Have A 'Sit Down'
"Ma, just let me explain." Bruce began to edge his way towards the door, but the second he moved the shotgun was pointed at him but her attention never moved away from Clark.
"I like you, Bruce. I'd hate to have to shoot you. I know you don't like guns and I hated having to bring one in your house, but I had to do what I had to do for my grandson's sake."
Bruce slightly inclined his head. "Now both of you boys are going to sit down and listen while I talk."
"Okay, Ma. Just put the shotgun down. You know that it can't hurt me."
Martha Kent arched a brow. "Son, do you honestly think I'm stupid enough to bring a useless weapon to a battle with me?"
Of course, she wasn't. She was Martha Kent-the woman who had not one, not two, but three Superchildren and a Superdog.
There was a reason Kara would never take up the mantle as Superwoman. Because that title belonged to the woman she thought of as a mother.