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[mini_supes]

It's lunchtime on a Friday afternoon, and Kon is not really paying attention to his food. He is, instead, moping over his food, trying -not- to think about what he's going to be missing this weekend.

He's not succeeding that well.

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[impulsivekid]

"Do people actually eat this stuff?"

*There a familiar voice in skater gear sitting down next to Kon, with a tray of his own.*

[mini_supes]

...Okay. And apparently Kon was hallucinating, or something. Because that was -not- Bart Allen. At his school. It really wasn't. At all.

Uh.

It -was-.

"Dude." Kon blinks. "What are you -doing- here?"

Not that he's complaining, but... not exactly the most expected development of the day.

[impulsivekid]

*Barts lift a slice of meat witha fork, peering under it as if it were some alien creature.*

Do they actually expect us to eat this crud? I mean, I think i saw something like this in Milliways...but it was having a drink with a big cat....

*Bart looks up, blinking innocenty*

Trying to decide whether this is edible or not?

[mini_supes]

Kon snickers, and pokes at his own lunch. "Thanks, Bart. Now I can't eat this, I'll be afraid it's got life."

He pokes at it once more, then shoves it away. "So you came to sightsee the Smallville food?"