A/N: Here is chapter 5! Sorry if anyone caught my mishap with posting it before!

Disclaimer: I don't own LOSH. I do own Alariah, he's a total nut. :)

Superman was in the kitchen, making all the napkins set on fire. A very strange thing to do indeed. Then he heard a loud battle cry.

"Tek'rekkt'lah!" Al screamed, his normally icy blue eyes glowing red.

He rammed into Superman, and pushed him up against the wall. The two fought in the kitchen, then, realizing that Timberwolf would be livid if they completely broke his kitchen, slowly moved the battle out of there and into the sim room. Al then shifted his form a bit, the normally crystalline white spikes on the end of his long black reptilian tail shifting to a glowing green, his claws doing the same. Superman began to weaken, and once Al scratched him, he fell to the ground unconscious.

Cosmic Boy then ordered them to detain Superman, and called a meeting.

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"Al, that was completely unnecessary!"

"You said I could!"

"I did not!"

"Did too! Check the security tapes!"

"Fine, maybe I did…"

"Told ya."

"But still! Did you have to use Kryptonite?"

"Um, yeah duh. It's the only thing that will hurt him."

"Nuh-uh!"

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah! Magic hurts him too genius!"

"Well I didn't think you'd want me using Dark Magic in HQ!"

Cosmic Boy and Alariah argued over this stuff for almost an hour, and Phantom Girl had had enough. She walked up to Al and pulled down his hood, which he had been wearing up since he let her cut his hair.

Al gave an over dramatic gasp. "Nooooo!" He yelled, pulling his hood back up so it almost completely covered his face.

Cosmic Boy stared open mouthed. "I cannot believe that you cut his hair that short. I can't believe he let you!"

"Careful Cos, I still have the pictures of you as a freshman. Your costume is sooooo dorky!" Phantom Girl said.

"She has shamed me!" Al screamed, being his usual theatrical self. "Zek kull'ruun deemx kruthur! Mur'kepp'kt sen brugal!"

He ranted in Ilearian for a little while longer, wildly gesturing with his hands, then turned to his teammates and smiled, his hood falling back down.

"Ok, I'm done now." He said.

"Thank you." Cosmic Boy said. "Now, what caused Superman's mood to change so suddenly?"

"The necklace." Al said absentmindedly.

"My necklace?" Phantom Girl asked, shocked.

"Yes." He replied.

"Why?" Everyone chorused.

"It was Red Kryptonite. It has strange effects on any Kryptonian. While green K simply weakens them, the red K causes them to act completely unlike themselves. In Superman's case, instead of being an overly kind farm boy, he was a rude, envious jock who apparently has a vendetta against napkins." Al looked pleased that he knew something they didn't.

"Will he be ok when he wakes up?" Brainy asked, concerned.

"He'll be fine in a couple hours." Al said.

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Superman woke up in a room with no windows or visible doors and red solar light radiating throughout the room. Right away he knew something had happened. His memory was completely blank. What did he do? He knew this was one of the holding cells at Legion HQ. Legion members were only put in here if they were extremely violent.

"Guys?" He yelled. Nobody answered. "Anyone there?" Still no answer. He backed up to the wall and sunk to the floor. He put his head in his hands, obviously upset. What had he done wrong?

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It had been over three hours since Superman had woken up in the room that Al came in.

"I need to do a telepathic mind scan. See if you're stable." Was all he said.

"Alright, but what did I do?" He asked

"Red Kryptonite. Caused you to be a major jerk. You burned all the napkins." Al smirked.

Superman couldn't help but laugh at that.

"Looks like you're ok now, but Phantom Girl's necklace is a no-no for you, got it mister?" Al said teasingly.

"Ha. Ok Al." Superman said. Then he noticed something. "Your hair is really short. Did Tinya do it?"

"Yeah. She has shamed me." Al smirked again. "Brainy will be glad you're ok."

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It was lunchtime the next day for the Legion, and Superman still felt like an idiot. He hurt Brainy when he was a little three-year-old. That's not what superheroes were supposed to do. He didn't know how to apologize. He felt a tug on his cape. Looks like there's no time like the present.

Brainy sat there and stared at the floor for a minute. Then he spoke so quietly that it was a wonder Superman heard him, even with his super hearing.

"Why did you push me? I thought the Legion was family." Brainy asked timidly. He still wouldn't look Superman in the eye.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to." Was all he could say.

"Then why?" Brainy couldn't understand what the red K had done to Superman.

Superman sighed. He didn't know how to explain something to this child that he barely understood himself. "I don't know Brainy. Maybe Al or Saturn Girl can explain it."

Brainy looked at him, a feeling of defeat clearly written all over his face. He then looked up at Superman and did the last thing anyone would've expected of the child. They thought he would yell, or try to hurt him back, but instead Brainy hugged him.

"I'm happy that we have the good Superman back." Brainy said. "The other one had bad manners and was mean."

Superman couldn't help but laugh at that. The child was happy that he had good manners again. Figures.

Al walked in and stood in the middle of the room, and took a deep breath. Brainy crouched and covered his ears.

"IT'S SNOWING OUTSIDE! SNOWBALL FIIIIIIIIGHT!" Al yelled. Most of the Legionnaires rolled their eyes. Al insisted upon doing this old twenty-first century pastime every year. Superman was the only one who didn't think it was ridiculous.

"What's that?" A clueless Brainy asked.

Al smirked. "If anyone says no this year I will curse you a thousand times over. We will teach Brainy the joys of the snowball fight!"

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