Author's Note: The 365 Project is an experimental multi-fandom project to write and post at least one short every day for the next year, not including my semi-regular bi-weekly updates. For more details, see the relevent section in my profile. This is The 365 Project, 20 April. Easter Sunday, big family get-together day, so sorry if this isn't even up to my usual standard of 'crap' and is more along the lines of 'fly-infested dung-heap'.
In the immortal words of Samuel L. Clemens...
"Persons attempting to find a motive in this narrative will be prosecuted; persons attempting to find a moral in it will be banished; persons attempting to find a plot in it will be shot.
BY ORDER OF THE AUTHOR."
I think I'm going to have to start adding that to my Standard Spiel; some people are taking this project and the resulting stories and shorts way more seriously than I am. That is not a good thing, people...
Disclaimer: "Smallville" is the property of Warner Brothers Entertainment and DC Comics and is used for entertainment purposes without permission or intent to profit.
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"Breakfast Conversation"
By J.T. Magnus, 'Turbo'
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Wayne Manor,
Gotham City,
2006
Cal looked up from his cereal, "What do you think they're talking about?"
Bruce shook his head and speared a sausage patty with his fork, "Considering those two, we're probably better off not knowing; plausible deniability."
Cal pointed at the other man with his spoon, "We did marry them."
"We had to do something with them," Bruce retorted, then turned his attention to a more immediate matter, "Really, Crunchberries?"
"I get my energy from the sun, I eat because I like the taste and I like the taste of Crunchberries, Bruce,"
Cal countered, "He thought confronting me with my first great failure would cause me to break down."
"I suppose I should be glad you're not eating cereal with marshmallows in it," Bruce observed, then remarked on their activities the night before, "He underestimated her."
"Most people do," Cal agreed, "How long do you think it will be before Selina has your black card?"
"Five minutes ago," Bruce informed him, "They're deciding where to start shopping."
"City, country or store?"
"Like I said, we're probably better off not knowing."
