Last episode, Erica got wings from a mutated bird (apparently). She then met someone named Soarman, who saved her from the bird. Soarman decided to give her lessons on becoming a superhero, like falling off a cliff and braking a baby horse's back. What fantastic lesson(s) will Soarman teach Erica today?

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Erica decided to take a walk in the park again the next morning.

"I wonder if that Soarman guy will show up again?"

And then, out of nowhere, Soarman appeared in front of her.

"Hello again, young lady."

"Wah!" Erica jumped back in shock, falling over. "H-how did you do that?!"

"You'll know once you're good enough at flying."

"That's a flying technique?!"

"Yes. Once you get older you'll get more skills under your belt. Like being able to flap your wings while wearing a cape, for example."

That skill doesn't seem all that important, though... Erica thought to herself.

"Anyway, are you ready for some more training?"

"Oh? So we're going to train again today?"

"Of course! I said so yesterday, didn't I?"

"Ah, y-yeah..." Erica said, scratching her head.

"Before we get started though, there's something we need to do first."

"What's that?"

"We need to think of a name for you. A superhero name!"

"A... superhero name?" She asked, confused. "Can't I just use the name I already have?"

"No, no; a superhero must always have a superhero name. It's like a rule... I think." Soarman responded, shaking his head. "What is your name, anyway?"

"My name? It's Erica."

"ERICA!?!?" Soarman shouted out of nowhere.

"W-what's wrong?" Asked Erica, taken aback by his sudden outburst.

"..."

"Do you not like my name or something?"

"N-no, it's a very l-lovely name..."

"Really?"

"No, not really. It's stupid." Soarman responded, regaining his composure.

"Hey!"

"Anyway, let's think of a name for you."

"Don't just change the subject like that!"

"Do you have any ideas?" He asked, ignoring her.

"What about... Soargirl?"

"What kind of dumb name is that?"

"But it's similar to yours!"

"You should have a name that suits you, like... Fatgirl."

"HEY!!!"

"I'm just joking... probably."

"Well, whatever. Let's hurry and think of a name; I want to start flying again!" Erica stated, letting her wings out.

"Oh, your shirt didn't rip this time."

"Nope! I made holes in the back of my shirt." She turned around. "See? Pretty nifty, huh?"

"I see..."

"It was a good idea after all. This is a lot more comfortable than before!" Erica said, flapping her wings rapidly.

"... I think I just thought of the perfect name for you."

"Oh, really? What?"

"Your new name is... Flapgirl!"

"Flapgirl, huh?" She thought about it a bit. "Alright. That works, I guess. Just don't call me Fatgirl again."

"Fine, fine. Now that that's settled, it's time for your first mission."

"First mission? What is it?"

"I got a call from a farmer telling me his chickens are under attack by a giant robot of some sort."

"Oh no! Those poor cluckers!"

"Indeed. We have to fly over there as soon as possible!"

"But there's no cliffs nearby..."

"You don't need a cliff. Just flap your wings and fly." Soarman told her. "Like this." He flew up in the air in a matter of seconds.

"That was too fast for me to see!"

"It's easy; just flap your wings and fly!" Soarman grabbed the back of her shirt. "Flapgirl away!"

"W-wai-... AHHH!" Flapgirl exclaimed, being thrown into the air by Soarman. She caught air with her wings in time not to fall.

"See, now you're flyin'!" Soarman said to her, flying next to her.

"T-that scared me! Don't do that ever again!"

"Fine. You can just fly on your own next time."

"How do I do that?"

"There's no time for more questions."

"But I have a question..."

"Shut up, we've got some hens to save!"

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Soarman and Flapgirl arrived at the farm, just in time to see it being attacked.

"What the heck is that?!" Flapgirl asked, looking at the chickens' attacker.

"It appears to be a giant robot of some sort." Soarman answered her, scratching his chin.

"I know that much!"

"Quit botherin' my chickens, ya whippersnapper!" An old farmer yelled to the robot, hitting it with a pitchfork.

"I cannot do that, old man..." A weird-looking man came out of the top of the robot. "... because I, Cabalaba, need the power of eggs to make everyone speak the Cabalaba language!"

"What are you talking about?" Flapgirl asked him. "And how will eggs help you with what you want to do, anyway?"

"Shut up! Who are you, anyway?"

"I'm Flapgirl, a new superhero!"

"... in training." Soarman added.

"Hey! Now I won't look as cool!"

"A hero, huh? In Cabalaba language, 'hero' means 'person who always gets in my way'!"

"Seriously?"

"No, not really." Cabalaba went back inside my robot. "But whatever. Take this!"

He shot a rocket-propeled punch toward Flapgirl.

"Soarman... PAWNCH!!!" Soarman punched the rocket back at Cabalaba, sending him out of the robot and destroying it.

"No, my beautiful robot! Now I've only got 1,336 more left!"

"Heh. Take that, whippersnapper!"

"I'm not done yet! I'll call another robot here, and..." A chicken starts to peck him constantly. "Ow, ow! Stop it, you stupid turkey!"

"Wait, that's..." Flapgirl muttered to herself.

"It is I, the great and handsome Steve!" The turkey triumphantly stood atop Cabalaba's head. "I am here to save you beautiful ladies!" Steve winked at the hens.

"Gah! I have no choice!" Cabalaba ran away like a buffoon. "RETREAT!!!"

"Steve!" Flapgirl called out to the turkey, who had flapped back to the ground safely.

"It's you, Erica! Did you miss me that much?"

"Not really. But..." She hugged Steve. "I'm still glad to see you again!"

"You have wings?" He asked her. "When did that happen?"

"Oh, I have bird powers now. That's how I'm able to understand what you're saying."

"And who's that guy?" The turkey asked again, pointing his wing toward Soarman.

"That's Soarman, a superhero. I'm his sidekick!"

"Cool! I wanna be a superhero, too!"

"Perfect! You can be our mascot!" Soarman suggested.

"Mascot?! NOOO!!!"

"Well, our work here is done." He told the farmer, ignoring Steve. "Your farm is safe, Olmnfarm."

"Just get offa my property, ya whippersnapper! And take that turkey with ya too; he won't stop botherin' my hens!"

"I just wanted to give them the pleasure of dating such a good-looking turkey like myself..." Steve uttered, still being held by Flapgirl. "Is that a crime?!"

"Calm down, Steve." She said to him. "Let's go home."

"You mean to your house?! Are you crazy? No way; not with your crazy mom there!"

"You can stay with me." Soarman told the clucker. "I've always wanted some company at the Soar Nest!"

"The... Soar Nest?" Flapgirl said questioningly.

"Yes, I'll let you visit sometime!" Soarman grabbed Steve and flew up in the air. "Soarman away!"

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So Flapgirl has succeeded in completing her first 'mission' (although she technically didn't do anything). What will she do tomorrow? Find out... next time!

End of Chapter 2