Keeping Up With the Kryptonians
Random one shot drabbles about Clark, Lois, Kara, Chris, and Conner. Mostly family fluffiness. This is part of my DC family stories.
Rated T for language and sexual references.
I do not own Superman or DC comics or anything related (I'd like to, but I can't afford it.)
And special thanks to Korben600 for suggesting the winning title and anyone else who suggested ideas. I suck at naming things, so feel free to suggest titles for any of my upcoming stories.
Conner is 12 and Tim is 10 in this chapter.
Chapter 1: Keeping Up With the Kryptonians
Lois' POV
Clark and Bruce sat across from each other in the living room as they discussed something Bruce has overheard Luthor say in some meeting he had today. Bruce's youngest son sat beside him on the sofa and swung his legs back and forth as he read some book… Poor kid. He's ten and could probably pass for six.
"Tim?" I called as he looked up.
"Yes Ma'am?" he answered.
"Would you like a brownie?" I asked as he looked at his guardian, who gave a slight nod.
"Yes please."
He gladly hopped off the couch and followed me over to the kitchen while Clark called, "Can I have one too, Lois?"
I ignored him as I laid a plate out for Tim at the kitchen table.
"Milk?"
"Yes please." He replied as I poured him a glass.
"Mrs. Lois, don't tell Alfred, but your brownies are really good."
I smiled and replied, "Thank you and your secret is safe with me."
"Lois, do I still get one?" Clark called as I rolled my eyes.
He's Superman and yet he's helpless when it comes to walking into the next room for a snack.
"How's Jason? Is there any improvement?"
"He can talk now… Kinda. It's more like whispering though." The boy whispered before looking down at is plate of crumbs before adding, "Alfred said he has a long way to go… He said it'll probably be a year."
"I'm sorry."
He nodded before Clark and Bruce walked in.
"We're going out." Clark called before grabbing whatever was left on the brownie tray.
"Lois, do you mind watching Tim for me?" Bruce asked.
"Of course not."
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Clark's POV
"Batman, are you sure-"
"Yes." He growled without even letting me finish.
I groaned before following him across the buildings in Metropolis before he came to a stop in front of a warehouse.
"See anything?" he asked.
"No. The building is lined with lead."
He didn't reply. He just started moving again and I followed him. Without even waiting for me, he immediately went inside the building.
I came to a stop beside him as he stood looking at some containment chamber.
"What is that?" I asked before the chamber started glowing red.
Not even a second had passed before it exploded and something flew out.
********Break********
"You shouldn't have hit the boy that hard." Batman growled as he began running tests on the thing strapped to an examination table at the Watchtower.
"It was-"
"It is used to describe an object. This is not an it. This is a boy." He stubbornly replied as he glanced over some results.
"It attacked you." I muttered.
"The boy was scared. Of course it attacked and you helped nothing by slamming him headfirst into a wall."
"Bruce-"
"Don't say my name."
"Everyone here knows who you are!"
"I am aware of that, Clark."
"What happened to no names?"
"With your idiotic disguise, everyone in this universe knows who you are." He huffed as I frowned.
"There's nothing wrong with m-"
"Congratulations." He interrupted.
"What?"
"You're a father." He responded as he looked down at the thing on the table.
********Break********
Lois' POV
"Clark, what's wrong?" I finally asked as he continued to scowl at the food on his plate.
"Nothing, Lois."
"Come on, Smallville. You can tell me." I smirked as he sighed.
"You remember how I told you that Luthor was up to something?"
"He's always up to something, but continue."
"He cloned me." Clark growled.
"So? He's done it before."
"Not like this… He cloned me and added in his DNA."
"That's creepy. Did you destroy it or-"
"No. Bruce wouldn't allow it. You know how he is when it comes to children."
"Yes, well he does have three of them and he-" I began before the realization sunk in. "Did you just say it was a child!"
********Break********
Clark's POV
"Lois, I don't think this is a good idea. That thing is-"
"That thing is a just a little boy, Clark!" Lois hissed before she stomped right past me and into the Zeta Tube and finally into the Watchtower.
I reluctantly followed.
She marched her way right over to the examination room, only to be stopped by Batman.
"Lois, what are-"
"Where is he?" she interrupted him.
"Robin is talking to him." He replied as she pushed past him and continued on her way.
"You left that thing with your son?!" I hissed.
"We've been over this. It is a boy not a thing… More specifically, he's yours. Therefore, he needs you. He needs his father."
"I'm not his father!"
"Clark, Chris is gone-"
"Don't say it, Bruce! Just don't say it!"
"The boy needs a father-"
"Then you take him home! You love raven-haired, blue-eyed-"
"Clark!" Lois hissed as I turned to find her standing there with her hands on the thing's shoulders.
"Lois, no."
"I think he looks like a Conner, don't you?"