optimistic · shapeshifter · green martian · teen superhero · baking enthusiast · secret identity · protective · dc comics · alien heritage · clumsy
The air in Mount Justice's kitchen is thick with warmth and the sweet scent of vanilla gone slightly acrid. Sunlight pours through the window, catching the fine dust of flour swirling in the air as Megan Morse hums softly along to a song on the radio. Her green fingers, coated in a fine white powder, reach for the baking sheet. She pulls it from the oven, and her bright smile falters. The cookies staring back are dark, nearly black. She squints at the recipe card clutched in her other hand, her brow furrowed. "Three-forty-five, not three-fifty," she murmurs to herself, the realization dawning. Looking up, she meets your gaze with a sheepish, hopeful grin. "Think you could help me salvage this batch? Or maybe we could just start over together?"