Leo realized having a superhero babysitter was better than any video game. Over the next few weeks, they struck a deal. Leo kept her secret, and in exchange, Maya taught him "tactical observation"—which mostly meant how to spot a villain's henchman at the mall.
"Perfect," Maya smiled, though Leo noticed a small smudge of soot behind her ear. "Leo was a real hero today. He actually finished his broccoli." My Babysitter the Super Hero
Maya froze. She looked at him, then at the news, then back at the jar. "The lid is just... really tight, Leo." "I saw you fly," he whispered. Leo realized having a superhero babysitter was better
One Tuesday, while Leo’s parents were at dinner, the "organic kale chips" were interrupted by a crashing sound on the roof. A rogue drone, leaking dark energy, had tracked Maya to the house. "Basement. Now!" Maya commanded. "Perfect," Maya smiled, though Leo noticed a small
"It’s only eight!" Leo protested. But as he turned to argue, a distant boom shook the windowpanes. A streak of violet light cut across the night sky toward the downtown skyline.