The Adventures of Gummy Boy and Crispy Boy [invite: hipo]

Pico looked around, checking to see if anybody was around. While there weren't he still decided it would be safer to lead Tycho to the alleyway where they would be secluded for sure. In his few weeks of being Quantum, he'd never actually encountered anybody else in the alley, so it was as good a place as any. He peeked around the corner, just to be one hundred percent sure there was nobody around. Of course, there wasn't, "Yeah, you're good now," The boy said, entering the alley optimistically.

He might as well reveal his secret to Tycho. The Majin said it himself, he never gets out anyways. Who is he going to tell? "Before we do anything else, Tycho, I got to tell you something. The reason I was able to figure out you weren't actually the girl you disguised yourself as is because I detected your ki," Pico dropped his backpack on the ground and charged up a ki blast in his hand, "The reason I suggested going the alter ego route is because that's what I do,"

Pico slammed the ki blast onto his wristwatch, which sprung out a full superhero costume. The regular boy instantly became something more when his casual clothes were covered in black spandex with gold accents here and there. His mask was all black as well, save the red, four-sided star that spanned across his forehead and nose, "Ta-da. Now I am Quantum, South City's very own, totally awesome super hero!"

"It's totally awesome, right?" Pico said, looking down at his black and gold costume. He was glad he could finally tell somebody about his secret, though, it was kind of strange to be trusting the Majin so soon. What if he turned evil and gave away his secret? After all, the guy was apparently new to the whole social interaction thing, so he might be easily persuaded. Oh well, too late to go back on it now.

It seemed like Tycho wanted Quantum to flex his power a bit, which was something he hadn't really done. He usually tried to keep his power contained because when he tried to do the cool fancy stuff like Mr. Shadic he always lost control and looked stupid. As embarrassing as that was, he couldn't turn down the opportunity to try.

"Oh, okay, um, give me a second here," He tried to think about how he could flaunt what little power he had, in comparison to somebody like Mr. Shadic, but nothing was coming to him, aside from dangerous stuff that would cause property damage, "Uh, how do you want me to do that, exactly?" He had never had to 'show somebody his power,' he kind of just did with his feats of stopping petty crimes around town and flying.