The next day at CHS.
The school was more of a buzz than ever, the two new heroes were the topic on everyone's minds.
"Wow," Derpy thought, "I'm more popular than ever."
All throughout the day Derpy kept thinking about her exploits the previous day.
Even at lunch, she was so wrapped up in her thoughts that she didn't noticed someone's bag in her way until it was to late.
Derpy's launch spilled all over her, causing the cafeteria, apart from Derpy's friends, to erupt into laughter.
Derpy blushed and went to the bathroom to clean herself up.
"I bet they wouldn't laugh at me, if I was Hole Punch," she fumed, as she whipped food off her clothes.
Derpy managed to get through the rest, without any other accidents.
By the time school had finished, Derpy knew what she was going do.
As soon as she was out the school doors, Derpy headed for the phone booth.
"OK," she smiled, "it's hero time."
Without further ado, Derpy dialed the word 'HERO' and transformed.
"Alright," she said, after she had transformed, "who am I this time?"
She looked down at herself, she was smaller (though not as small as Thumbelina), she had black spikey hair and she had the head of a donkey and a stripy tail.
"Alright," Derpy smiled, "it's crimebusting time!"
With that, Derpy took to the sky.
Elsewhere.
"Hand over your wallets and valuables," Mitchell Mayo a.k.a. Condiment King declared, as he pointed his ketchup and mustard gun at the people in a restaurant he and his partner were robbing, "and nobody gets an allergic reaction."
He nodded to his partner, a villain named Eye Scream.
"You heard him," Eye Scream ordered, "wallets and valuables, now!"
As the restaurant patrons unwillingly handed over their valuables, Eye Scream collected them into a sack.
"That's everything boss," Eye Scream said, once everything had been collected.
"Well, then," Condiment King replied, "we'd best be off," he turned to the patrons, "we mayo see again, losers."
"Halt!" a voice from behind the two villains cried.
Condiment King and Eye Scream turned to see Derpy standing in the restaurant entrance.
"What in the name of hot sauce are you suppose to be?" Condiment King asked.
"You look like something out a Japanese manga," Eye Scream added.
"I am Jobu, the Zonkey King," Derpy answered, "now, return what you have stolen from these good people."
"Try and make us," Condiment King smirked, pointing his ketchup and mustard gun at Jobu.
"You asked for it," Jobu grinned.
Before, the villains could do anything Jobu engaged the villains and, within seconds the two villains down for the count.
"You wanna go another round?" Jobu asked, "or are you hungry for more?"
"No," Condiment King begged, "we give up."
"Well," Jobu said, "this was easy and boring."
After giving the valuables back to their owners, Jobu took to the sky.
"There must be some other crimes for me to stop," Jobu thought, as he traversed the skies.
Jobu searched high and he searched low, but found no muggings, robberies or hostage situations.
"Come on, come on," Jobu said, franticly, "there has to be a crime somewhere I can stop."
After hours of searching, Jobu found no trace of crime anywhere in Canterlot.
"Well, today has been a waste of time," Jobu stated, "now what am I going to?"
Jobu's question was answered, he began to feel his powers beginning to fade.
"OK," Jobu sighed, "that answers that question."
With that, Jobu reluctantly headed back to the phone booth.
Back at the phone booth.
As soon as Jobu landed back in the ally, he transformed back into Derpy.
"Well, it was fun while it lasted," Derpy said.
Suddenly, Derpy noticed something that she hadn't noticed before, about the phone dial in the booth.
A button on the side of the phone marked 'press to release'.
Without even thinking, Derpy pressed the button.
Shortly after that, the phone dial detached from the phone base.
"Oh, would look at that," Derpy remarked, "I think my hero career just got a lot easier."
Unknown location.
"So, you two failed?" Joseph a.k.a. Hammerhead said, as he looked down on Absorbing Man and Titania, "the boss doesn't take kindly to failure."
"It wasn't our fault," Absorbing Man began, "It was....."
"NO EXCUSES!" thundered a voice and monitor screen turned on, revealing a figure in shadow and out of focus.
"But, boss," Absorbing Man began, "I can explain...."
"Mr Creel," the figure on the screen interrupted, "I believe you know the punishment for failure."
"NO!" Titania cried, "It's not his fault! It was some freakazoid called Hole Punch!"
"Is that so?" the figure asked.
"Yeah," Absorbing Man replied, "me and Titania were making our rounds, making sure that people had paid their protection fee when he just appeared out of nowhere and decided to stick his nose into our business."
"Hmmm," the figure murmured, "this could be a problem, I suppose I will let your failure slide.....for now."
"You won't regret this, boss," Absorbing Man replied.
"I hope for your sake, Mr Creel," the figure remarked, "otherwise, the police will receive an anonymous tip about you and your wife's whereabouts and you will be replaced with someone else who is more capable of producing satisfying results."
With that, Absorbing Man and Titania left the room.
"You think Creel was telling the truth?" Hammerhead inquired, once he and the figure on the screen were alone.
"Possibly," the figure answered, "but I can't take any chances, the reason I moved here was to avoid superheroes and I'd prefer my business goes on uninterrupted."
"Is there anyone you want me to put on standby in case they fail?" Hammerhead asked.
"Not yet," the figure replied, "but in the meantime, find out all there is to know about this new superhero."