Also satisfying to the ego? When the hero you'd looked up to and had tried your best to honor turned out to not just approve of you taking on their legacy, they actually liked you. Jaime would've never taken out the Reach if not for Ted's notes. Even just reading what the man had left behind had given him the guidance and helped him learn how to be clever enough to take some very clever bad guys down.
And it was because of Ted's friends, not wanting to see another Blue Beetle go down, that he and his family had even survived it. Other than Guy and Booster, they hadn't really known Jaime and had been happy to lend a hand to the next Blue Beetle, and even Guy and Booster had paid special attention to him because of who he was following after. They liked Jaime just because they liked him but it was still partly out of loyalty for Ted that they kept an extra eye on him, thinking "Hey, we like the kid and Ted would like the kid, he would want us to make sure he's okay."
"No thanks," Jaime said, grinning at Ted's Pokemon joke, gesturing to the Red Bull. "If I drink anymore caffeine than this I'll probably wind up vibrating through walls like the speedsters. And while I can't knock the idea of a new superpower, the cardiac arrest at the end probably wouldn't be fun."
He popped a can, briefly chugged, and then started spreading out his Red Bull, and books, and notebooks.
"And what's new with me? Let's see, I just got off a ten hour shift - during which I got snotted on by a giant monster, spent an hour getting my butt kicked in practice with Wonder Woman - and the nicest thing she could think of to say at the end was that I was learning to fall really well, and now I have to memorize the profiles and histories of twenty-five different villains for superhero homework. By tomorrow. Or Black Canary is probably going to frown at me in class."
Yet he was still here, doing all of it it.
"So, you know, just another glamorous day in the life of a superhero."
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And it was because of Ted's friends, not wanting to see another Blue Beetle go down, that he and his family had even survived it. Other than Guy and Booster, they hadn't really known Jaime and had been happy to lend a hand to the next Blue Beetle, and even Guy and Booster had paid special attention to him because of who he was following after. They liked Jaime just because they liked him but it was still partly out of loyalty for Ted that they kept an extra eye on him, thinking "Hey, we like the kid and Ted would like the kid, he would want us to make sure he's okay."
"No thanks," Jaime said, grinning at Ted's Pokemon joke, gesturing to the Red Bull. "If I drink anymore caffeine than this I'll probably wind up vibrating through walls like the speedsters. And while I can't knock the idea of a new superpower, the cardiac arrest at the end probably wouldn't be fun."
He popped a can, briefly chugged, and then started spreading out his Red Bull, and books, and notebooks.
"And what's new with me? Let's see, I just got off a ten hour shift - during which I got snotted on by a giant monster, spent an hour getting my butt kicked in practice with Wonder Woman - and the nicest thing she could think of to say at the end was that I was learning to fall really well, and now I have to memorize the profiles and histories of twenty-five different villains for superhero homework. By tomorrow. Or Black Canary is probably going to frown at me in class."
Yet he was still here, doing all of it it.
"So, you know, just another glamorous day in the life of a superhero."