Some Girls I: Same Old Situation
by Ang Griffen
November 2004
Disclaimers: DC's, sucka.
Spoilers: None.
Summary: Why does this always happen to us?
Ratings Note: PG-13
"Why does this stuff always happen to us?" Beetle was pacing around the lab. It was starting to make Booster dizzy.
"It might have something to do with when the big, bulky, bad guy stormed through the building, and you decided that throwing the contents of Fire's underwear drawer at him was a good idea," Booster answered.
"In my defense," Beetle began, "I had no idea it was her underwear drawer."
Booster favored Beetle with a distinctly incredulous look.
"Secondly, I was entirely unaware that her underwear had so littlethat it was"
"Flimsy? Lacy? Practically transparent?"
Beetle stopped pacing, and turned to point at Booster accusingly. "Thirdly. When you wrestled the big, bulky, bad guy into one of said bras and told him he looked awfully pretty? May have added insult to injury."
Booster held up his hands in surrender. "Point."
"What are we going to do?" Beetle asked, and held his arms out and looked down at his body. Her body. The baggy sweatshirt did nothing to hide the swell of breasts, and there was no denying the feminine curve of his hips. "I can't run Kord International like this! I can't even fight crime like this!"
"Fire and Ice manage okay," Booster said.
"My center of gravity's all screwed up," Beetle explained. "And why aren't you freaking out about this? Why am I the only one who understands how upsetting this is?"
"I'm looking on the bright side."
"Which is...?"
"Hot lesbian sex," Booster answered, looking pointedly at Beetle.
And, hey, Booster was pretty hot in that statuesque blonde way that female supers often were. He was probably still well over six feet tall. He had a really great rack.
Beetle sat down on his chair and cradled his head in his hands. "Why? Why always us?"
