Prompt Post - Part Nine [CLOSED TO NEW PROMPTS]
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“My King,” Kaldur started. “Or should I address you as my Queen?”
If it had been anyone but Kaldur, Orin would believe they were confused. But he knew his prodigy better than most; Kaldur had a quiet (wicked) sort of humor. “Kaldur, stop talking.”
The edge of Kaldur’s mouth twitched, but he remained quiet.
Orin snorted and adjusted his now (at the same time) too tight and too big shirt.
“You will not find it so funny the next time you have turned into a female.”
Kaldur shook his head. “My King, I have no intention of getting myself be hit by anything that would render me female.”
Orin rolled his (her?) eyes and smirked. “That was what you said about de-aging, and yet I have recollections of a young Kaldur and his tiny team.”
Kaldur scowled. “That was something that I did not expect to happen. That was an accident.”
Orin smiled, putting his suddenly small hand on Kaldur’s shoulder. “Do not worry, young Kaldur. It happens to the best of us.”
Kaldur said nothing.
“That doesn’t change the fact that I have pictures, though.”
“…You what?”
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Superboy watched in horror as the bright purple light engulfed Superman. He wasn’t on the best of terms with the Man of Steel (he’d only barely tolerated Conner’s presence in his city, these past couple of weeks), but he didn’t like the look on Luthor’s face as the purple beam flew toward a Man of Steel too occupied with fighting off an army of robots to block.
He was torn between attacking Luthor and protecting the currently down Superman to make any action, but that split second was long enough for Superman to recover. He was up and fighting again.
Conner returned to moving civilians out of the way of the attack (“Yes, Miss Lane, civilians does include you.”), keeping his ears open should Superman face any troubles.
It’s when he sees the figure fighting Luthor that he knows something wrong, because the person who was fighting Luthor was not Superman.
Conner doesn’t know if he’s more shocked that Superman as a woman is almost the exact same height and was built like an Amazon, or the fact that being turned into a woman didn’t seem to faze him.
Luthor, without his army of robots backing him up, goes down easy enough; soon the ground is crawling with reporters, police, and firefighters, working to clean up the mess that Luthor has left in his wake.
It’s then that Superwoman lands beside Conner.
“How…?” He doesn’t quite know how to question the complete lack of reaction that Superman faced his sex-change with.
“Alien puberty.” Superwoman says likethose two words explained everything. Which, when Conner thought about it, they did.
“That bad?” Conner hadn’t noticed anything out of the normal between him and his teammates.
“Doesn’t start until you’re eighteen.” Superwoman replied.
“Wait, what?”
“Oh yeah,” Now he can tell she’s getting some sort of perverse enjoyment out of this. “You think you’re regular puberty is bad? Wait until your heat vision starts kicking in.”
“What?”
Superwoman snickered. “Don’t worry. You’ve got another year.”
“That doesn’t make it any better!”
“I’m sure you’ll make it through just like I did.”
“Superman!”
Superwoman laughs, and even though she’s teasing the hell out of him, he smiles back.
“But, no, I’m serious about the ‘it being horrible’ part.”
His smile falls.
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M’Gann blushed as Wally spoke. “I don’t understand. Can’t he just shape-shift back into a guy?”
“Um… It doesn’t exactly work like that.”
“Why not?” It was Robin this time, and she was definitely not going to explain it to him. Batman would kill her.
“It just doesn’t. Males and females are different… Very… Different.” M’Gann trailed off, uncomfortable.
“…M’Gann, are you okay?” Kaldur asked.
“Yeah. It’s just… It does matter… Really. It does. A lot.”
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“How do we know that you’re really Batman?” Robin elbowed him in the ribs, and he winced.
The woman in the costume looked at them, and even though most of her face was covered by her cowl, the team could see that she was not amused.
“I mean, you could be some sort of intruder…” Wally trailed off as the woman, Batwoman, narrowed her eyes.
“Team, report; Kid Flash, shut up.” Wally shut his mouth. Yup, definitely Batman.
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“Hello, handsome.”
Roy looked blankly at the woman in front of him. He had answered the door in his boxers, a damp towel hanging from his shoulders. “What, Ollie?”
The woman pouted. “Aren’t you going to invite me in? That’s really rude, Roy. Aren’t you even the slightest bit interested in finding out how I became a woman?”
Roy blinked once.
Roy blinked twice.
“No. Go the fuck away, Ollie.” He slammed the door in the blonde woman’s face and went to the bathroom to brush his teeth; he had work in an hour. He didn’t have time for Ollie’s bullshit.
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it's finished, sorry that the last few parts were so short, my inpsiration was wearing a little thin.
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My favorite was Kaldur and Aquaman. I can practically hear Kaldur asking Aquaman if he should call him 'King' or 'Queen' now, then sputtering out the "What?"
M'gann and Martian Manhunter were great too. Really, great way to start the day.
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