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Marvin-Sam aka The Male Equivalent of a Mary-Sue
By Sarah Sandridge (that's me!)

Not just anyone could say they have saved the world, but that was just one of the many qualities making Tom Conway so unique. He had the special privilege to recall tales for his classmates of how he had battled evil with the combined strengths of his muscle and wit. And who could forget that charming smile? Definitely not the large number of ladies he had to battle through just to get to class on time -- but then who was he to complain? Yes, Tom Conway seemed to have it all. A great career, family and friends and ladies who all loved and adored him, his life would have been perfect.

That is, if his life had stayed that way. The way before HE came. His self-appointed, one-line spouting, dorky, tight-wearing sidekick who couldn't acknowledge the fact that crime could be fought without the glittery mask and cape.

Ash Corr. The new thorn in Tom's very muscular side.

Suddenly the paper Tom was writing on was snatched out of his grasp. Springing up out of his chair, Tom attempted to get the paper back from his dorm mate.

"Give it back Ash!" he whined shouted, hopping up and down to try and reach his short story held hostage by the much taller teenager.

"No." Ash replied, much as a brat would. Jumping on his bed, he stuck his foot out to keep Tom away as he began to read. As Ash read, a slow smile spread across his face and Tom felt defeated. The smile could only be described as evil. He looked at Tom and shook his head slowly.

"There is no way in hell that you will ever live this down."

End