seventh flight--video;

[cloned]

[Kon's back from home, and he looks pretty happy about it. True, there were some stressful things about his vacation, but that's over now. He's back here after spending a bit of time with his family, and he ate really, really well. No insult to the Barge cooks, they're good, but they're not Ma Kent.]

Hey guys, I'm back! And ready to start rehabilitating. [Which would be easier if he had an inmate, but he knows that part will come sooner or later. He can help other people while he's waiting.] Anything blow up while I was gone?

[Locked to friends]

So I brought pie from home. Lots and lots of it, cooked by this great lady I know. It's piping hot, and I'm willing to share.

[Locked to Tim]

How's my dog?

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[peektuttut]

[Thank God Tim hadn't tried to hold onto the leash, because that would be his arm gone.]

I don't think we need to good doctor to figure that out.

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[ihavettk.livejournal.com]

Nah, he's pretty obvious about it. Off. C'mon, I brought back treats.

[Krypto backs off, tail wagging, and Kon looks up at Tim.]

C'mon in. I've got treats for you too.

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[peektuttut]

Oh boy, treats. [He's smiling wryly, though, and walking in so he can close the door behind him.] So how was the trip?