The worst of Kara Danvers' life started at about 6:39 am on a certain Saturday morning, somewhere in National City, California.

The woman known as Supergirl did not remember much about what happened before the dream she had. She did remember that she sat alone in a room on a sofa. She wasn't weeping, but she felt like was about to. Yes, she had a family, friends, and three women she was going to intimate with. But they were not there. She was also not in The Suit, but bespectacled wearing a yellow t-shirt, black Wranglers, and a pair of Skechers.

She heard a voice. A female voice. One that was familiar to her, but one that was not usually a friendly one. "What's the matter, Kara Danvers?" She recognized the voice, and she probably thought that line would be dripping with sarcasm, but this time she noted that the voice had a genuine concern about it.

She tried to shoo it off at first, knowing that the possessor of the voice usually had no compassion towards her. But this was different. The voice, older and seemingly wiser, seemed to be very caring about her. Things happened, and there was kissing and more kissing...

Lillian Luthor was also somewhere in National City. She doesn't remember much about what happened before her dream. She will remember that walked into a room, alone. It was the most alone she had felt in 55 years of life. She was rich and powerful, and after years of misplaced anger, after losing a son who vanished, her stepdaughter to a certain Kryptonian, and someone who was then the love of her life in a rather violent fashion. Out of nowhere, Lillian heard a voice. A female voice. One that was familiar to her, but one that was not usually a friendly one. "What's the matter, Lillie?" She recognized the voice, and she probably thought that line would be dripping with sarcasm, but this time she noted that the voice had a genuine concern about it.

She tried to shoo it off at first, knowing that the possessor of the voice usually had no compassion towards her, usually. But this was different. The voice, much younger than she, seemed to be very caring about the woman some called a mad scientist. The younger, fairer-haired woman bent down, touched her face, and kissed Lillian...deeper and deeper...

It was a dream, of course. A nice dream, but a dream nonetheless. And somewhere in national City, both Kara and Lillian eventually had to wake up from their slumber. Each, amazingly, awakened at the same time then turned around in each was sleeping in.

And at the moment they did, each let out an ear-piercing scream.

For the bed that Kara slept on and the bed that Lillian slept in were the same bed.

And the screams were louder when they discovered that both of them were absolutely naked.

There was much cursing and accusations... And accusations and cursing. After all neither of them could remember how they got into the room they were in, or how they achieved the state of address that they were in.

Then the cursing and the accusations stopped as they stared at a mirror that was in the room. It was apparently a hotel room. The bed was nice, the HDTV was quite large, it was nicely furnished, including a dresser with the aforementioned mirror. And on that mirror, apparently written in lipstick, what's the following...

"ZIP ZIP HOORAY!"

Both the Kryptonian and the Villain were puzzled by the rather cryptic wording on the mirror, not to mention...

KD

LL

This was drawn inside of a heart with an arrow crawl through it also a lipstick drawn piece of art.

But what really set both over the edge what's a piece of paper that was tucked inside of the mirror edge. It was an official-looking piece of paper

Specifically, it had both Kara Danvers' and Lillian Luthor's names clearly printed.

It was a marriage license.

In abject horror, both women rushed to the window and peeked through it.

It overlooked a rather beautiful, blue-skied, sun-drenched vision of the Las Vegas strip.

That was when the screaming started anew and a horrified Kara ran into they luxuriously appointed bathroom and locked the door, leaving an equally horrified Lillian in the equally luxuriously appointed boudoir.

And both women in their places realized that the Maid of Might ® and the Most Evil Woman In The World were married A.F.

And both wondered what would happen when the world found out.

They wouldn't have long to find out...

TBC

Author's Notes:

Yep, you read that right. The SuperLillian fic no one in their right mind ever asked for. But I promise, if you stay with this, and I stay with this, this could be very interesting. If you want this of course.

Oh, and by the way, it's based on a movie from 1963. It started Doris Day and Rock Hudson, and the writer eventually created The Beverly Hillbillies the following year. It even featured the woman who would go on to play Ellie May. And once you figure out what the name of the movie is oh, you may find out call Kara and Lillian got into that state of unholy matrimony.

Comments, criticisms, bouquets, and brickbats are welcome.

Oh, that other Lillian fic... working on it.