Mild mannered Daryl Dewflap was only doing his job that fateful day. He'd even worked an extra shift, subbing for an ill custodian who normally swept the roof. The lightning changed everything... |
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The mighty current surged, passing first through the broom, then through Daryl, and finally, through the chocolates in his pocket. The transformation happened in an instant. |
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Aside from the occasional melting problem, life as "The Chocolate Avenger" was a fulfilling one. |
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