You were with Peyton at the playground while Jon and Damian were doing some superhero work. Besides you needed a break too. What surprised you is how Peyton had similarities to Jon, but also a lot of differences. She was the one with the bad temper, the one who wasn't afraid to start a fight, the most wild, and the one who will sadly put herself down often. Though she was a good friend no doubt and mother and wife to Jon. She loved Jon with all of her heart and their son too. She would take the so called title of "bad mom", just because she would go out to bars every once in a while while Clark offered to babysit Bryson. Though there were certain things she didn't fully open up on, because of insecurities.
Bryson was in the sandbox with the twins and was trying to help them with sandcastles. Jonalynn gave him a look that said to not help anymore so he held his hands up in surrender while Aaliyah tugged on the sleeve of his shirt to ask for help, to which he did.
"He reminds me of Jon so much." You said.
Peyton giggled and nodded. "Yeah he so much like him."
"I am waiting for the next kid to come out to be just like you." You joked.
Peyton chuckled very faintly. "Yeah." She didn't say much after that.
"Hey, you okay?" You asked.
"Me? Yeah, I'm fine." She said and smiled at you, then looked back at the kids.
"Are you sure because-"
Peyton sat up in surprise. "Bryson. No. Stop." She hissed out.
You looked over and were surprised to see what Bryson was doing. He was showing his powers to the girls, but not the regular Kryptonian powers. His veins were glowing with bright lights and small arcs of electricity was dancing in the palms of his hands, while the girls watched in amazement. Bryson looked up immediately with bright white eyes and then heard Peyton scold him. He immediately stopped and the glow in his veins, eyes, and the arcs of electricity on his palms stopped.
"Where'd he get those powers?" You asked stunned.
Peyton checked to make sure that no one else had seen it, and thank god it was only you, the twins, her, and Bryson in the park that day. She walked over to Bryson. "Bryson I told you that we can't do that in the park. Only at home." She said. "It's dangerous." She didn't yell at him, but she did hold both of his hands
Bryson frowned and nodded. "No more." He said, basically saying that he wouldn't do it again. Peyton sighed in relief, told him it was okay, and went back to sit beside you.
"How.... how did he get those powers?" You asked again.
Peyton looked down at her hands for a second. "Me." She said.
"You have powers?" You asked surprised. "And you haven't told me?"
"I never told anyone except Jon and Bryson. I haven't told his family either." She said. "I never was fond of my powers."
"Why not?"
"I just... I always think about how my biological mother jumped out of a window after she gave birth to me. And I wonder if my powers were the reason. Hell sometimes I wonder if I was such an abomination that no one wanted me and I believe that so much."
"My biological mother abandoned me too, but that was on her. And I think your powers are more of a gift. I mean Peyton you are my best friend, other than my husband, and you are a very sweet person."
Peyton was quiet for a bit and looked over at the kids for a bit.
"...I think we can find some really good uses for those powers, if you'd like."
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The Tomboy (Damian Wayne/Robin x Reader)
FanfictionYou are Roy Harper's baby sister... well both of the Roys. Arsenal, the original, got custody of you when you were thirteen. Due to some close ties you go to Gotham Academy. You have been there for quite some time. You see Damian Wayne as the rich...
