[Comprehensive British and American] Family Matters

Anyone who turned to the Justice League today would be sure to find these heroes sprawled out in seats, reminiscent of the decadent posture of an Asian actor slumped on a couch in a sitcom.

"So... the bat went to find his sons." Green Lantern looked at his ring distressedly. The remaining energy displayed on it said that he had just fought to the death with the devil-level villain who destroyed the earth, and absolutely no one would doubt it.

The steel frame looks like it will fall down on the road at any time. If Dr. Stone sees this appearance, he will definitely think that they are falsely calling his son on duty. Look, this is completely the standard of overwork Template!

"I think so?" The Flash was destroying the food in his hand twice as fast as usual, and others were even surprised that there was still room in his mouth to speak, "Seriously, bats face the enemy It's not that scary."

"When things involve their own children, parents are always more emotional." Superman tried to explain to Batman, although he also knew that Batman's reaction was several times more intense than that of ordinary parents, but to be honest , every time the children of the Bat family have an accident, it is the kind of earth-shattering level.

Green Lantern scratched his hair, and shifted his position on the chair to make himself more comfortable: "My God, if this is the life of raising children, then I'd better stay single."

The Flash was not as repelled by having children as Green Lantern was. He wiped out another bag of potato chips, and then slowed down to join the conversation: "I think it's fine to have children. If it's a girl, then Ai Reese can take her shopping together to buy beautiful clothes, if it’s a boy, I can teach him how to play basketball, and listen to him talk about the troubles of the girl he has a crush on..."

"And then when they grow up, you find that the little princess has turned into a rebellious girl, and you worry every day that the punk little bastard she brought back will break her heart, but if you remind her, she will only think you are an old-fashioned antique. Then the cute sweetheart boy turns into a world-weary sophomore, and every dinner you have to worry about getting a call from the police to pick him up." Green Lantern dryly poked the bruise that had just popped out of Flash's head. Pink fantasy bubbles.

The steel frame added another knife with a weak breath: "When they move out to go to college, you worry every day whether she will get pregnant by bad guys, or on the other hand, guys who think with their lower body will get pregnant My belly. Why do you look at me like this? There are many such things on campus, and I can still quote statistics. The average age of first sexual experience for teenagers is 19 years old..."

The Flash was still holding potato chips in his hand, but his expression was no longer as brisk as when he first started chatting, as if something had broken in his heart.

"It's not so bad, the children are still very cute." Wonder Woman seemed to think of some warm picture, and smiled in her eyes, "Even in the rebellious period, if you can have a good chat with them, sometimes The reason for their rebellion is really dumbfounding."

"That's because they like you. If they don't like you and decide to make trouble with you..." Green Lantern probably fell into some kind of bad memory, and his whole person looked gloomy, " But if it's a good baby like Da Chao, I believe everyone will love it!"

Suddenly being named, Superman put down the phone he was texting with Louise a little at a loss, and smiled embarrassedly: "Actually... I'm not really a worry-free child."

"How is it possible! You boy scout!"

"Don't take things like picking up kittens and puppies home as 'not worrying'! That doesn't count, it doesn't count!"

In the booing of his friends, Superman had no choice but to expose a few bad things he did in Smallville High School. But there are also some embarrassing things that he doesn't know why at all, but things almost got out of hand when he came to his senses.

For a moment, the watchtower was filled with laughter one after another, or exclamations such as "Liar!", "Impossible!" and so on.

The original decadent atmosphere was gradually replaced by vitality. Seeing his friends regain their spirits, Superman felt that his black material was worthwhile.

Just when he thought he could go home early today and share a loving time with his wife and children, the watchtower's siren buzzed.

"Look, another reason why I don't want kids." Green Lantern read the content of the event that triggered the alarm in front of the main console, and muttered, "Either be a dad who always misses family dinners, or be with bats Also with a bunch of birds to work with him. Well...it seems to be Cadmus Labs, hey, don't I remember bats being very suspicious of this institution?"

"It looks like an ordinary laboratory accident?" The Flash leaned over and took a look. "Would you like to investigate? Consider it doing Bat a favor."

Speaking of Batman, the members of the Justice League pause to think together if Batman returns, knowing that there is such an opportunity to infiltrate but no one is taking it...

"That's right! We should investigate thoroughly!"

"It's necessary, such a low-level mistake in such a high-level laboratory, it's too suspicious!"

"A thorough investigation! A thorough investigation!"

Superman and Wonder Woman exchanged helpless smiles as they watched the alliance partners rushing to go to the scene of the incident.It seems that the psychological shadow Batman leaves everyone is not the 01:30 point.

"Leave the watchtower to me, you boys have fun." Wonder Woman waved her hand and walked back to her position, while Superman followed the pace of the vanguard and rushed to the Cadmus Laboratory.

Facts have proved that this laboratory is really not a serious laboratory. Well, it is said that Lex Luthor has invested here, and that explains everything.

Superman and other heroes rushed into the laboratory majesticly with the steps of justice.When they sneaked around in it, finished everything that should be captured, beaten, dismantled, and destroyed, and were about to report to Batman, they were full of gossip and a small tail.

"Dachao, I will finish your report for you in a blink of an eye." Flash patted Superman on the shoulder, and showed a comforting smile to the little tail that was protruding from Superman's side and was looking around, "What did you do down there just now?" Very good, Xiaochao."

The boy called Xiaochao turned his head to Flash suspiciously, as if to confirm that the other party was talking to him: "Xiaochao?"

"That's right! He's Superman." The Flash pointed at Superman, and then at Superman, with a sunny smile on his face that didn't look like he had just fought with a group of genetically modified creatures. "You are Superman."

"Oh." The boy looked up at Superman, and seeing that the other party didn't seem to object, he whispered a thank you to Flash.

"You're welcome, see you tomorrow." The Flash gave Xiaochao a final smile, turning into a red afterimage and rushing into the wreckage of the Cadmus laboratory.

Superman patted the boy's shoulder to get his attention, and his blue eyes, which were exactly the same as Superman's, looked at him intently. For a moment, Superman felt that he was being stared at by a puppy who had just brought home and was familiarizing himself with the environment.

"Uh, they still have to stay to investigate the scene, can you go home with me first, and then we can arrange follow-up matters?" Superman tried to make himself sound like a negotiable tone. In the room, they all saw that teenagers don't like to be ordered.

As a clone, treated as a weapon, this young man was probably deprived of too many choices from "birth".Even though he couldn't possibly let a superpowered but unsophisticated clone kid run around, Superman hoped he wouldn't sound too much like a Cadmus researcher.

The boy didn't put up much resistance, and even nodded obediently, which made Superman heave a sigh of relief.

"Okay, then... you wait here for a while, I have to contact my family to arrange some things."

The sound of Superman talking with the person on the phone did not escape the ears of the Clone boy. He knew that the woman on the other end of the phone was "Louis" and there was another little boy "Joe". They were Superman's "family" ".

He knew the definition of "family", and Superman's family should be as insignificant to him as passers-by, but for some reason, hearing Superman's tone on the phone and the happy voice of that woman and child made him suddenly feel that he was The insignificant one.

"It's all arranged. Come on, kid." Superman cut off the phone and walked towards him, extending his hand in an inviting gesture.

So those hands supported him and flew into the sky.

***

Clark sat in the kitchen, holding his Batman mug, enjoying the long-lost peace.

Joe was extremely excited about Xiaochao's arrival, and spent almost the whole night around the Clone Boys. If Louise hadn't changed the subject and started distracting Joe with school and extracurricular activities, Clark would have been a little worried that the boys would Don't be scared and run away directly through the wall.

"Joe is too high tonight. I think he will probably miss the school bus tomorrow." Louise walked into the kitchen and pulled out a chair to sit down, shaking her head helplessly. Clark heard the little dispute between the mother and the child about the bedtime arrangement. Basically, Joe acted like a baby and wanted to sleep with the new little brother, but Louise refused without compromise.

"Thank you, Louise, I know this is sudden, thank you for arranging things so smoothly." Clarke cast a grateful look at his wife in front of him, "I was worried all the way whether Xiao Qiao would feel that I was Your status has been endangered, you know, the exclusive desire of the only child."

Louise rolled her eyes. She didn't look like a shrewd and capable female reporter at work. She raised the cold mug and signaled her husband who was sitting across from her to warm the tea with her warm eyes.

"Please, if I can't even manage a child, how am I going to deal with those political and business celebrities who are a hundred times more difficult to deal with and get exclusive interviews, huh?"

"Yes, yes, it's my fault. I underestimated the profound skills of the Pulitzer Prize winner."

Clark pretended to be terrified and begged Louise for mercy, and then the two looked at each other and smiled.Louise asked about Bruce and his children, and Clark assured her that the alliance had done its best to ensure that their friends and those children could return safely, and the rest was to maintain confidence and be sincere. They pray.

Louise turned her head to look at the room where her son was, and sighed inaudibly: "Sometimes I really don't understand what Bruce is thinking, I mean... Robins are just children, or ordinary people without super powers. People, no matter how well trained they are, a little danger can kill them. If any of these things happened to Bruce today, if any of them happened to Joe, I would..."

"I know. But thinking about what we do every day, how can we expect children to be obedient and be ordinary people who don't know anything?" Clark was once one of the people who opposed the young hero "Robin". One, that it is irresponsible to involve children in dangerous crime-fighting operations.However, as his friendship with Bruce deepened, he gradually understood Bruce's thoughts.

"Rather than let the children secretly imitate our deeds because of their youthful nature, let us first train them strictly and confirm that they have the ability to protect themselves. It is worse than their heroic actions in private and encounter danger in places we don't know Good." Clark didn't mention that teenage heroes still die, even under the protection of adults.

He couldn't even "imagine" what he would do if it happened under his roof.

So when Louise brought up the topic of Clone teenagers, Clark felt relieved from the bottom of his heart, and they could finally escape this dark topic.

"I haven't actually figured out how to face him. To be honest, I never thought that one day I would face my clone as a child." Clark rubbed his cheeks and didn't know what to do.

He didn't understand how Cadmus's people did it. Trying to clone Kryptonians on Earth would always be accompanied by rapid deterioration. For example, Lex Luthor once tried to clone him, but finally created Like Bizarro.

Here comes the problem. If the other party is his evil version, then Clark can defeat him without any problems. Afterwards, how to lock him up is simple and clear.But this is a child, a child who was born in a test tube and all "knowledge" was poured into his brain.

Clark saw the admiration on his face when he saw the moon tonight.And for God's sake, more than half of today's moon is hidden behind the clouds, so there's nothing to see at all.

But for the clone boy, this was the first time he saw the "moon".

"You said it yourself, he is a child. It doesn't matter whether you are a clone or not, as long as you treat him like a child." Louise propped her cheek with one hand, tilted her head to look at her distressed Husband, "Speaking of which, what's his name? At the dinner table he said he was 'Superboy,' I guess that was a code name, but his name?"

"To be honest, I don't think Cadmus would have the pleasure of naming the experimental project." Clark frowned, thinking of everything he saw in Cadmus's laboratory made him feel nauseous .

"Then this could be a good start." Louise pointed at Clark with her mug-holding finger, "Give him a name, make him a real 'kid' and not some damn product of the experimental project."

Clark punched himself in the heart, why didn't he think of such a basic point?Everyone has a name, which represents where they come from, and carries the hope and blessings of their parents or named elders.

A Superboy name would be a great start.

"You're right, it's a good idea!" Clark got up happily and started circling the kitchen, his mind began to show a series of things that ordinary teenagers should do, "He should go to school, meet more people, study and be with his peers. Get along with people of his age, oh! And encourage him to find interests, which is an important activity for self-expression! Dad and Mom often say..."

Louise amusedly watched Clark list out one thing after another according to his own experience that teenagers should do, and finally couldn't help interrupting the other party's eloquent ten-year plan.

"Question, if he also wants to join the hero event?"

Clark's "ordinary youth development plan" was heavily braked.Yeah, what if Superboy wants to do the same thing?

What position does he take to encourage him or discourage him?

Any well-meaning person can do what he originally imagined, helping a wandering child integrate into society and become a fully functioning human being.But heroism is fraught with danger, and what is he to take responsibility for the life of a child -- technically only sixteen weeks old --?

"Uh... Maybe I'll wait until Bruce comes back." Clark touched the back of his head awkwardly, but another name that often appeared in his head with Bruce popped up, "Maybe I can ask Alfred De? He has helped bats bring so many birds, he must have a lot of experience!"

Louise gave Clark a deep kiss approvingly, and after a phone call and a complicated and lengthy explanation, the date of the trip to Gotham was successfully finalized.

***

Dick Grayson had been waiting for Clark at the mansion in a relatively happy mood.

On the phone call that day, Clark mentioned his young clone, and hoped to get Afu’s advice. Dick was still a little curious about Superman’s clone. cute.

When the doorbell rang, Dick almost rushed to open the door, and what he saw was Clark Kent dressed as a little reporter, and a teenager wearing a Superman T-shirt beside him.

"Hello, Dick." Clark greeted Dick with a smile, and pushed the boy next to him to let him take a step forward, "This is the kid I mentioned to you, the name is Connor——Connor Kent."

Connor Kent's name cracked in Dick's ears like a thunderbolt.

According to reliable information from a parallel earth, this Connor Kent is likely to give their family's little idiot... no, little detective Tim to...

"Hello, Connor." Dick solemnly stretched out his hand and shook hands with the seemingly harmless, even a little silly boy, "I think we will have many opportunities to get acquainted in the days to come."

My younger brother's Kryptonian must be strictly disciplined!

Hearing Dick's heartbeat and his solemn expression, Clark couldn't help but feel that it was so right to come to the Batman for help!Look, what a serious, responsible and mission-filled attitude this is!

It will definitely have a positive impact on children!