"WOOF! WOOF! ARF!"

"Krypto-can it!" Celeste threw her pillow at the Kryptonian mutt.

"ARP!" Krypto fell on to the carpet from his spot in the air.

Roxi pushed herself off her stomach and looked at Celeste sleepily. "Whazz with all the racket?"

"Hey, Cel-El! You gonna sleep all day, Mutt, or are you coming down for breakfast!"

Roxi was instantly awake. "What did Conner call you?"

"Cel-El. It's my Kryptonian name like Daddy's is Kal-El and Conner's is Con-El." Celeste said getting out of bed. "Come on, I think Daddy's making Pancakes the Krypton way."

"Excuse me?" Roxi asked following Celeste and Krypto downstairs. "How do you make 'Pancakes the Krypton way'?"

Celeste grinned as she flew over the railing. Roxi smiled at her and sped downstairs, skidding to a perfect stop by the kitchen door.

"I win." Roxi teased the Super.

"Haha, Rox." Celeste landed with Krypto right behind her. "But I wasn't flying to win."

"Sure you weren't." Roxi said jokingly entering the kitchen. At the stove was Celeste's father, Clark Kent heating a skillet with heat vision. "Hi, Mr. Kent."

Clark jumped, pushing his glasses higher on his nose as if they had been naturally slipping. "O-oh, hi, Roxanne. When did…when did you get here?"

"She came last night, Daddy." Celeste told him siting at the table next to her BFF.

"L-l-last night? But Los Angeles is a several day drive from here!" Clark stammered. "I know you don't have enough for a plane, ticket, Roxanne. So how did you get here?"

"I ran." Roxi shrugged. Clark gapped looking at his daughter.

"She's super fast, Daddy!" Celeste beamed. "She's totally cool! She knows I'm ½ Kryptonian!"

"Celeste Leanna Kent!" Clark rattling off Celeste's full name never meant anything good was to come.

"It's okay, Mr. Kent. I'm a hero now too." Roxi explained. "I have super speed like Uncle Wally. I'm Miss Flash."

Conner spat out the milk he was drinking out of surprise. "You're the little wannabe Bart and Thad were supposed to escort home!"

"Wannabe! I'm not a wannabe!" Roxi yelled standing, her hands hitting the table. "I'm the real deal, clone boy!"

"Hey!" Conner crushed the glass in his hand easily, spilling milk everywhere. "I'm gonna pound you for that!"

Roxi's hand hovered over her locket. "You think you can catch me, turtle shell?"

Clark sat down in a chair and propped his chin with his hand. "Great. Not another Flash-Super argument."

Celeste sighed and nodded in agreement as the pair stood off.

"You're not worth my time." Conner dusted off his hands. He turned to leave but Roxi was suddenly in front of him, leaning against the wall.

"What's the matter, afraid you'll lose a race to a girl-your little sister's best friend?" Roxi asked inspecting her nails. She smirked, looking up at the Kryptonian boy. Celeste hid a smile and a laugh behind her hand. Clark sighed as he took a sip of his coffee.

"I have this weird feeling that this is going to be a long day…"