Ch'p is taking time to enjoy being alive. It's been awhile since he had the opportunity. He just got back to Oregon from New York, and a meeting with the JSA that could have interesting consequences. He had decided he better not put off seeing Hal any longer. Still, that doesn't mean he has to take the direct route. Earth is so beautiful, even in Winter. It could never make him forget H'lven, but as far as surrogate homes go
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Superman was flying to San Francisco, honestly to Star City to try to check in on Ollie. He hadn't heard from Ollie in a long time, and he was starting to get worried. Mostly because it was easier than worrying about himself.
But, of course, with a giant triple chocolate cake was rampaging through San Francisco, he might be a little late.
Maybe Ollie would want a slice of cake? He hoped it was only made of fair trade ingredients. Ollie might only eat it if it were environmentally friendly.
Nope. It just crushed a Prius. It's not environmentally friendly at all.
"I wonder if Kyle ever had to deal with anything this weird," Terry mutters, dodging more globs of frosting before forming up a rather sci-fi looking gun and opening fire on the monster. Bother violet blasts and the sudden green one punch holes in the monster but those holes soon grow closed.
The cake beast lets out a roar before launching oversized sprinkles at both Terry and Chip at a few hundred miles an hour each.
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But, of course, with a giant triple chocolate cake was rampaging through San Francisco, he might be a little late.
Maybe Ollie would want a slice of cake? He hoped it was only made of fair trade ingredients. Ollie might only eat it if it were environmentally friendly.
Nope. It just crushed a Prius. It's not environmentally friendly at all.
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The cake beast lets out a roar before launching oversized sprinkles at both Terry and Chip at a few hundred miles an hour each.
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