MINI-OMAKE
As usual, Oliver Queen was on a rooftop. That always seemed to be a thing, superheroes and rooftops - though I was hardly one to discount the value of an aerial perspective. I flew down towards him, landing gently on the rooftop nearby. "Slow night?"
Mr. Queen nodded. "Pretty quiet so far. What brings you to Star City? In need of more romantic advice?"
"Actually, sir..." I say, and Mr. Queen groans.
"That was supposed to be a joke, kid." He says, putting one hand to his forehead. "Let me guess, the princess of an alien civilization has descended to Earth, and will destroy Metropolis unless you satisfy her every desire."
I blinked. I didn't think that anyone had heard from Blackfire anytime recently... and that was a different continuity anyway. "Not quite. More, I saved the Muse Calliope from rape a few months ago, and yesterday one of Wonder Woman's villains magically coerced me into... well, taking a few sexual liberties with her, at the very least. It's all a bit... fuzzy..."
Mr. Queen sighs heavily. "That's - well. Yeah, that's a situation, all right." He looks up at me and runs his hand through his hair, as if bracing himself. "Mind-controlling villains can do some, well, some pretty nasty things. Are you looking for someone to talk to? Someone who knows what it's like?"
I shake my head. "Well, not exactly. She didn't exactly seem unhappy about the whole situation. Though, her father might be, and he might be mad at me already for getting Hera to divorce him..." I say, casting a nervous glance at the sky. "Really, I was just wondering if you had any advice on what kind of flowers I should send. I think she'll get them if I send them to the fountain of Aganippe..."