[TO BE REWRITTEN] LEGENDS NEVER DIE {Trollhunters/Young Justice}

77 CLARK 77

[A/N: sorry it's late-- have two chapters and a cookie! 🍪]

"HEY, EMILIE... NO, I'm not adopting again," Bruce laughs. "but I know someone who is, and I was hoping you could push it through... Yes, now, if you could just keep my involvement--" Bruce burst into laughter again. "You know exactly how I think, don't you?"

Clark glares at his friend, ignoring the weird conversation in favor of rubbing one of his sore ears.

The Batcave was an annoying place for the alien to be, as personal calls like this kept the person on the other line quiet in comparison to how loud Bruce was, his voice consistently bouncing off walls.

And he knew it, the bastard.

"What was that about?" Clark asked, ears now adjusting as he walked forward, still dressed for the Daily Planet.

Bruce smirked triumphantly, "The Lakes are adopting."

Clark was spluttering at this. "The family that's under investigation by the team?!"

"We need to come up with a better name for them..." Bruce mutters under his breath.

"That's what you're worried about?! Who's getting adopted?"

This made Bruce perk up, smirking proudly again. "Connor Kent."

Everything in Clark's mind skidded to a screaming halt. "...What..?"

"Connor. Your clone. Apparently Jim Lake Jr. was the one who pushed for the adoption to begin with." Bruce clarified. "At least something good has come out of this." He grumbles.

Clark's heart started pounding in his chest. "What?" His vision seemed to tunnel and his heart got stuck in his throat.

Wait.

Why did he care?

He'd never even said one decent word to the kid, why did he suddenly care now?

[A/N: You care because Connor is a precious smol bean.

...And because I want you to.]