Suave Protocol

Wait—r-right now?! Bloomy is waiting?! I bolted straight back inside through the cracked door so fast my yellow cape was practically smoking! Skidding across the wooden dresser, I stationed myself directly before an open silver compact mirror for an immediate emergency inspection. A hero with every power in the world still has to look sharp for Bloomy, obviously! I hoisted a clean white cotton swab and vigorously buffed the porch dust off my boots until they squeaked. After patting down my cape and practicing my smoothest, most dashing wink in the glass, I snagged a tiny shiny gold star sticker from a tray to bring her. Totally cool. Zero panic.