I don't know why exactly I'm writing this. I just asked my friend for suggestions, and this is what she gave me. I have some AH-MA-ZIN friends, don't I? :D Oh, and @SierraMorris0 wanted me to update. Sadly, my creative wires have fizzled out, so if you want an update, you have to comment with a scenario for me to write about. Give me a prompt of some sorts. Okay? Thanks, all!
OH! OH! SOMEONE HIVE ME AN ALTERNATE UNIVERSE SCENARIO FOR ME TO WRITE ABOUT!! LIKE A CROSSOVER OR SOMETHING!!! I don't know, I want to do something like that, but I can't think of one.
M'gann and Superboy were alone in the kitchen of Mount Justice. Robin was sick, Aqualad was visiting Atlantis (again), and Kid and Artemis were training with their mentors. Red Tornado was out. Somewhere. He didn't say.
Superboy was watching the TV static and M'gann was burning cookies. It was a totally normal day for the Martian and Kryptonian.
"Do...do you want some help with the cookies?" Superboy asked at last.
M'gann gave an exasperated sigh as she pulled out the third batch of burnt chocolate chip, "Yes!" She said, flashing a grateful smile at Connor.
Connor got up from the couch and walked over to the kitchen as M'gann got out the ingredients for a fresh batch of cookies.
"Flour, sugar, baking soda, chocolate chips..." She whispered absent-mindedly as she read the list in the cookbook, unaware that her telepathy was flinging the objects at Connor once more. She was rather flustered after so many failed batches of cookies.
"...Eggs, vanilla-" there was a clattering behind her and she turned to see Connor covered with all the ingredients. Again.
"Oh my gosh, Connor, I'm so sorry!" M'gann gasped, grabbing a towel.
"M'gann, M'gann, it's okay," Connor said, trying to stop her. But M'gann was persistent.
Connor held out his hands to try and stop her, and all of a sudden M'gann began laughing, holding her sides.
Connor looked at her, confused, "Are you okay? Did I hurt you?"
"N-no, that tickles!" M'gann said, still laughing.
Apparently she liked it. So Connor decided to keep doing it. He found a pressure point, her ribs, and tickled her there. She squealed again. Connor did it again, and she fell against him.
"Oh...just...you...wait...Connor...Kent," M'gann said through heavy breaths. Connor wrapped his arms around her and kissed her forehead lightly.
"Now can we make cookies?"
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FanfictionOkay, since none of you lemmings out there want to write SuperMartian fanfics, I guess I'll write another one! MWAHAHAHAHA! Yeah, this book will probably end up gathering dust in my list of works, but I mean it, people! Why won't anyone out there wr...
