I think I might be retarded again. How is it possible that even with a Kryptonian brain, I still can't keep up with a human girl?
"Clark, don't feel bad, even Lex loses to me sometimes." The adorable brown-haired, blue eyed brat had a smug expression on her beautiful face.
"Fuck Starcraft. I give up." I had to control myself to avoid destroying the fancy computer I built recently. It could easily compete with the hardware in the future, but we were actually playing Starcraft 1. A relatively new game that came out a couple years ago. Lena also had a PC she built from scratch. Mine was just a small black box, while hers had a bunch of flashing neon lights and looked like a conventional gaming PC in the future.
"Aww, don't be a sore loser!" Lena giggled and nuzzled up against my right side, it was snowing heavily outside the windows of her penthouse in the Ivory Tower.
"I just don't understand how you can still beat me, even though my reflexes are so much faster than yours?" I could practically use Flashtime to play Starcraft, but she still wins almost every time we play anything against each other. It's not like she's cheating either. I would be able to tell pretty easily.
"I know you too well. I just predict what you're going to do and plan ahead." She put her head on my shoulder and held my right hand with both of hers, "You're always too cautious when you need to be aggressive and you're too aggressive when you need to take your time. But sometimes you do stupid things because you're trying to trick me, which works, but they're stupid things that make you lose anyway."
"I give up." I wasn't going to waste my damn Kryptonian brain cells on a stupid video game from the 90's anymore! 2001 just started and I wanted to make the most of it.
"Muah~!" She suddenly kissed the side of my mouth and widened her eyes in surprise, "Clark! You're growing a mustache!"
"I am?" I turned on the webcam and saw the two of us next to each other in our pink pajamas. Then I focused on my upper lip and I really did have some small hairs growing, "Huh, I must be starting puberty, finally."
"Ah, I'm really scared about starting puberty." Lena let go of me to squeeze her small breasts, "My boobs are already this big. What if I start menstruating soon? It seems so dumb. I need to hurry up and come up with a solution!"
"You can get pregnant." I rolled my eyes and she pushed me suddenly though I was able to react and allow her to move my body slightly instead of hurting herself.
"Who wants to get pregnant?!" She grumbled, "Menstruation is just the shedding of the lining of the uterus and removal of the unused egg. If I can just replace this process or inhibit it altogether, then I can avoid having periods altogether! No pointless cramping, bloating and pain!"
"That's true. It is kinda silly that people need to deal with menstruation." I mean, nanoscopic robots could do the job. Various biological options are also available. There are hormone suppressant and regulating pills that can be taken, birth control pills, there are also things like IUDs. But Lena didn't want to rely on those normal methods. She'd probably wanna come up with something special and ridiculous.
"Is it just your face that's growing hair now?" She casually pulled open her waistband and showed me the brown hairs on her little mound, "Do you think I should make a laser to remove my pubic hair? I like the way it looks, but if you think it looks bad, I'll get rid of it."
"It looks great." I pulled my waistband open and showed her my own mound but it was still bald for the most part. My dick was a lot bigger and veinier now days though. And my balls were definitely dropping.
"I think I see one." She reached into my sweatpants and grabbed a hair with her fingers, but no matter how much she pulled it, she couldn't rip it out. "Why is it so hard?" Lena grumbled as she used both hands.
I looked at the screen again and saw a little girl reaching into a little boy's pants, struggling to pull on something with both hands. It was so fucking difficult to not get a boner. But I managed. Somehow I managed to suppress myself.
"Here." I held her right hand and enveloped it in my biological force field. Then using my own strength and removing the protection of that particular hair, she was able to remove it.
"Ow!" She poked her finger with the hair and actually started bleeding, "Your hairs are so sharp!"
"You knew it would be and yet you did that anyway." I obviously had to cut my hair from time to time to keep it short or at least above my eyes at the longest. The trick I figured out was just doing the same thing. Coating scissors with my biological force field and removing the force field protecting the hairs. But even after that, the hairs are still super durable and dangerous
."See, even geniuses can make mistakes." Lena stuck her tongue out at me and giggled. Then she stuck her injured finger in her mouth, sucking away the blood like a little vampire. The tiny wound didn't last long and sealed quickly. Pretty normal. She didn't even need a bandaid.
"What are you gonna do with my pubic hair?" I saw her take out a small golden box from a drawer on the side of our desk. She opened it up and there were a bunch of other random hairs of mine in there. Each sealed inside plastic.
"Secret~!" She's been keeping my hair for years now. It's kinda creepy. Her mother was a Witch, but she's never done any witchcraft before. Unless you count the times she's macgyvered super technology out of basically nothing.
"Hey Clark, this might sound weird, but can you give me some sperm?" It was so fucking random that my cock throbbed uncontrollably and almost ripped a hole in my sweatpants.
"Umm, I don't think I can make sperm yet." I definitely would have noticed with how many times I jerk off a day.
"I'm not going to do anything weird with it!" She pouted and crossed her arms.
"When you say it like that, it sounds even more suspicious." I was especially concerned that her brother might actually be the one who wants my cum. But then again, I haven't seen him much the past few years. He's a busy bastard after all. At the very least, I haven't seen any superman clones cropping up yet.
"I just want to see what they look like under a microscope…" She wasn't telling the whole truth and she knew I knew it, "Okay, I wanted to keep them like little sea monkey pets! I had this cool idea for microscopic pets! But then I saw your penis and thought, what if I used sperm cells? Normal human sperm cells shouldn't live more than a few days outside the testicles, but what if your sperm cells are special? Wouldn't it be cool if we could keep a whole fish tank full of your sperm cells as pets?"
That is so fucking deranged, "Sounds like an awesome idea." This will 100% end terribly, but it would be a pretty hilarious way to spawn some kinda world-ending disaster.
"You're making fun of me in your mind, aren't you?" Lena pouted, "Never mind. I don't want your sperm anymore."
"Aww, that's a shame." I snickered and hugged the silly kid. She tried to push me away, but eventually gave up when she realized it was impossible.
"Clark, do you want to play Warcraft 2 instead?" In the end, we played a few more random strategy games that we both liked. Eventually moving onto Diablo 2 and yeah, didn't really accomplish much of anything.
Sometimes I wondered if I was being selfish or lazy? With my powers, I could definitely be a pretty high-end superhero, but instead, I'm basically just enjoying my winter vacation with my best friend.
It's not like I haven't been paying attention to things happening around the world though. The internet exists. With my abilities, I can theoretically scan through fuckloads of pages at the same time. But it was easier to just create an AI that could do that for me. Who wants to subject themselves to that much brain rot anyway?
Gotham is a fucking disaster, as per usual. Bane and the League of Assassins attacked Wayne Enterprises, they got repelled, hundreds died, the Penguin ran for Mayor and lost, hundreds died, the Joker blew up a hospital, hundreds died, the Riddler planted a bomb in two schools and Batman was only able to save one, hundreds of children died… Yeah, Gotham things. That's just the more high profile situations, while there were constantly all kinds of random events happening 24/7.
Should I go there and try to help? The issue is that of those hundred that died over and over again, except the kids, a lot of them were actually criminals and monsters. From a more long-term point of view, even the school kids would ultimately grow up to become criminals and monsters. So who am I really saving? From what? I think that hospital was the Joker blew up was actually the secret lair of Mr. Freeze?
Haven't heard anything about Poison Ivy yet though. Cat Woman recently stole some expensive jewelry though. That's about it. Nobody even died. Why would the media care if no one dies?
Metropolis without Superman experiences a fuckton of bank robberies, like it's kinda unreasonable. But it's still at the level of mundane, ordinary crimes. Police officers can deal with it. Not many meta-crimes yet. Even Gotham is mostly just normal criminals, maybe a humanoid crocodile or something every now and then.
Lucifer didn't even bother trying to hide his identity. He was pretty famous in Los Angeles. Owned a huge nightclub called the Lux. Pretty sure Chloe Decker is a few years older than me at the moment. Makes me wonder if I should get involved with that Angelic and Demonic bullshit or stay away altogether?
Star Labs exists and has existed for quite a while now, run by Harrison Wells, but who knows whether that's the real one or the fake one? Oliver Queen is a few years older than me. His father is a billionaire, so it's not hard to find out about their family.
Nora Allen was murdered in March, last year. Barry Allen was 11 at the time and was adopted by Joe West. Joe and Iris are black, so this might be closer to the Arrowverse, but they don't actually look exactly the same as the actors I remember so who the fuck knows? Could I have saved Barry's Mom from dying? Fuck no. I'm not getting anywhere near that temporal shitstorm unless I'm strong enough to manipulate time as well.
On the other hand, if I'm strong enough to manipulate time in the future, then the future me will be able to protect me from time-travel shenanigans in the present and past. Anyway, there are a million easier and safer ways to resurrect the dead than time-travel. That's something to worry about in the future though. Like I said, I don't wanna get involved with The Flash until I'm a lot… Faster.
The thing I'm most concerned about though is Kara Danvers. I found her parents and they're both alive, they even married already. But Kara Zor-El hasn't reached Earth yet. If this is similar to the Arrowverse, then it should be soonish. I think it was December 15th, 2003. But that time could be totally inaccurate. I'm really scared that something might have happened to her in the Phantom Zone or that she could be the version that stayed in Argo City and was the last survivor after everyone else died to a convoluted plot device I can't quite remember.
"Hey Clark, do you want to build a snowman?" When Lena asked that, I couldn't help hearing a song playing in the back of my Kryptonian brainbox. But I quickly suppressed it.
"Like a normal snowman or?" I looked at her mischievous expression and knew it would never be a normal snowman. Because she was incapable of ever being normal. But hey, I'm the same way.