A/N: This chapter is short and kind of odd but it's an idea I've had since seeing the latest installment of a certain franchise last summer. I'm still not sure I got the tone I was looking for and I can't say much because I don't want to give too much away but here it is! Expect more soon, and thank you very, very much to all who reviewed. Please keep giving me feedback, guys. I want to get better but I need help if I am going to do so. Tell me what you liked, didn't like, and/or what to see more/less of.

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040. Sight

"Friend? For what reason did you call the male reporter 'sir' and insist upon getting his autograph?" Starfire asked Beast Boy. The Titans had just finished an exclusive interview with an out of town newspaper and were piling into the T-Car.

The changeling shot Starfire an incredulous look as he snapped on his seatbelt. "Well, duh, Star! I'm still trying to figure out why the rest of you didn't!"

Robin turned in his seat to get a better look at his teammate. "Well, they are a famous reporting team but I had no idea you were so into the media, Beast Boy."

Beast Boy gave his leader an odd look. "Dude, that's not why I asked for his autograph. I wanted it because…well, you know, it was him. How could I pass up a chance like that?"

Cyborg used the rearview mirror to look back at his green-skinned friend. "A chance like what, B? I mean, yeah, the guy's a big name in his neck of the woods but not that big."

"Not that big—! Rae, are you hearin' this? They think that guy was just a normal…" Beast Boy trailed off as he noticed the confused look on her face. His jaw dropped. "…please tell me you're kidding."

The dark Titan slowly shook her head, watching him with a raised eyebrow. "Not that it's anything unusual but no, Beast Boy, I have no idea what you're talking about."

"I believe we are all confused," Starfire added.

Beast Boy stared at each of them in turn, eyes wide with disbelief. This was unreal. They honestly did not seem to know what he was talking about. "Guys, come on. It was obvious. You had to notice."

"Notice what?"

"DUDES!" Beast Boy shouted, waving his arms to emphasis just how shocked he was. "Do you all need to have your vision checked? That was him!"

"We've established that but who is…wait. Wait, you think…" The Boy Wonder trailed off as each of the Titans seemed to realize what Beast Boy was talking about. There was a slight pause before three occupants of T-Car erupted with laughter. The fourth, Raven, even seemed to be amused enough to give a slight smirk. "Congratulations, Beast Boy, that's the best joke you've told in months."

The last occupant seemed to find the situation far less comical. "I'm not joking. Geez, if anything I should be laughing at you guys for missing something so totally obvious."

It took the Titans another minute to realize that their changeling was completely serious. When they did, they eyed him with astonishment.

"Beast Boy, no. There is just no way. I can't believe that idea would even enter your head," Cyborg said. The cybernetic teen then looked thoughtful. "On second thought, yes, I can."

"Look at the evidence!" Beast Boy exclaimed indignantly, ignoring Raven's comment that there was no evidence. "Those two have the same body build, the same hair, the same face, and the same eyes! They're either the same guy or he's got a clone that no one knows about!"

Concern was evident in Starfire's face. "Beast Boy, is it perhaps possible that some of the refrigerator's blue fuzz fused with your tofu and addled your brain?"

"My brain is not addled!"

"BB, it's just not possible. The guy we met is the epitome of mild mannered. Can you imagine him out-running a train or hopping over the Daily Planet?" Robin reasoned. Maybe Starfire was right. Something had to be messing with the changeling's head for him to come up with something so outrageous. "Plus, Ms. Lane is practically the expert on her city's vigilante. Don't you think she would have noticed if her partner was him?"

Beast Boy snorted derisively, crossing his arms. "Those coke-bottle glasses seem to be fooling everybody, including you, Mr. World's Greatest Boy Detective. Hmph, more like defective if you ask me…"

He continued to grumble to himself, shaking his head in disbelief and slight disgust. He couldn't believe that they would be so oblivious to something that was right in front of their faces. How could they have missed such an uncanny resemblance? How could anyone have missed it?

Looking down at the autographed napkin in his hands, Beast Boy was certain. Clark Kent was so Superman.