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FIRST STORY! Hope you enjoy it!

So I've been having this really strange feeling. It started soon after my trip to Metropolis, and no matter how many villains I beat up, it just won't go away.

So I'm patrolling the skies over the city, which, looking back on it is a complete waste of time. I mean, it's the big ass Man-of-Steel's territory! The only people stupid enough to try something in broad daylight are low-level bank robbers, and they sure as hell ain't worth my time!

I finally give up and start heading home when lo-and-behold; a bridge decides to start collapsing! And just when I'm starting to get hyped, BAM! The big blue bastard himself decides to show up! Since there was no way I'm leaving because I WAS THERE FIRST, I start moving people away after he flies under to fix it. I put out my fire to carry civvies because, to my everlasting shame, I do not have super strength. Don't get me wrong, my muscles have muscles, but it's nothing superhuman.

I start trying to drag a car away from the edge when a sudden impact shakes the bridge. When I glance up, I'm annoyed to see Superboy, that clone the sidekicks picked up in Cadmus a couple weeks back. 'What, is it a family thing to interrupt my missions now?' It's not that I don't respect the guy; I'm just seriously pissed at anyone with the S. Maybe the whole goody-two-shoes nature just disgusts me.

So he's dragging cars away from the side like it's nothing, but a school bus is a bit harder for the boy. I finally get my damn car up when Superman comes back, picking up the bus and knocking SB on his ass in the process. As he puts it down, Superboy goes over to him, looking justifiably ticked. "I had that!"

"I didn't want to take any chances. That landing could have caused the entire bridge to collapse." Now, I was about to go over and blast him for the same thing, but it bothered me that Daddy Dearest was being so condescending. That's probably because I have my own daddy issues. I tune back in to hear Superjerk continue the lecture with an almost robotic tone to it. "You need to be careful, since we don't know the full extent of your powers yet." "Then do you think you could… I don't know, help me figure it out?"

Oh. My. Gosh. Anybody and their grandma could hear the hopeful tone of his voice! "Batman's got that covered." Batman. BATMAN! Okay, this guy is either dense or a complete asshole. I'm thinking its dense asshole. "I know but-!" Superass cuts him off by answering a call. "Superman here. Slow down Arrow, what's attacking?... No, I'm definitely available." 'Definitely available'? Wow. Just WOW. I don't know how SB is feeling, but I am literally melting into the pavement in anger here, and this ain't even my dad!

"Well, I've gotta go. Duty calls." As Superman flies away, I realize I'd better say something or seem like a creepy stalker. "'Duty calls?' that's a boring line to fly away after. So cliché." Damnit Miss Magma! That makes it totally obvious that I was listening the whole time. Creepy stalker status secured. "What do you want Miss Magma?" Wait, did he just GROWL at me? He must me more upset than I thought. If he's like me, he could end up taking it out on somebody who doesn't deserve it if he doesn't let out some frustration. So I did what I do best. Provoke him.

"Hey, don't get pissy with me just 'cause daddy treats you like crap! Man, it must be painful to save people and have him be like, 'oh, you could have done better.'" "Shut up, Miss Magma!"

Oh GOD I should stop talking! Although he's clearly getting mad… If I can help him blow off steam, I guess it doesn't matter if he hates me. "Maybe don't shake the bridge next time and you might get a 'decent' out of him." "Shut UP, Miss Magma!" he yells as he lunges at me.

There! Now just fight him till he's tired. Maybe by then I'll think of something nice to say… Not likely. I can't hand to hand a Kryptonian, full power or not, so I just pelt him with fireballs from a safe distance. I know I'm fighting dirty, don't JuDgE MEEEEEE! "By the way, I don't know how you expect to BE Superman someday without spandex. Cape's a must-have too. Perfect weak spot! Instant choker hold."

So it goes on with me insulting him and the big guy, and him flailing uselessly trying to hit me. Eventually he gets tired, and crumples down onto the pavement. I land next to him and cradle his face in my hands. Very risky, I know, but I want to get my point across. "Everyone's got problems." Gosh, my voice sounds EVIL! I soften my tone a bit, because I can tell he's really hurting. "But that means we're all here for each other. You don't have to be Superman, just be SB."

I lean over and kiss his cheek without thinking. His eyes widen a little as I lurch back. I am SO thankful the flames around my face hide my blush, because I could just die of embarrassment! I rocket myself into the air, but since I haven't completely lost my head, I throw a quick 'bye' over my shoulder before getting my ass out of the PDQ. I turn around after I'm far enough away and watch him bound off.

My chest gets really tight all of a sudden and my lips feel all tingly. Hang on a sec…This feeling…could it be LOVE?!