x. The Tiny Spill

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"Would you two please stop arguing?" Tiana asked impatiently and Liliana was out like a light on the couch downstairs with Clark and Lois watching her, while she was sticking her head into Jordan's room, where the twins were once again arguing. "I mean seriously now, you guys are being absolutely ridiculous."

"Dude, I called next game!" Jon shouted at Jordan and frankly, it was like Tiana wasn't even there and she groaned as she watched them arguing, knowing damn well that they could hear her perfectly.

"No, you didn't."

"It's my game!"

"It's my room." Jordan snapped back at Jonathan and Tiana was shaking her head at their immaturity. "Give me the controller."

"Mom!"

"Mom!"

Tiana had gotten sick of the whining and she grabbed the controller out of Jonathan's hands and she was unplugging the TV, plus all of the gaming systems and disappearing down the stairs.

"Tiana!"
"Tiana!"

Both of the boys shouted after her and quickly, Tiana was putting the controller down onto the kitchen counter, while the dynamic duo of Clark and Lois, they both simply stared at her. "What? I was sick of them whining, complaining and fighting. I mean, just like you guys are." Tiana stated bluntly as she was looking over at Liliana, who was somehow sleeping through the noise. "God, I wish I had that particular talent." Tiana admitted and Clark quietly laughed at the words, before Tiana walked into the living room and she sat down next to her daughter.

"You want to do something? Take the boys and Tiana training. Please." Lois said, clearly getting tired of them arguing as much as Tiana was.

"I'm not going." Jordan called down the stairs before he slammed the door behind him and Tiana sighed.

"So, Clark... Which of the three great Kryptonian Fortresses are we going to, today?" Tiana asked and then Clark was glancing over at her.

"Dress warm." Clark suggested simply as Tiana groaned, before she nodded quickly as she was disappearing.

Tiana came back in her few clothes that were fit for the Arctic Circle and she was shaking her head at the sight of it. "This is ridiculous." She muttered as Clark flew up into the air and Jon was flying up with her as Tiana yelped, still hating the feeling of her feet, not being anywhere near to the ground.

As soon as they landed on the ice, Tiana turned around and then, she was vomiting over the edge. "Shit." She said and she spat the last of the disgusting taste out of her mouth as she was shaking her head. "I'm starting to think, that I hate flying."

"Once Jon is steadier in the air on his own, you might actually start to enjoy it when he flies you to places." Clark said as Tiana grumbled. "Honestly. You are like John Diggle, except for flying and not for super speed."

"That's not a fair comparison." Tiana muttered, before she turned around and vomited again, at the slightest thought of flying anywhere at all, any time soon. "Not even close."

"Once you master this, we can move up to the-" Tiana glanced over at Clark, wondering what he was going to say as he sighed heavily. "The Kessel Run." He finished.

"Bonus points for making it in less than twelve parsecs."

"Twelve parsecs." Jon glanced over at Tiana with a smile on his face when she finished a quote, while she was grinning at just how happy Clark looked when he realized that they had gotten the reference.

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