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I do not own young justice.
May 12-2012-7:34 metropolis
It had bee a very long at the daily planet. Perry had yelled at him for not putting out a story this week, Lois had yelled at him for something he did not even realize he did, and there had been a bank robbery downtown. All the hero wanted now was to crash on his bed and take a looooong nap. Opening the door to his small apartment he dropped his briefcase at the door and stumbled into the living room. Looking around he saw that everything was in its place were it should be. Smiling to himself he walked into the kitchen and on top of his clothed table he saw IT a small box that had not been there when he left earlier that morning. Cautiously walking up to he used his x-ray vision to check a make sure it was not a bomb or some other harmful device. What he saw inside the box surprised him quite a bit. Ti was not a bomb, it was not harmful, it was (gasp) pie, and it looked to be apple as well. Looking around the box he found a note that read:
dear Clark
since we haven't seen you in a wile your mother decided to bake this pie so that you might come to visit us, and bring that Lois you brought before we would like to meet her agin.
With love pa & ma Kent
tears sprung to his eyes,and he opened the box only for the pie that he so dearly loved to spring out and land directly in his face. Clark stood there for a moment then tentatively looked inside the box to figure out who played this cruel trick. Glued to te inside of the box was another note that read
Dear Clark
how could you not tell us about our grandson and how you have benn treating him. We had to find out from BATMAN. Come over as soon as you clean yourself up.
P.S -if you are wondering we had some help from red tornado. By the way he is also unhappy with the way you treat super-boy.
This day sucked It could not get any worse. "hey smallville, you here? hey there you are whats that in your hand?" crap it got worse