Opposite Eventually Attract

The Ties that Binds (ii)

At this impassive reply, Clark's eyes immediately flashed back open, revealing a shade of utter disbelief. "Really? Why do you have to be like this?"

"Be like what?"

It was apparent to both men that Clark was now on the verge of shouting as his reply was
both a mix of stammering and controlled rage. "Like this. Like, just so, so passive-aggressive!"

Bruce took note that Clark's voice had raised at his last point. He, however, had no desire to provoke him any further. Instead, he let out an irritated growl. "Superman, I told you I was busy. I don't have time to argue with you."

For a moment, Clark just looked at Bruce in stunned silence, but in an instant, both his face and his voice dropped in intensity.

"I don't want to argue with you either;" came a worn-out sigh. "I just, I'm just tired of things being this way between us. I just wanted to talk with you and fix this mess."

"There is nothing to fix," Bruce replied frankly. "You asked me to trust your judgment, and that's exactly what I'm doing."

A flash of realization overtook Clark's once tired face. Bruce instantly regretted his words as he realized he had revealed more than he had intended.

"I knew that's what this was about," Clark exclaimed. "I didn't mean to lose my temper and go that far, but those were just my honest feelings, and sometimes you are just so infuriatingly stubborn, and I wasn't sure how else to get my point across, so I..."

Clark's voice trailed off upon noticing the uninterested look on Bruce's face. Not only was he losing his was also getting off point.

Realizing this, Clark closed his eyes and swallowed on the lump that had suddenly formed in his throat. After a brief moment, Clark recollected himself and gazed back at the dark
vigilante with a look so pure and transparent. Bruce couldn't help but falter at the sight of it. Something about Clark's tired defeated smile perfectly publicized what the other was about to say.

"Look," Clark murmured just barely above a whisper. "I guess what I'm trying to say is-"

A familiar chirping sound abruptly interrupted the moment. At this point, Batman wasn't sure if he was more relieved or upset at the bleating. Taking a short moment to examine Superman's startled yet disappointed face, Batman finally acknowledged the communicator.

"Batman, Superman, we have a situation."

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"On your left, 9 o clock!"

Upon hearing the warning, Flash dodged the giant amorphous blob coming at him. He then made a dash towards the cackling assailant who had directed it at him.

"Ah, ah, ah, not so fast," the man laughed. He then threw his hand up, causing the black substance to lift up like a wave twenty feet into the air above Flash before instantly barreling
down over him.

When they had gotten the call that a swamp like creature was robbing the New York Federal Reserve, they weren't sure what to expect. When they had arrived, it was exactly what had been described. A giant pool of unknown substances that could probably fill an Olympic size pool was devouring everything in its path.

Luckily, everyone besides the authorities had evacuated the premises. Shots had been fired at
the formless glob but had proven ineffective. When one policeman willed enough courage to approach it, he was promptly knocked away with so much force that he was sent flying into the air. Luckily, Superman had arrived just in time to catch the aerial officer.

While the heroes were being briefed on the situation, Batman had picked up a strange signal from outside the building. Upon further investigation, they found a suspicious looking man
huddled over a computer that happened to be hacked into the bank's security cameras. When Superman went to question the man.The black blob immediately burst through the building and rushed the unsuspecting hero, sending him flying into a neighboring building and eventually leading the heroes to their current situation.