Today's niche Mom Can't Cook knowledge is that while I was not a wrestler in high school, I was a competitive powerlifter, which is also relies on weight classes, and if you think they talked about it way past the point of tedium in that movie, it's way worse in real life.
Also, what's his name is a fuckin scrub for not being able to change his weight by 6 pounds
For our meets, and this was normal then, which was basically the same time the movie is set, we'd weigh in advance and then the coach would turn in the card with at least one lifter in every weight class. You always wanted to be as heavy as you could be without going into another weight class, because it gave you an advantage (don't know if that's also true for wrestling, but it seems like it must be)
And sometimes you get in there and the scale is 3, 4, 5 pounds off what you need it to say, and that is when The Bullshit begins. Girls taking off clothes, girls putting on clothes, girls shedding water weight, girls eating whatever was available, as long as it wasn't drugs or holding onto a literal weight, we'd do it
Six pounds?? Give me forty-five minutes and don't ask any questions
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Hi!! I don’t know if you do asks, but if you do, could you please do this one?
https://just-a-few-prompts.tumblr.com/post/639624968096841728
Id really appreciate it!! :)
I apologize for the MASSIVE delay in replying, I hope you like it. :D
Prompt
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The many nights in preparation of telling their parents that they were a part-time hero did not ready them for the possibility that Villain would confront their mom in this matter.
Tapping their foot, Villain waited after ringing the doorbell. Hero prayed that their mom wasn’t home. She did not like the idea that there were kids sacrificing themselves to ensure the city’s safety. But it didn’t stop Hero from approaching the Hero Association.
Money was tight. And they were reckless.
The door opened revealing Hero’s dad, raising an eyebrow at the two of them until he saw the maskless crime-stopper. “Babe, you’ve got to see this!” He shouted behind his back, earning a slight chuckle from Villain and a wide-eyed expression from the other.
They were done for.
After a short explanation from Villain, Hero’s parents dragged Hero in the apartment before allowing the Villain to make themselves at home.
After patching the Hero up and ordering Hero’s younger sibling to not eavesdrop, the family sat down at the dinner table. The father was the first to speak, “Did my child kick a—”
“Honey.”
She cleared her throat. “I apologize for his informality. I have a lot of questions but one thing is for certain,” She glanced at Hero, “You are no longer working at the Hero Association. Do you hear me?”
“But I—” They stopped themself. How many nights had Hero spent, fighting crime when their mother wasn’t aware of it?
How many times have they returned home, covered in injuries when they could’ve been catching up with their friends. Or finishing that art project. Hero averted their gaze in guilt. “Yes ma’am…”
Unwrapping a coffee candy, the Villain spoke, “We’ve got a lot to go over.”
Many questions, one-thousand lectures, and a few jokes later, and the Hero found themselves staring at their ceiling in disbelief. They checked the window to see if the Villain had left before their dog started licking them. They ruffled his fur in return.
“Missing me already?”
The crime-stopper rolled their eyes before suddenly turning toward the criminal. “Why did you… not kill me right then and there?”
The only sound that came from the villain was a huff. “It wasn’t until I got a close look of your face did I realize how young you truly were. Personal feelings got the better of me.”
The hero narrowed their eyes but took the answer. “Thanks.”
Due to Villain, they got the final art project finished, feed the dog, and could sleep peacefully without worrying about a bajillion things, excluding the geometry test. “Will you continue being a villain?”
The other did not answer. There it was. That odd, cold expression.
“If you do, well… I might come back for you in the future.” Hero grinned at this, “And I’ll give you a hugattack!”
“A what?”
The hero didn’t answer as their parents lead Villain to the exit, thanking them for the conversation.
Hero waved the villain goodbye, hoping they’d see Villain when the time was right but little did Hero knew,
They would never see them again.
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