DISCLAIMER: Does anyone else think these things are ridiculous? As if you didn't already know that I own it all… Or is it none of it? I get the two so confused…
Beep!
"Greetings. This is Superman at the Watchtower secure number 853279734076-Exray. I'm not here at the moment but rest assured your call is important to us. After the beep, just leave your name, number, and the nature of the emergency, and I or another super hero will get back to you as soon as we can."
Beep!
"Clark! This is Mom! We have a family emergency here-"
CRASH!
"Your little brother transformed-"
BOOM!
"We could really use you at home right now!"
"ROOOOOOOAAAAAAAARRR!"
Click.
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Superman looked around the destroyed corn field of his parent's farm. Luckily, corn and part of the barn had been the only thing to get damaged by the transformation of newly adopted little brother.
The only thing that kept the media out of all this were some advanced holographic projectors from the Watchtower that showed everything around it as it was within a half a mile radius.
"You're a dangerous little monkey aren't you?" He asked the child in his arms. Goku just smiled and waved his arms at the Kryptonian.
The reason for the transformation was connected to the full moon. A genetic trait of whatever species Goku was. Oddly, however, it happened only when exposed to the full moon, and not the moon's cycle.
That made things easier. He would just have to stay indoors during the full moon. It was a much better alternative than having to lock him up somewhere during the full moon. Unfortunately it also made going into space more difficult in the future.
He floated back down to the ground with the giggling Goku in his arms. Only to find the Flash appear in front of him.
"Hey! This must be the newly adopted little brother you told us about!" He grinned at the boy, who smiled back at him. "He likes me! Of course he would. Man! Look at that full head of hair on him!" After getting a nod of approval from Supes, he took Goku carefully in his hands.
"Hey! Wanna take a ride with uncle Flashy?" He asked eagerly.
Superman snorted at the term 'Uncle Flashy' and received a weak hearted glare from Uncle Flashy in return. He was about to say something to him, warning him of being cautious, but Flash was already a blur.
He rolled his eyes as Flash ran circles around the house at blinding speeds. He tried to warn him but he didn't want to stay still long enough to.
"Flash!" A loud and dangerous voice that put Batman's growl to shame echoed throughout the farmland.
Flash stopped dead in his tracks and gulped nervously at the sight of Martha Kent storming toward him determinedly.
"What do you think you were doing? Running at that speed with a child in your arms?! You could have seriously hurt the boy!" Martha stood in his face and reprimanded him.
"Sorry Mrs. K." Flash spoke sheepishly with his eyes looking down and handed the still giggling Goku to her.
"I can't believe you would do something so reckless." She slapped him across the knuckles for good measure.
Flash winced. "Sorry Mrs. K." He muttered and rubbed at his knuckles; still not able to look her in the eye. He winced more out of the verbal reprimand more than anything else.
"Maybe when the boy is older, you may take him out to play. But I never want you to do something like that again without my permission first." She gave him a harsh glare.
Flash didn't have to look her in the eye to know he was getting the look, and wrung his hands together. "Yes Mrs. K."
"I expect you to write a letter to you mother telling her what you've done and asking for her forgiveness."
This time Flash looked up; shock written clearly across his face. "My mother?! But-" He withered under the look and his eyes shot back down. "Yes Mrs. K." he muttered.
Clark, despite being superhuman in everything, was unable to hide his snickers. But quieted up quickly when his mother's gaze fell upon him.
"Don't think you are out of this either young man." She told Clark and nodded her head in a sharp motion to herself. "You let him and you didn't stop him."
"Sorry, Mom."
With bowed heads, Superman and Flash watched her march back into the house without sparing another glance at them.
Despite it being a bright and sunny day with nothing more that flat land around them as far as they eye could see, Batman once again managed to appear next to them without either of them noticing.
Batman followed their gaze and wondered what his own mother would say if she could see him now. "Scary." He muttered.
Flash and Superman nodded.
Batman looked at Superman; his usual scowl in place though it was forced as he resisted the urge to snicker at them. "You said you had Star Labs analyzing the space pod?"
Superman nodded. "We can't get anything from the language seeing as we have nothing to base it off of. It might as well be gibberish. The composite metal the pod is made of is something else though."
Batman just continued to look at him which Superman took to meaning to continue. "It's stronger than anything I've come across. Stronger than what the watchtower is made of. I punched the thing and didn't put a scratch in it. They have scientists trying to analyze it and hopefully recreate it or something close to it."
Giving a nod and apparently satisfied with the answers, he fixed his gaze on something in the distance. The other two turned to follow his gaze, but when they turned to look back at him, he'd disappeared again.
Flash looked annoyed. "I hate when he does that."
"Clark!" Martha called out to him from the porch of the house. "Run into town and get some more formula and some baby food, would you?"
Clark blinked. He'd bought some the day after Goku had arrived. In fact, he'd bought enough to last a month. "Yes Mom." He answered automatically.
Flash opened his mouth to volunteer, since he was the faster of the two, but shut his mouth when Mrs. Kent gave him another look, sending him fidgeting.
"You Flash, get to change Goku's diaper."
Flash turned a slight shade of green, indicating to Clark that it was time for him to leave… and perhaps take his time coming back.