Clark Kent can save the world. He can stop natural disasters, fight supervillains, and hear a cry for help from the other side of the city. What he can't seem to do? Get his daughter to sleep through the night. Between working as a journalist for the Daily Planet, secretly being Superman, and raising his infant daughter Mckenna on his own, Clark is running on caffeine, panic, and approximately three hours of sleep. Everyone expects Superman to have it together. Nobody sees the exhausted father warming bottles at 2 a.m., rushing out of interviews because daycare called, or silently wondering if he's failing the little girl who depends on him most. Because saving the world is easy. Being a dad is terrifying. And for the first time in his life, Clark Kent is learning that he can't be everywhere at once. A story about fatherhood, sleepless nights, found family, and the world's greatest superhero discovering that his most important job has nothing to do with a cape.

Pandora Kent had the dream that every little kid in the world had gained in the last three years since Superman first flew across the sky. That was her older brother. But it wasn't everything that they assumed it would be. Not even close. Especially not when you're Kryptonian too, and can't control yourself the way Superman can. cross posted on ao3