The Kid of Steel

[Locked in a half-arsed way]

40.1 "The trouble with trouble is that it usually starts out like fun."

Oh, man, do I know how that is.

Just take a look at my freaking romantic history. Hell, look at all my history. "I know what would be a good idea! Let's go sign up with some idiot who says he'll be my agent! He's got a pretty daughter! No way he could owe millions of dollars in debt!" "Hey, let's run off with the sexy fury! No way she could be evil, she's so fucking hot and we've had sex!" "How about a threesome? It'll be fun! Like you'd regret having sex with Anita, even if Slobo is there." "Let's not tell anyone about my other genetic donor."

"Date the pretty blond boy. He's hot and a lot of fun. No way you'll fall in fucking love with him and he'll knock you out on your invulnerable ass."

Goddamn it. I should just never have fun. Maybe it'd help.

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22.4. How well do you get along with your family?

I don't have a family. Not really. I mean, let's see, I've got my two genetic donors. (Neither of them are are my dads, not at all. Dads don't brainwash, and they don't try to shunt you off on whoever will take you.) Aunt Martha's really nice and I guess she's almost like, well, an aunt, and it's nice, but I'm still the clone of her son. Kara's great, so I guess I've got one cousin I get along with.

I guess the people who I think are family aren't related to me by genes at all.

There's the Guardian and Dubbilex. They've always been there for me... still not really dads, maybe, but they cared about me, definitely. And Rex, who was like the sleazy uncle who only comes around to ask you for money. I think he cared about me at least a little, though. Maybe really, really deep down? And Roxy, of course, who's my sister. SO I guess I get along with them. Don't see them much.

Then there's the Titans/Young Justice people. My real family. And I get along with almost all of them. Tim and Bart, my best friends, who I trust with, like, everything. Hell, I like Bart enough to live with him, and considering how much he eats, he'd be totally screwed if I didn't like him. But it's great having him around and he gives the best hugs ever. Tim doesn't give the best hugs ever (no offense, dude, but you freeze up), but hey, I love him anyways. He's always there for me. And even if he's a creeper who totally reads the stuff I lock, I know he only invades my privacy because he cares. And there are my girls, Cissie, Greta, Anita, Traya... seriously, how do I know so many girls that I'm "just friends" with? Ladies, we need to have an orgy, stat. (Cissie, I'm kidding! Don't hurt me!) But anyways, I love 'em too. And Red Tornado and even Snapper and Ray. And Slobo, wherever he is. Big Lobo... not so much, but that's because he's freaking terrifying.

And Cassie...

Cass? If you're reading this, can we talk at some point? I miss you.

You know what I hate? How people always see me as like, Superman's sidekick. I mean I can see why, There's the whole name thing. Superboy. But it's kind of like, what else would I be called? I'm a freaking clone! I was Superboy before I was Kon-El!

And if I'm imitating Superman, it isn't to flatter him. It's all part of the legacy and stuff.

I don't know, I've thought about maybe making my own identity or whatever, but I've worked damn hard to be worthy of the S. I'm not about to stop because some idiots think I'm a sidekick or whatever. Just cause I'm his clone doesn't mean I work for him, and anyone who disagrees can eat my tactile telekinesis.

Besides, if I worked for everyone I was cloned for, I'd be

Whatever. I don't care.

I'm totally different from Superman.

Cooler than him too.

Kon-El
DCU
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