MONITOR DUTY?
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Superman flew towards downtown Metropolis which was a bevy of pandemonium and destruction. A robot the size of skyscraper used lasers from both its palms and giant cyclopic eye to wreak havoc upon the city.
He pulled out his cell and found the group text. 'There's a giant robot in Metropolis. Need all hands.' He pressed the send button and tucked his phone away before flying towards the steel monstrosity currently giving downtown a face lift.
The robot noticed him and in seconds he was dodging incessant bursts of particle beams. Vaguely, while trying not to get fried he heard his phone beep four times in rapid succession. What now? He evaded the bursts, managing to deal it a sound uppercut that sent it careening backwards.
He retrieved his phone to read the messages:
'Sorry monitor duty,' Aquaman sent.
'Me too.' Came Wonder Woman's reply.
'Me three.' Hal responded.
'All of us, gotta watch those monitors.' Green Arrow answered, message ending with a winking emoji.
Superman looked up from his phone, trying to ignore the screams below so he could focus on the fight in front of him. His eyes widened. Well that didn't look good. The Robot of friggin' death ran full speed towards him each step sounding like thunderclaps, spikes protruding from its body. 'And just what's on those monitors?' He couldn't believe in this situation his team members all decided to watch the monitors. Nothing was that important.
He clashed with Deathbot, avoiding its spikes while delivering punishing blows to its metallic body. Another brutal left hook sent it sprawling on its back one half of its face caved inwards.
He withdrew his phone to look at the reply. It was from Bruce. 'The season premiere of Into the Badlands.' Clark's jaw went slack with shock and high levels of disappointed indignation. They ditched him to watch a TV show?!
'You're watching a show?! People are burning down here!' He punctuated the message with dozens of varying angry emojis. His gaze drifted to the street below where first responders ran about like ants trying to help those in need.
His phone beeped. He looked down at the message. It was from Flash. 'I ran into the future and watched the entire next season. People are animals. Let them burn.'
Superman face palmed, he'd have a heart-to-heart with Flash later, almost afraid to read the message when his phone beeped. 'You got this Big Guy!' A thumbs-up and heart sign ended the message sent by Hal.
He sighed and sped towards the recovering robot like a bullet. They'd better not spoil the premiere for him or so fraggin help him God...
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Poor Superman. I don't know why but I just love messing with him (^_^)