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'Tis the Season
Phase One – Shayera Hol
Clark smiled pleasantly as he saw the Thanagarian approaching him down the corridor.
"Shayera. I wanted to talk to you."
She looked behind her quickly. "Okay."
"Are you all right?"
"I'm fine. What's the problem?"
"Um… do you want to go to a Christmas dinner?"
"Fine, fine. Who's going?"
"I'm hoping to just make it the original seven-"
"Uh huh, uh huh- listen, I really need to go."
A loud voice echoed down the hallway. "Where'd you go, Birdnose?"
Shayera quickly darted behind Superman's large frame, and the Creeper bounded around the corner, mistletoe lightly held between his thumb and forefinger.
"Hello, Superman!"
"…Creeper."
"Have you seen Birdnose?"
"I… no, I haven't."
The yellow skinned manic reporter took in Clark's uncomfortable demeanour. "You're lying, Superman. Do you know how I know?"
"Um… no."
"Neither do I! Heh!"
"…right. Creeper?"
"Yyyyyyeeeeessss?"
"Why are you looking for Birdnose-"
Shayera elbowed him in the back.
"-Shayera anyway?"
"There was mistletoe above the doorway. She's got to give me a kiss! IT'S CHRISTMAS TRADITION!"
Clark took on his most imposing Superman pose. "Look, either you leave Shayera alone, or you'll have to kiss me. Okay?"
Creeper considered it for a moment before giving Superman a big kiss. He skipped off down the corridor happily.
Minutes later, Superman finally spoke.
"Shayera?"
"Yeah?"
"You do realise you're now coming to the next twenty Christmas dinners?"
"Yeah."
The Man of Steel nodded. "As long as that's clear."