Perfulusman and Squireboy

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Sir Perfulus continued pacing around in his purple dress, looking very thoughtful.
“The King has forbidden me from trying to save the Princess, so I’ll need to be someone else when I do.”
“I hope you’ll have a better disguise than the dress.”
“Of course I will. I’m going to be a superhero.”
He walked into the other room of the cottage, and came back with a sheet.
“This will be my cape.”
He walked over to a chest, popped the latch, reached in, and pulled out a pot.
“This will be my helmet.”
“Wait… you’re going to be a superhero?” I asked
“Of course, I will be Perfulusman, and you can be my faithful companion, Squireboy.”
“Why do I have to be a superhero too?”
“Because if people saw you hanging out with Perfulusman, they might figure out that Perfulusman is really me!”
“Because they couldn’t figure out that Sir Perfulus is Perfulusman. Of course, makes perfect sense.” I said sarcastically.
“Exactly! That’s why I’m bothering to become a superhero in the first place!”
“So, do get a costume? Not a dress I hope.”
He reached into his chest, pulled out a scarf, and handed it to me.
“Wrap this around your head a few times and no one will know it’s you.”