09/27/14

Another day late and another dollar short submission.

Based on the Once Upon a Time and Legion of Superheroes crossover picture Yu-Gi-Ah drew for my birthday earlier this year.

Fanfiction Friday

For once it wasn't the Time Bubble malfunctioning that caused something weird to Brainy that sent him, and Superman, to another dimension. They had just been walking to a Legion meeting about Imperiax when something materialized before them, something golden in the shape of a giant orb, and wrapped around them. Superman had been unable to punch through and the orb dematerialized from their world and quite literally dropped them into another world. Worse yet, Brainy landed again, quite literally, onto the lap of who seemed to have summoned them there.

This person was a man with light brown hair, about the same length as Brainy's had been before he had cut it if not a little shorter and golden skin that sparkled the same way the orb had. His eyes were a strange yellow gold as well and he chuckled at Brainy's sudden appearance in his lap.

"What's got you so green with envy dearie," the man asked in a delighted matter.

"My entire race is green skinned, envy has nothing to do with it," Brainy frowned, managing to get to his feet and getting a few steps away from the man. "And you're one to talk seeing how you glitter like a golden disco ball."

Again the man chuckled, practically a giggle really as he too stood.

"Not sure what disco is but my lovely complexion was a lovely side effect from a lovely murder that gave me my lovely power."

"Not a good thing to admit to being a murderer in front of a couple of superheroes," Superman all but growled from behind Brainy.

"You don't look all that super to me dearie," the man gestured toward Superman in an off handed matter.

Not wanting to turn his back to the man, Brainy only half turned to look at Superman, surprised to find that his clothes had indeed changed. His super suit replaced by medieval garb; a blue over shirt, similar to a jacket, with buckles most of the length at the front with a black string laced toward the top near the collar. There was white trim at the wrists and a bit of a white poking out under the jacket near the collar, from a under shirt. His pants were a reddish brown, almost a burgundy, with dark brown laced boots. He looked like something out of a fairy tale.

Then Brainy noticed his own clothes had changed as well. He had similar black boots to Clark's brown ones and black pants that almost felt more like leggings with how close they laid onto his skin. His shirt was also black but was more like a dress shirt, his Brainiac insignia embroidered into the cuffs of his sleeves. On top of the shirt was a purple vest with golden trim along with a golden belt.

If this were a fairy tale Clark would definitely be the prince charming of the story. Brainy wasn't sure if he was supposed to be some noble side kick or the villain.

"Now," the man called their attention back to him, "Care to make a deal with Rumpelstiltskin dearies?"

It truly was a fairy tale in this world; a truly odd fairy tale different from those of Clark's childhood or adult understanding of them. He never imagined Rumpelstiltskin would summon them from another dimension, seeking help of another magical being to help him travel worlds only to end up with him and Brainy. He never thought he would be sitting, being served tea by Belle, Rumpelstiltskin's servant or something more from the way the golden man looked over at her on occasion when she wasn't looking, as she smiled and told him to relax while the "warlocks" discussed business.

At least Brainy seemed to have the situation under control. He stood with his hands calmly behind his back, half smiling as he listened to Rumpelstiltskin's bargain.

If they were to be in a fairy tale Clark supposed Brainy would be the kind sorcerer that helped heroes on their quests. Though Brainy's sorcery was more in the nature of science, he at least didn't deny magic's existence anymore like when they had first met.

Trusting that Brainy would see them through this, Clark wondered if he could ask Belle about the chipped tea cup.

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