Author's Notes
Me: Thank you for reviewing soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much! Okay. Today I came back and found Batboy gone. Oh, well. He'll be back… All I need is bait.
Kid Batman: (jumps down from shadows in ceiling) I heard that!
Me: Well… That was a stupid thing to do. And I thought you were, like, smart.
Kid Batman: I am! Unlike you!
Me: (snaps fingers) Aw. You're insulting me.
(Chains come out of nowhere and bind Batman.)
Kid Batman: (struggling to loosen chains) Not again!
Me: Mwahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! (Coughs) Ahem. Okay, Batboy. When I get to the third chapter, I'm hiring that announcer guy from Know Your Stars in All That; so I won't be bothering you anymore. The announcer will be bothering you instead. Isn't that great?
Kid Batman: (sarcastically) Yeah. Great.
Know your stars… Know your stars… Know your stars…
Announcer: Batman… Or should I say Batboy?
(Kid Batman sighs in annoyance.)
"I'm sorry, young sir, but you cannot enter without an adult," the waiter said impatiently down to the boy.
The "Pacified" Clark Kent tapped his chin thoughtfully. "But my… mom is just getting out of the car. She told me to go in first and wait at our table," he lied, pointing out at an unknowing Lois Lain (a/n: Is that how you spell her last name?), who was just entering the restaurant. "
"Very well. Do you know the name your table was reserved on?" the waiter inquired in defeat.
"Kent, Clark Kent," Kid Superman replied, standing on his tip-toes to peer over at the reservation roster. "Um. He's my dad."
The waiter raised a brow suspiciously but let his suspicions go and guided the boy over to a table by the restaurant's window then hurried away to attend to other customers.
Kid Superman, clad in a blue child's tuxedo, which he had quickly bought at the very last minute, sighed with relief and sank into his chair and out of view of the arriving Lois Lain. Hah. That waiter didn't even notice that the table was set for two and not three. I guess Dad won't be joining us for dinner today. Well… time to surprise Lois. The boy quickly bolted up from his hiding position but found the woman behind the restaurant's menu. Okay. Then she'll be surprised when she puts down the menu then.
Several moments later, Lois finally made a decision and placed the menu down on the tabletop. She stared at the eight-year-old boy with a great resemblance to Clark Kent in front of her in shock. "C- Clark?" she stuttered incredulously.
Kid Superman grinned playfully. "Surprise!"
Me: (to readers) Okay. I know the characters are out-of-character because I never really watched Justice League. Can anyone tell me anything about Justice League? Especially about the added characters in Justice League Unlimited because I barely watched those episodes.
Kid Batman: (to me) If you don't know anything about Justice League, then why are you bothering to write a fanfiction about it?
Me: I don't know…
Kid Batman: Ch. Whatever.
Announcer: (in mocking voice) Ch. Whatever. Pointy-eared rodent! So tell me, why a flying mouse?
Kid Batman: Bats aren't rodents. They're mammals.
Announcer: Do I really care?
Kid Batman: Shows what you know…
Announcer: Why do you wear an underwear outside your pants?
Kid Batman: …
Me: (to readers) Okay! Please, review and tell me what you thought! (to Kid Batman) Yeah. Why do you super heroes wear colored underwear outside your pants anyway?
Kid Batman: Black isn't a color. It's a shade. Why don't you go ask your stupid questions to Superman anyway?
Me: Because we like bothering you.