Prompt: AU where Brainy's mom was a Legionnaire, she married the Kryptonian Legionnaire Kal-El (because I'm too lazy to name people), had Querl and didn't abandon him, and adopted an Ilearian orphan (Al). Oh boy, this'll be a doozey.

Special thanks to KatnissThaliaMaxZoey for allowing me to use the name they came up with for Brainac 4. I'm so not original with names

First person, Brainiac 4 POV. Yes they call her Brainy. Video call.


I was exhausted. I, Fabala Dox, better known as Brainiac 4, was completely and utterly exhausted. I may have retired from the Legion with Kal five years ago, but that didn't mean that married life was any easier. Kal just got the boys lunch, giving me time to just sleep. Imagine my frustration when I had only just lied down, to have a video call come through.

"Brainy!" Garth greeted cheerfully.

"Hey Garth. Been a while." I reply wearily.

"You look exhausted! Were you attacked? He asked, ever the Legionnaire. He and Imra had eight year old twins, who were probably already training to be the next generation of Legionnaires. I don't remember them ever leaving headquarters to be an actual family. Kal and I helped raise the twins until they were about two, then we left to get married and start our own family.

"Not unless you count the needs of my family." I reply with a laugh.

"Kal can't really be that bad!" Garth insisted.

It dawned on me that he didn't know about the boys. I felt awful. The Legion was the nearest thing I had to family, they should've been some of the first people we told, but there were some complications with Querl, having both Kryptonian and Coluan DNA, not to mention his older brother, I guess it just slipped our minds.

"Actually…" I began, about to explain what my family had become, when four year old Querl ran through the door.

"Momma momma! Look!" He said, presenting me with a sloppy crayon drawing of our family. I was delighted to discover he had included Al, even though they weren't related by blood.

"Sweetie, did you draw that?" I asked. Querl nodded proudly.

"It's beautiful! I'm gonna go hang it on the fridge!" I exclaim, getting up and instructing the vid link screen to follow me.

"Brainy, you're a mom?!" Garth asked in shock.

"Heh, yeah, there were some… complications when these two came into our lives, so I never really got around to contacting you…" I explain sheepishly.

"Wait, two? Did you have twins or something? Imra! Get over here! Brainy's a mom!" He called to his wife in excitement.

"No, I didn't have twins." I began when Imra appeared on the other end of the call. "This is Querl. He's four, and he's my biological son. Querl, this is your Aunt Imra and Uncle Garth." I said, causing them both to blush. I then motioned for Alariah to come over.

"This is Alariah." I said when he appeared on screen. "He's six, and he's Ilearian. We call him Al for short."

"I'm a dog bed." Al said seriously.

"No, sweetie. You're adopted. It means we added you to our family. A feral creature does not sleep on you." I explain calmly. Alariah was still having trouble with his Interlac. Two years could only teach someone so much, especially coming from a language and culture so different from that of New Krypton, where my family and I live.

"Oh. Okay, I'm adopted. A federal creature not sleep on me." He repeated, nodding as if to confirm this for himself.

I sigh and shake my head, smiling. Teaching this kid proper Interlac will not be an easy task.

"Is that Garth?" I hear Kal ask from the other room.

"Yeah, wanna come talk to him?" I call in reply. His answer comes in the form of a Kryptonian flying across the room at an incredible speed. To this day I still wonder how I ever was able to catch him.

"Garth! Man, it's been ages! What you up to?" Kal asked.

"The twins just turned eight, and they get to begin the absolute most basic training we could think of. Man, they're so excited!" He told us. We talked a bit more about what the Legion had become, how amazed we were that our little superhero club had come this far, so on and so forth. After a while, I decided that it was time for Garth to come clean. There was no way this was purely a social call.

"So Garth, why did you call? I asked.

"Well, we wanted to see if you two were interested in updating your status to reserve, or maybe even returning to HQ to act as mentors to some of your younger members, but it looks like you've got your hands full." He said, sounding slightly disappointed.

"Yeah, sorry Garth. Maybe someday, though." Kal replied.

"We can only hope." Garth added, smirking.

We said our goodbyes and hung up, returning to our daily lives. It was nice to know Kal and I could disappear for five years, and yet we could still talk to them like we had last spoken yesterday. I guess that's what happens when your friends are so close that they become like family.

Looking over at my boys, Al now attempting a crayon drawing of his own, and Querl choosing where to hang his on the fridge, I smile. I can only hope to give them as good a family as the Legion gave me.

Fin.