Fiction Challenge #1:
Deja Vu at the Zoo. Hey it's a rhyme, at least this time!
by Interceptor

Merry Mason, energetic as always, shook her mentor's arm. "Come on, Man O' War! You said you'd take me to the zoo today!" Hank was sitting, watching TV. Superheroes didn't get much chance to relax. "Settle down, lass. There's nothin' there you haven't seen before. Why don't you get Eve to take you instead? She's into all that tree-huggin' stuff."
"Buy you promised!" Sea Urchin pleaded.
"Alright, fine." He yelled towards another room of the fortress. "Frank, we're taking the car."
"For freedom!" came back the response.
"What an odd fellow, that one is."

They soon arrived at the zoo, and had bought their tickets. "Alright, we're here. And the next person to stare at us gets a fin right in the face. Can we go now?"
"We haven't even seen anything, you ol' curmudgeon. Where's your sense of adventure?" Merry asked.
"Back at the fortress. Right where I should be."
Sea Urchin wasn't willing to take that as a response. She grabbed Hank's arm, and dragged him farther into the zoo than the front gate.

After a while, Merry was able to let go of his arm and he went willingly. They finally made their way to the jungle exhibit. Down the way, they saw a man in purple and blue reaching into the three-toed sloth's cage.
"Deja Vu! What's that cur up to?"
"I don't know, but I don't like the looks of it," Sea Urchin replied. "Look, he's opened the lock."
Sure enough, Deja had opened the cage, and pulled out a sloth, and placed it in a canvas sack. "Come with me, my little friend; for Patriot City, this is the end!"
"Come on, lass. We better find out what he's up to." They swam as fast as they could towards where he was standing.
"Here come the heroes, say no more! Here's some clones; have three or four!" With that, he appeared to split into several copies. One ran, while the others stayed to fight.
"Urchin, you take the master. I'll deal with these lackeys."
Merry nodded curtly, then took flight, right over the heads of the clones. The clones took aim with their very futuristic ray guns, but quickly shifted their focus back to Man O' War as he gave them a pummeling.

Sea Urchin was able to quickly catch up to Deja Vu, knocking him down with a diving tackle. "Little girl, you haven't a clue! Don't ever mess with Deja Vu!"
"Whatever, creepy. Here's some acid, to slow your cloning ways!" She tossed a couple of bubbles, then enclosed herself in a shield.
The bag with the sloth dropped; the animal escaped, and tried to run, but it was slow going. Deja Vu was still feeling the effects of the acid when Man O' War arrived. He gave the villain a good solid punch, knocking him cold.
"Find something to put him in until the police arrive."
"You got it, Man O' War."
The closest building was a restaurant for the zoo guests. She went inside, then back to the kitchen. She found the perfect thing. She dragged it outside to where Hank was waiting.
"Peanut butter?" he asked, incredulous.
"Two hundred gallons, chunky style," came back her reply.
"Works for me." He shoved Deja Vu, feet first, into the vat. "Looks like we've saved the day again, lass."
"Yeah, but what was with stealing a sloth?"
Just then, Deja Vu came to. "I just wanted a pet, or something like that. Next time I'll go for a dog or a cat."