Writing Prompt

Some days, he cleaned the floors with bleach. Other days, he had to wait until the remodels were done.

All paled in comparison to the building being ripped into the sky before his eyes. He wondered if he’d have to make up the hours. He realized it might not be covered in his contract....

"When I say I work for Hero Force, people always ask me, what's your code name? And then I say 'the Janitor' and they're like 'oh wow, what kind of powers do you have?'

"And I say, 'Access to the cleaning supply closet.' Which doesn't seem like a superpower, until the fifth floor restroom's out of toilet paper.

"It's not a difficult job. You just gotta pay attention and plan ahead. If AquaKid's ...

8:15 am

“Neptune flooded the bathroom again.”

9:45 am

“Zero tried to hang upside down from the crystal chandelier in the lobby. When Ivy walked in he lost focus and increased the gravity. I’m gonna need you to clean that up...”

11:12 am

“Larry sent the intern on a coffee run and he brought back regular when it should have been Decaf, for the Streak. He’s running around in the labs. Give him a...

Did I make a mistake?

The new hire fidgets in front me, glancing at the time on her phone. She brushes imaginary crumbs off her university sweatshirt with her free hand then finger combs her hair. Her grin is far too many miles wide for this early in the morning.

This isn’t a date. What is she doing?

“It’s 7:45 A.M.,” I say, biting back my temper. “Three minutes later than the last time you ...

A thankless fuckin’ job. That’s what it is. Thankless, but necessary.

Ya think Ice Queen has the hard job? Must be SO hard slingin’ those icicles at thugs.

Whatever those supes do ain’t nothing compared to what I gotta do day to day.

Ya ever think about what goes on after the fights?

Someone’s gotta siphon all the toxic acid Reflux is spewin’.

Someone’s gotta clean up the rubble after MAX!MU...

Okay, so you may think it’s just great to be the janitor for Bruce Banner. But to be quite frank with you, my faithful reader, it is simply not. Mr. Banner has no sympathy for my well-being, never bothers to make my job just an ounce easier. To lessen the heavy, pressuring weight off my shoulders, to free me from the burden of a janitor’s hectic employment. Well, as you can well imagine, Mr. Banne...

I pursed my lips. Whistling a tune that was taught to me as a child, long forgotten by the newer generation. I paid attention to the little song as the explosions, yelling, and teenage drama fell behind me.

Sweeping the floor, I enter an empty hall. Blue tiles with even bluer walls being cleaned by the best janitor in this school. Me. Me, me, me. Approaching the janitors closet I place my broom o...

As the sun began setting on the horizon, Jacob's day was just beginning. His ‘93 Ford Taurus pulled into the large empty parking lot. The day was done for most of the oversized glass front building. With just a few minutes until the start of his shift he began the walk to the side door. He walks past the security guard at the front desk eating a sandwich and playing solitare, scanned his badge at ...

Everyone sees these superheroes in the spotlight. Shining examples in the community. Loving, caring and righteous. No one sees the misfits and wannabes. Whilst there are good eggs, there’s actually a lot more bad eggs. As I am tasked to clear the interview room, I pull the arm of a mental slot machine to predict what mess I have to clean up. When I signed up to be a janitor, I never expected to ha...

Usually I was to clean the left wing on Thursdays, but that Thursday was different. The heroes from District 4 were visiting to discuss the take down of The Secret Six; a group of unknown, cold blooded killers, who were known to stalk and kill district leaders. I was behind the doors of the main meeting room, when I heard them.

“I told you, just use the sword technique i taught you” a familiar vo...