To The Rescue

"Stop! Thief! Somebody stop him!" The bank teller's cries rang out down the street as the robber darted away, a gun in one hand and a large brown bag slung over his shoulder. He headed for the alley where he'd stashed his getaway car.


Before he could disappear into the shadows, a passerby heard the bank teller's cry and leapt into action, shoving the robber to the ground, forcing him to drop his gun. The two tumbled into the alley. The robber kicked and cursed, trying to get away and into his car, but the woman refused to let go of his legs.


There was a heavy impact on the roof of the car, and both people on the ground looked up to see that a figure wearing a bright blue jumpsuit and a flowing red cape had just come down from the sky.


"Stand back, citizen," the superhero said. "I'll take it from here."


The woman let go, relieved, and scooted back to a safe distance. The robber scrambled to his feet, but before he could recover his gun, the superhero punched him in the face, knocking him over again.


"That ought to do it," said the hero. "Let's see..."


He opened the big brown bag and whistled. "There's gotta be five thousand dollars cash in here! Score!"


The woman watched in disbelief as the superhero slung the bag over his own shoulder.


"Thanks for the help, babe," he said.


"You... You're taking that back to the bank, right?" the woman said, rubbing her shoulder, bruised from the scuffle.


"Ha! What? No. Finders keepers!"


The selfish superhero laughed as he took to the sky once more, leaving a large dent in the roof of the robber's car.

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