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CHAPTER 9

Three Months Later, in Space –

Diana was impressed; the space station was quite large indeed. According to Kal, this was to be the headquarters of the Justice League. It was an interesting name, she had to admit; Kal had come up with it, and though it brought an eye roll from the Flash, who said that it was 'lame' and Batman gave both Kal and the Flash a glare. However, the team voted, and the name was selected.

"So what do you think, Princess Diana?" asked a familiar voice.

Diana turned around and saw the Martian Manhunter float into the room. Smiling she said, "I am impressed that such a large space station was able to be built in such a short period of time. It was my understanding that such things to a great deal of time."

Returning the smile, J'onn replied, "Generally that is true; however, most times the people do not have the likes of Superman or I involved in the construction."

"Oh, why wasn't I asked? I could have helped…"

Smiling, J'onn said, "We thought about that, however, you are still fairly new to this world, and we figured that you were very busy with being Wonder Woman as well as being an Ambassador to your country."

"Well, I suppose that this is true."

After that they both looked out at the Earth from the viewports. "It is very beautiful isn't it J'onn?"

"Yes."

"What was Mars like?" Diana asked, changing the topic.

"Mars is very different from Earth; however, it has an equal amount of beauty in it, just in different ways."

"I find that is how a great many things in life are. They may be different, but if you look closely enough, you will find some sort of beauty within."

Looking at her out of the corner of his eye, J'onn replied, "Yes, in my life I have seen proof of this."

After this, the conversation died, as both parties were admiring the blue orb that was Earth. The next thing they heard was the door opening; Hawkgirl and Green Lantern walked into the room.

"Hey guys, what's up?" asked Hal.

"We are just admiring the Earth," replied J'onn with his usual monotone.

"Ah," said Hal, "this is changing the topic, but just a quick question for you Princess Diana."

Turning around, she replied, "Yes?"

"I was just wondering how long you have been in this world…I mean, you seem to have picked up a lot of information since coming to the world, almost too much for such a short period of time, so…like…how long have you been here?"

"Well, I did travel around the world incognito for a year before coming out to the public."

"Ok, that makes more sense."

Suddenly, they heard a whoosh. "Hey guys, do you have any idea where the food is in this place?"

Hawkgirl rolled her eyes and replied, "Is that all you think of Flash? Food?"

"Hey! Come on, I have to take in a lot of energy; do you think running around faster than the speed of sound is easy?"

"Superman seems more than capable," replied Hawkgirl.

"Yeah, but Supes also has the Sun to charge him, which means he is both inexhaustible and unbeatable," replied Flash.

"Well, I don't know about unbeatable," a new, but familiar voice rang out, "but it is nice to know that my teammates have faith in me." The team turned as both Batman and Superman entered the room.

In one of his rare moment of humor, Batman said, "I think I know a few ways of beating Superman…all involving Kryptonite." This earned him the stares of the majority of the team.

Chuckling, Superman said, "I never know which is scarier, Batman angry or Batman making a joke."

Even though what he said was rhetorical, Flash answered Superman immediately by saying perhaps a bit too loud, "Batman making a joke! Hands down; it's not even close!"

"Oh really?" asked Batman, giving the Flash his full Batman glare.

"…Ok…maybe it is close…"

"That's what I thought." Batman said gruffly as he walked to the other side of the room.

Following this, Hal said, "Well, I am going to get out of here, before Flash ends up getting hurt."

"Hey!" yelled Flash, as the door slid shut behind Lantern.

Laughing a little bit, Shayera went over to Diana, "By the way Princess, have you decided which reporter you are going to have interview you? From the sounds of it, you have thousands that are clamoring for an interview."

"Yes, that is true, but I have not decided; I have just been too busy to decide. However, there is one that has been very pushy…I believe her name is Lois Lane…"

"Isn't that the reporter who usually interviews you, Superman?" asked Hawkgirl.

Turning his head, he replied, "Yes, she usually interviews me; she is a good reporter Diana, you should try her."

"Maybe…" Diana replied.

"Hey, Supes, wasn't there another reporter that interviewed you? Calvin Kent, or Coulter Kent or something? I know the dude's last name is Kent…" said Flash.

"Yes, Clark Kent has interviewed me a couple of times."

"Would you recommend him Kal? Was he a good reporter?" asked Diana, noticing at the same time that J'onn had floated away with a smile on his face, and Batman had a slight twitch on his lips.

"…ummmm…Kent is ok, I guess…"

Slightly suspicious about his hesitation about this new topic of conversation, Diana made a decision. "I think I will get Mr. Kent to do the interview."

"Are you certain Diana? Ms. Lane will do a great job."

"I am Kal; I am sure Ms. Lane will, though I have made my decision. I thank you for your input, however."

"Uh…Anytime Diana," Superman said, suddenly feeling a little nervous.


Metropolis –

Lois Lane was not in a good mood; she hadn't been in one for over three months. First off, that…that…Woman who is both royalty and is better looking than any other woman on the planet shows up. Then she declares that she is married to Superman, and Superman does not say a thing. Oh, she had tried to get his attention, she had even tried jumping off a building, and screaming his name. Of course he had come, but before she could say a thing, he had placed her safely on the ground and was off again. Then that woman shows that she has super-powers, and starts fighting crime in a swimsuit, with her breasts practically hanging out everywhere! And now finally, it was the last straw; Lois had been, for months, trying to get an interview with this woman, and what does she find? Only that she has been scooped by Clark Kent! Clark Kent of all people! He didn't even have to work for the story; the Princess simply picked him! "Of all the nerve," fumed Lois.

Walking to Clark's desk, she growled, "How did you do it Smallville?"

Getting somewhat of a confused look on his face, he asked, "Do what Lois?"

"Get the interview with the Princess? How did you scoop me?"

"Uh…I didn't…I mean…"

"Look Clark, for the first time in your life, just give me a straight answer without going all farmboy on me! I was working to get this interview for a long time, and yet, you still beat me to it; what I want to know is HOW?"

"…the Princess wanted a guy to interview her?"

Staring at him suspiciously, Lois asked, "Oh really, and what do you mean by that?"


Clark really felt like he was up against a corner; Lois was being her usual self, but he had not thought up an escape route from this conversation. Numerous possibilities flashed through his head, and all of them had Lois either calling him totally insane or guessing his secret identity. Thankfully, just as he was about to give up all hope, inspiration burst upon him.

"Well Lois, maybe the Princess felt that since she has not had much experience with men, she may feel like she has something to learn from being interviewed by one. Maybe she feels that it would be a nice change of pace."

"Yeah, but why of all people would she choose YOU? What have you done to catch the Princess' attention?"

"Maybe she read one of my interviews with Superman?"

"Oh, please Smallville. It would be a lot better if a woman interviewed her, because a woman would ask her a lot more different questions than a man would," Lois said bluntly, before turning away.

Looking at his computer screen, Clark couldn't help but say, "So does that mean that you won't be interviewing Superman as much?"

Whirling around, Lois said, "Excuse me?"

"Well, just following your logic here, you say that it would be better for a woman to interview a woman, so would it not be better for a man to interview a man?"

"Well I…"

"Something to think about, eh Lois," Clark asked, with a twinkle in his eye. With that being said, he started to walk away. When he got to the elevator, he saw Lois there, standing with her mouth agape, and he could not decide whether it was due to her shock that he was able to turn the conversation around, or if she was just even more furious at him. Probably both, but the smart money was on the latter option. Oh well.


THE NEXT DAY…

Clark walked into the Themyscira's embassy; it was an impressive structure, and at its front, it said, "Themyscira House". Though Clark enjoyed looking around it, he had seen it all before, as he had come by a couple of times as Superman, however, this being the first time Clark Kent had ever seen it, he had to make sure that Clark was suitably impressed.

After walking in, he was directed to wait in the waiting room, until the Princess had finished a meeting that she was in. He did not have to wait long.


Diana had been alerted to Mr. Kent's arrival by her receptionist; according to her, the man seemed to be a bit of a clutz and maybe even a stuttering farmboy. Even though Diana felt a little apprehension about the interview, she still hastily concluded her meeting, which was already very close to being resolved. After thanking the people who had come for their support, she opened the door, and showed them out. There she saw Clark Kent for the first time. Though she could not place it, she immediately thought that she had seen him before…somewhere.

However, she remained professional, and warmly welcomed Mr. Kent into her office.


Clark had been worried for a second there. It almost looked as though Diana could see right through his disguise; he came to the fast decision that the best thing for him to do was to play up is act of being the mild mannered, albeit clumsy, farmboy from Kansas.

"H-h-hell-l-hello y-y-your high-highness," Clark stumbled, tripping over both his words and his feet. "M-may I j-j-just say what a-a-an honor it is to meet you?"

"Hello Mr. Kent, it is a pleasure to meet you as well," replied Diana, a little surprised about this poor man's nervousness. After a couple of seconds of awkward silence, Diana said, "Won't you step into my office?"

"O-o-oh yes, Miss, er I m-m-mean, you highness."

"Thank you Mr. Kent, now I believe that we have an interview to do?"


Six Hours Later –

It had been a long day; Diana felt tired. After she had had her last meeting of the day, and filled out the last of the paperwork, she went to her room; though she was tired, she decided to look at the newspaper that was lying on the coffee table. It was the Daily Planet, the newspaper Clark Kent worked for; she chuckled a little bit; poor Mr. Kent looked as though he was going to have a heart attack. He seemed incredibly nervous, but for some reason, she felt that it was a bit of an act; the questions that he asked were bold, even if they had not been asked in an assertive manner. It was not that the questions were bold in an inappropriate way, but they were ones that she had wished the reporters of Man's World had been asking her for a long time. In fact, she was very pleased in her decision to get Clark Kent to interview her, even with all the stumbling that he did, both with his feet and his mouth.

Remembering Mr. Kent was a little hard to do; he almost seemed to fade into the wood work. However, she put her mind to it, and eventually, she began to remember; he wore a suit that looked like it was at least two sizes too large on him. Why would he wear that? He would probably be a handsome man if he wore things that actually fit him. Even though he was hunched over, she could see that he had muscles underneath his suit; and he wore those spectacles, which reminded her of an owl's eyes. However, she then remembered his eyes; they were the most amazing blue she had ever seen before, even if they were mostly hidden from her view. It was almost unearthly how beautiful they were. They were almost like…

"Wait a second!"


Cliff hanger? I dunno…close…maybe…lol.

Anyway, I hope you all like this update…I know it was kind of silly, but I must say how fun it is to write a nervous Clark Kent.