So...Superman and I were in the Fortress of Solitude tracking an incoming meteor to see if it was a threat to earth. Once we determined it would burn up to insignificant pieces in the atmosphere, we moved on to localized distress calls. Superman found one and took it himself. I was kinda aggravated that I wasn't included on the mission, but let him do his thing.
The Doctor showed up and tried to convince me to help him take down a group of weeping angels. I told him of all the things I was most afraid of it was the angels and spiders that topped the list and enclosed places took the third spot.
He shook his head. "Ella, you would be perfect to help me with this."
I shook my head back at him. "I'm needed here."
He sighed, got back in his TARDIS, and peeked back out. "I could take you to any planet you wanted after you helped me with this."
I shook my head. "Come back when the Daleks are after you, again."
He laughed, closed the door, and disappeared.
Superman returned and eyed me. "Anything happen while I was saving a cat and two squirrels?"
I eyed him back. "The Doctor showed up and asked me to help with weeping angels. I don't do weeping angels. But, you. What's with the squirrels?"
He shrugged. "It turned out to be a small fire that was only causing one small patch of land to burn. I put out the fire fairly easily, and managed to save a cat and two squirrels who were in the one tree that was in the middle of the fire."
I chuckled. "We need something interesting to happen."
He said, "I agree. We make too good a team. All the supervillains are either behind bars or retired now."
I shrugged and turned back to the screen. "Here's something."
He looked and took the case, alone, again.
I grunted, a little pissed that he took the case alone, again.
The Doctor sent me a distress call. I took it and groaned.
"I'm being chased by two weeping angels that don't seem to understand the concept that if I'm staring at them they should freeze."
"They know who you are," I said. "Sonic them."
He did so, which froze them temporarily. "I'm coming back there."
"And bringing the angels with you? I don't think so," I said. "We have enough to worry about without angels being thrown into the mix."
He sighed and zipped off somewhere else.
(The dream changed completely for about two scenes and then switched back to the whole Superman thing.)
Superman came back into the main room and sighed.
"What's wrong?" I asked, turning to him.
"People were laughing at me," he said. "They told me I needed to change my image. I wasn't cool enough."
I chuckled. "You're cool enough."
Night came and went.
Superman approached me and said, "Ella, would it improve my image if I started carrying a samurai sword?"
"Why do you need a samurai sword? You have super powers!"
"Samurai are cool. They go whoosh, clang, whoosh!" He made imaginary strokes through the air with an imaginary sword.
I chuckled. "Were you watching the new Power Rangers last night?"
He nodded sheepishly.
I giggled. "No, your image is just fine."
He shrugged and ducked his head to hide his embarrassment.
Apparently, my opinions mattered to him.
The Doctor showed up and eyed us both.
Superman turned to him, "What now?"
He shrugged and straightened his bow tie. "I just came to tell Ella that I managed to take down every weeping angel without her help."
"He came to gloat," I said. "Big surprise."
The Doctor looked at me shocked. "You'd accuse me of being full of myself, miss diva?"
"Yes," I said with a wink.
Both men laughed.
An alarm went off somewhere in the fortress.
All three of us went out to search for an intruder.
I found Superman's daughter sitting in the hallway wearing goth makeup and a pink tutu. "Is this a new look or are you going through some sort of teen crisis?"
"You are not my mother!" She humphed and looked toward the door.
"Teen crisis it is," I said and moved past her and down to the door.
"Don't go through that door," she called after me.
"This from the girl who defeats enemies with super spit?" I asked her, turning to her before reaching the door.
"Just, don't go through the door," she said, softer. "It's dangerous."
"Danger's what I do," I said and opened the door. I promptly closed it and sighed. On the other side of the door was a group of supervillains who had banned together and infiltrated the fortress.
"I told you," she said.
I nodded. "Go get your father and the Doctor and anyone else you could find."
She stood slowly and tromped away.
I held the door and kept them from getting in (it's a dream...apparently holding the door closed from the inside is all I had to do to keep them out)...
Superman, the Doctor, and the Green Lantern showed up.
"Where's your daughter?" I asked Superman.
He shrugged.
"No wonder she's a goth, now," I said and let go of the doorknob.
An epic battle ensued. I threw punches, made a pair of katana appear out of thin air and used them to slice some crazy confetti bombs before they hit us, took down several villains with the Doctor, Superman, and the Green Lantern.
I flew across the room and snagged one villain, a tall, muscular dude with long white hair and an evil, cartoonysonicked the dude, causing him to scream in pain. The scream caused everyone else to cover their ears, not including us. We rounded them all up and sent them packing to prison.
"Well, that was fun," I said.
The Doctor nodded. "Earth problems are so much more fun that intergalactic ones."
"One of those dudes is an alien," the Green Lantern said.
I nodded. "So are three of us."
The three guys nodded and grinned at me.
"I am not cleaning that up, just so you know," I said, pointing to the crazy confetti and blood on the floor of the room.
"I've got it," Superman said, grabbing a vacuum and cleaning supplies from a nearby janitorial closet.
"You still haven't hired staff?" The Doctor asked.
"No, he hasn't," I said. "He's too lazy to figure out who we can trust and too anal to let the rest of us decide for him who to hire."
"I'd trust you," Superman told me.
I eyed him.
Superman's daughter appeared. "Are those creepy dudes gone?"
I nodded and eyed her gothic attire.
She shrugged. "I don't like primary colors spangled all over my body. Black is cool. Black is stealth and rock."
I nodded. "But, the pink tutu?"
"It's cool," she said.
"So, should I wear black and a pink tutu?" Superman asked. "It would change my image."
I laughed. "It would do something to your image, all right."
The Doctor eyed me.
"Stop imagining me in a pink tutu before I go in your TARDIS and find a tutu for you," I said.
He stopped.
Superman's daughter (who apparently is nameless in my dreams) laughed.
"Stop imagining me in a tutu," the Doctor said.
"Nope," she said. "It's too funny."
Another alarm went off. We all rushed to see what was wrong. We arrived to find three weeping angels at the console.
"Don't blink," the Doctor said.
"Duh," I said, made a double light saber appear out of thin air (you know, the double blades end-to-end?), and sliced through the three angels easily several times while everyone else was not blinking.
"So cool," the Doctor said with a giggle.
"Please dispose of them," I said to him. "And never giggle like a school girl again, please."
He grinned and sonicked the pieces away.
A Dalek showed up and pointed it's little plunger at us.
"What do you want?" The Doctor asked it.
"I want to exterminate the Doctor," it said.
"I know, we are all inferior beings," the Doctor replied.
"All but her," it said.
"Ella?" Superman asked.
It said, "Yes. Ella is her designation. She is superior."
I was kinda like WTH?!?!?!
"I don't like Daleks," the Green Lantern said.
"Why do you think I'm superior?" I asked it, delaying for the Doctor.
"Because, you have the right code," it said.
"DNA?" I asked.
"Affirmative," it said.
"How do I have the right code?" I asked.
"You have code superior to Daleks," it said.
Unfortunately, this is when the alarm went off...I didn't get a chance to find out how I had a code superior to Daleks or why...I am kinda disappoint!
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