It had been a day like everyone else at the Daily-Planet…

Colleagues rushing around to keep their deadlines, phones ringing, Perry White yelling something, people walking in and out to deliver or to pick up something, and of course Clark… who was rushing out three times of the office to 'get coffee' or 'go to the restroom' or whatever apology he had to come up with to handle a Superman-job.

Lois Lane (sometimes referred as Lois Lane-Kent) sat on her desk and finished the last sentence of her article before sending it to the proofreader as ordered and leaned back with a bright smile. Another long investigation was done, and she was sure that the corrupt employee of the city's social housing authority will be punished for what he did.

"Lois, once again you nailed it!" Lois said proudly before her eyes wandered over to the screen where she could see her husband Clark, in his Superman-persona, lifting a van with a band out of danger when the bridge below them broke apart.

She was proud on Clark! Tonight, they will celebrate a bit! But before Lois could think about what pizza they could order, suddenly her phone start to ring. And on the screen, she could see that it was Johnathan's school…

A cold shiver ran down Lois' back. The only reason, her son's school would call her, was if something happened, the boy got sick, or if he got in trouble. She grabbed her phone and accepted the call immediately.

"Hello!"

"Mrs. Kent, this is Principal Mercer!" the familiar voice of Johnny's principal sound up. "I am calling because there was a… incident with your son!"

Lois shuddered. She didn't like the brief pause before the word 'incident'.

"What happened?"

"How fast can you be here?"

Lois looked on the clock and then over to Clark's desk, that was still unattended and then on the TV screen to see that he was still busy.

"I guess when I hurry… 45 minutes?!"

"Okay, we await you!"

Lois agreed and hung off before she turned around, turned off the computer and grabbed her things before she went to Perry, told him that she had to leave for an emergency regarding her son (which he was not happy about, too) and rushed to get to her son's school.

Since she and Clark usually walk to work, their car was at home. And Johnny's school was located in the other way further away from their work than their house. Lois knew, she would be sooner at Johnny's school, when she goes home, gets into the car, and drives the rest.

It took her almost one hour to arrive at New Troy Elementary School due to the crowded afternoon streets and the heavy traffic near the school. School just ended and most students already left or were about to leave when Lois walked to the principal's office and entered. The secretary led her inside where she was indeed already expected…

Johnny was looking a lot like his father when he was the same age. Same height, same build, same shameful face when he got caught. At least that's what Martha always said. Johnny's Asian descent from Lois' side was not very obvious. Lois couldn't count the many times her father complained that the boy seemed to have nothing from the Lane's side. Lois looked on her son and saw that his hair was tossed. There was a big stain of ink or paint on his chest. But he looked unhurt.

In the room where also Principal Mercer and Johnny's friend Lance Myers and his mother! Lance's face was full of paint, too!

"Ah, Mrs. Kent, there you are! Nice that you made it!" the principal said, discreetly tipping with her finger on her wristwatch.

"Sorry, the traffic!" Lois said and sat down on the vacant chair.

She could feel everyone looking on her a bit accusingly. But she did her best to get her as quick as possible.

"What happened?"

Lois barely finished when both boys start to wail and cry in an unreadable gibberish, trying to defend themselves.

"Silence!" the principal said harshly. "You are not in trouble because of your fight! You clarified it, you apologized, and you realized that what you did was not okay! I want to know about the damaged wall and how it happened!"

"Damaged wall?" Lois said shocked.

Suddenly the most horrific thoughts shot through her head. Johnathan was a good boy! He has good grades, he is kind, open, helpful, is eager and ambitious and most of all: He knows what's right and what's wrong! He would never damage school property on purpose! But that sentence: damaged wall? Every other mother in the world would call it ridiculous. But Lois knew better! Jonathan (Johnny) Samuel Kent was the son of Clark Kent, who is better known in public under his hero name 'Superman'… a man with powers, far beyond everything a human was capable of…

"You need to explain that!" Lois said, trying to not to sound too upset.

The principal looked on the boys harshly again to keep sure that they don't interfere before she starts to tell the mothers everything she already heard from the boys and what he knew by himself…

Johnny and Lance are friends. When they met on the way to school, they walk the rest together. And today on the way to school they passed a newspaper-stand where they spotted the latest issue of the 'official' Superman-magazine. Actually, just a fan-magazine, published by a small publisher that was part of the Daily-Planet's portfolio, but Lois didn't want to start with it now. She knew Clark felt awkward about them.

Anyway, the boys bought it together to read it later in school. After lunchbreak, both discovered a big Superman-poster inside. And then they start to fight over it. Not knowing who should get it, since they both paid the same amount of money. The fight got nastier and a bottle with ink got thrown. And then the poster tore in two, Johnathan stumbled backwards and hit the wall…

"Boys, that is just a poster! It is not worth to fight about such trivial things!" Lois complained.

"Sorry!" both boys said full of shame.

"So, and what is the issue? I mean the boys obviously realize that they exaggerated!"

"The issue, Mrs. Kent… is that there is now a hole in the wall! And I have 15 children who can all confirm that your son made this hole. With his fist!"

A cold shiver ran down Lois' back when she heard that! Jonathan is half-Kryptonian right. They knew that powers were always an option. But now? They boy is seven! He is in second grade! Too young for this secret!

"This is ridiculous! Jonathan is seven years old! How should he be able to make a hole into a wall?"

"Well, the hole is there now…" the principal said and opened a file on his computer to show Lois a picture of the hole.

Lois was shocked. But she tried to not to show it openly. There was indeed a small hole in the wall. As big as a child's fist. And it was a massive wall.

"Well… looks like this school is built of bad materials!" Lois said.

In truth, the fear rose inside of her… Johnny is the son of Superman… hell, the boy is half-Kryptonian! Of course he can punch holes into walls.

"Listen, that was a stupid accident! But my son is not able to punch holes into walls!" Lois told with a calm poker-face. "Maybe the hole was there before! Or that wall was really made of faulty bricks?"

"Mrs. Kent, I believe you! No child that age is that strong…" the principal continued looking on the boy again.

Johnny remained silent the whole time. He was visibly ashamed for everything.

"…where is the boy's father now? I can't remember that he ever came to any school-events!"

"Well… I texted him to come, too…" Lois said, taking her phone to discreetly use the unofficial Superman-app, that fans used to track the hero worldwide, to see where her husband was right now. She gasped when she realized that he went straight to the next emergency. "…Moldova…"

"Please where?" Jonathan's principal asked confused.

"The consulate of Moldova!" Lois quickly lied, praying to God that the Republic of Moldova has a consulate in Metropolis. "He tried to, but he didn't manage to come…"

"Yeah… well… about the fight between the boys, I think we can leave it be with a warning. I mean, they both apologized and they know that that fight was totally useless…" the principal told before he showed Lois the torn poster. "…especially considering what happened with the object they were fighting about!"

Lois couldn't resist, but she had to smile. Clark was torn in half, directly below his belt. And it looked a bit funny.

"Whatever happened to your wall, I am sure that it was a circumstance…"

"Guess so…" the principal said with a raised eyebrow.

A few minutes later, after more uncomfortable glares from the other women in the office, Lois and Jonathan sat in their car again to drive home…

The boy sat in the rear and remained silent during the whole ride. Lois was worried. Sure… kids fight! Even about trivial things! And he and Lance already reconciled. But the hole in the wall… gosh, the boy is just seven! He is in an age, where kids adore Superman more than anything else! Or was it maybe just a hoax.

"Johnny, that was not nice! Of both of you! I hope you two learned your lesson!"

"Yes, mommy!"

"As soon as your father is home, we have a talk about this!" Lois said.

"If he comes…" the boy moaned.

"Don't talk like that, young man!"

"But it's true!" the boy moaned again. "Daddy never makes it home on time! Or to the other things! And grandpa told me yesterday that he does not make it to our fishing-trip on Saturday."

Lois became pensive. It was true: Clark's responsibilities as Superman let him not much free time! And there were a lot of things he missed. School events, parents' evenings, holidays… on Johnny's last birthday, Clark came two hours too late because of a fire in a hospital… she would ask her father later, why he cancels the fishing-trips ever and ever again.

"Your father is working a lot, but it does not mean that he does not care about you! And you know your grandpa… he… well, he is pretty busy, too!" Lois said, a cold shiver running down her back again. "What was so special about that poster, that you and Lance start to fight?"

"Lance has so much Superman stuff in his room! He already has so many posters! But I don't have a poster of Superman, so I wanted it! But then Lance said that I should have one, because you are Lois Lane and you know Superman. So, everyone thinks I know Superman, too! And when I tell them that I never met him, nobody believes me… by the way, why you never ask Superman to show up!"

"We have talked about this, Jonathan!" Lois said, her face blushing.

It has been a live-time issue with the boy. Ever since the boy could think, and he understood that his mother and the 'flying man' were 'friends'. There were a lot of occasions were the boy asked questions, no other child in the world could ask…

Lois parked the car in the garage of their house and turned off the motor.

"Go inside… I check when your father will come home!" Lois ordered.

The boy left silently and went to the house. Lois took her phone again to check if Clark at least read her messages. Right then he finally called back…

"Hey, Lois… Sorry, I was busy! What happened?"

"Clark, come home and meet me in the garage! And watch out that Johnny does not see you!"

Lois hangs off and just a second later, Clark appeared in the garage in a blur and sat down next to her on the passenger seat, in full Superman-attire.

"What's wrong?"

"Clark… seriously? What if Johnny sees you?" Lois hissed.

"The boy is inside in his room. He doesn't see or hear us!" Clark defended himself.

"Yet!" Lois moaned. "He doesn't hear and see us yet!"

"What is that meaning?"

Lois moaned, before she began to tell Clark detailed what happened in School today, how difficult it was to get out of this situation and how moody Johnny was now. Clark became pale when he heard about the supposed hole…

"Well… ehm… Lara and Jor-El said that it could happen sometimes that the boy shows traces of powers but expect him to have powers one day. But… ehm… awww…" Clark had no words for it.

"Clark… Johnny is sooner or later getting suspicious. And not to forget that he notices your constant absences. Or how we always avoid posters of you…"

"Lois, we talked about it… Johnny sees me every day with my glasses. When there is a poster of me without glasses hanging in his room, he might sooner or later see the connection. And we both agreed that he is too young to know yet!"

"So, when we should tell him? When he is 14? After he figures out by himself? We both know that it would not be good. Or did you forget what Jon told us?"

Thinking about Jon, from the other Earth, who still sometimes visited them, let them booth shiver…

"Clark… Call me crazy… but I want to tell Johnny the truth! Now!"