The Daily Paper.

(Fanfiction for Ephorox. Story is just about Sheen.)

Sheen closed the door after getting the daily paper from the front yard, wearing only a pair of boxers and his hat. Sheen made his way to the kitchen table and sat down. He smiled seeing Diego the watermelon sitting across from him. "I don't know, let's find out." Sheen said to the lifeless fruit, obviously being asked about any interesting articles. Sheen skimmed through the papers reading the fine print.

The Phoenix Saves The Day Again!

Last night, around 8:25, a house on 1765 Forest Green Street was set on fire. The home was owned by the Mcfey Family, Mr. and Mrs. Mcfey and their seven year old son, Donovan. The parents managed to escape the inferno, but were unaware that they had lost their son in the process. Just when all hope was lost, Daniel "Phoenix" Hope ran headfirst into the burning home. Moments later did he emerge with the child, which was wrapped with his firefighter suit to protect him. The heroic firefighter was given a gold medal of service for his bold and daring rescue.


Ephorox's Hunk Of The Month

On this month's cover of Ephorox Magazine, people everywhere flooded into stores, stands, and libraries everywhere to pick up the copy. This month's issue features the mighty Jeff Ironfist, a professional in the world of muscle. He has been labled as one of the hottest men of the year.


The Gentleman Serves Justice

The city bank was in the middle of a heist when town superhero, Mr. Gentleman arrived in the nick of time before anyone was hurt. He was able to knock out the gang of men with ease and speed.


Raising The Bar

The town's faved gay club/bar, "The Drunken Reaper" has been granted permission to annex more space in the area. The buildings around there simply consist of unused storage facilities. The completion of the improved building is estimated in between two to three weeks. 


Folding the newspaper back the way it was, he set it down and looked at the watermelon. "So, anything interest you?"
There was, apparently, no response. "Why won't you talk to me!?" Sheen shouted walking to where Diego was 'sitting' at. "Damn it!" Sheen said smashing the melon onto the floor. 'Diego' splattered everywhere and Sheen was on the verge of panicking. Suddenly kneeling down he grabbed a piece of the broken fruit and ate it, a smile coming onto his face. "Damn, Diego! You taste good!"