garbage. Her tail was tucked between her legs, obviously ashamed of what she was doing.

"Damn, damn, damn," she grumbled. "Damn Starfire to Hell...look at me. I can't believe this..." I wanted her to be in a tight spot when I found her, but this was a bit much. "Hey!" I snapped. "What the hell are you doing?" She looked up from her digging and scowled. "I'm trying to find something to eat, dumbass! You think I'm doing this for fun?!" retorted Blackfire. "From the garbage? Aren't you supposed to be a super strong super villain or something? Why are you raiding my trashcan?" Blackfire sighed, her ears drooping.

"I WAS a super villain," explained Blackfire, "until I got caught for the..." Blackfire counted it in her head, "...seventh time. For punishment, they did THIS to me!" Blackfire pointed at her ears. "...they grafted ears and a tail to you?" "No, you twit! They altered my genetic code," snapped the alien. "...if they catch me again, I'll be given a stronger dose. It's already changing me. I can SMELL you from here...nice after shave by the way." I blinked. "Er...thanks. ...eh, I've always been a dog person. Come on in, I'll give you something to eat." "I'm not a dog!" Despite yelling that, she followed me inside.

"Just hand me the meat," grumbled the seated Blackfire as I pulled the turkey out to make her a sandwich. Shrugging, I gave it to her. She tore slices out and shoved them into her mouth. "You must be hungry," I commented as she shoved slice after slice into her mouth. "I am. So what do you want for this? Remember, it's got to be legal, 'cause I do NOT want to get worse then this." "I don't want anything. Nice guys exist, Darkfire," I told her, purposefully getting the name wrong. I didn't want her to think I knew her TOO well. She snorted. "It's BLACKfire and if you expect me to believe that, you must think I have a dog's brain too."

She ate almost all the turkey before putting it back in the fridge. "...seriously, Mister, what do you want from me?" she asked, sounding depressed. "Not a damn thing," I replied. "Bullshit. I refuse to believe you can look at me and not want something. The tail and ears can't make me that ugly!" Blackfire snapped. "...okay, Blackfire. What do YOU want me to want? You obviously want me to want something from you," I retorted. She gaped at me. "Wh...that's ridiculous. I don't want to do anything for you." "Then just take my gesture of good will and leave," I said, pointing toward the door. She hesitated before sighing.

"Please...I...I can't go back out there. People LOOK at me," she confessed. "They know who I am and if I fuck up just once, they'll call the police and the police call the Titans, I get beaten up and shipped back to the intergalatic police and BAM, I'm covered in fur and have four extra tits on my chest." She shivered. "...I don't want that to happen to me. Look, I'll suck your dick every day if I have to, just don't toss me out there to be turned into a freak."