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[Takes a seat next to him] Alright kid, where are you heading off to?

*sniffles and wipes his nose on his sleeve* Metropolis. I'm gonna be a superhero then everyone will love me.

You mean as opposed to here where everyone. . .oh that's right, loves you? Your dad's worried sick about you, kid. He started crying like a little girl, I actually had to comfort him. You know that you're the most important person in his life, why would you want to run away?

*kicks his feet as they dangle over the end of the bench* Cause he doesn't want me anymore. He has Jack. And Johnny has other stupid babies.

You can come with me. We can save people together.

Come on Charlie you know that's not. . .Jack? Who is Jack?

Well if you go, I go. You're all I have, buddy.

The stupid fireman. He eats with us all the time. And he gave daddy a new tie. *picks at the bench angrily*

What about other Daddy? You don't love him more than me?

What the? Oh God, I knew it! Charlie, other than tonight when he yelled at you, has Foz been pretty happy lately?

You're my best buddy, kid. No one could ever come before you or replace you. It's settled. If you're leaving, so am I.

*shrugs* He laughs a lot when Jack is over. And makes me go to bed early.

*scoots closer to her and snuggles into her side* I didn't wanna go alone anyways.

I'll talk to him about that, okay? I can promise you that Jack is nowhere near as important to him as you are. Not now, not ever.

[Kisses the top of his head] I wouldn't have let you go alone, buddy. I'm afraid you're stuck with me.

He was really mad I ruined his tie.

*smiles slightly up at her* Can I still be superman?

If you hadn't cut them up, I would have had to do it. Someone had to do it. Those were some of the ugliest ties I had ever seen. You did him a favor, kid. Now he can go out and buy some new, more attractive ties.

Of course. Who else is going to save me from the bad guys?

But...his special Jack tie is all broked.

*smiles* I'll always save you. You're like Louis Lame.

Pfft. There is no such thing as a special Jack tie. Foz just made that up.

[Laughs] Louis Lame, huh? I wouldn't mind being like Lois Lane either, but I think I can definitely handle being like Louis Lame too.

Really? Good. I don't want him to be upset.

*hugs her* Oops. *laughs*

He's not, don't worry about it little man. You think you're ready to go home now?

[Chuckles] You know, when I was a little girl I used to call Superman "Super Dan". It always made my dad laugh. Maybe Super Dan and Louis Lame can be a new crime fighting duo.

*sighs heavily* Maybe. Can I stay with you tonight?

We could write a book!

Sure thing, kid. But let's make sure we call Foz and let him know you're okay and not skipping town just yet. He's probably sobbing into a carton of chunkie monkey by now.

We totally should! You could draw all the pictures, too. You're the best artist I know.

You call him? Tell him I don't hate him. And Jack's head isn't huge..

Thanks Mommy!

Where you going?

*wipes his eyes* Metropolis. It's where superman lives. I'm gonna help him.

Why is that? I mean it sounds like a good job.

'Cause then everyone'll have to love me.

I'm sure they do now big guy.

Nah. They are too busy. *shuffles his feet*

I used to feel that way too. My Mom got married when I was about your age and my new Dad had three little girls and him and my mom were having new babies.

That's a whole lotta babies. Did they forget about you too?

No I told them how I felt and they made sure that they didn't forget me.

Shouldn't haveta tell 'em. I was there first.

*crouches down and gives a mock whisper* But adults aren't always the smartest people. Sometimes we have to tell them things.

*sighs* Yeah. They never get it do they?

No not always. My parents did but they were good listeners. *looks over at him* So do you really want to go or do you want to try and talk to whoever forgot you?

*shrugs, looking down* I cut up his ties.

I can fix stuff. *grins* Magic rules.

You're like a superhero too!

Want to see something awesome? *makes it start gently snowing*

*looks up at the snow* Whoa..what's that?

That my man is snow. You've never seen snow?

Nope. *catches some of it* Do you make it?

If there's enough you can make snowmen like Frosty or snowballs. You throw snowballs at people. *smiles* I did make it. I can make ice or fire too.

Can you help me? I've never made those before. *wide eyes* Cool! Do you have a super hero name? I do.

I couldn't think of a good super hero name. *nods making him a coat, gloves, and hat* Put these on and we'll make a snowman.

It's really hard to. *smiles and puts on the gear* Ok! I'm all ready.

*makes more snow fall until there's enough for a snowman*

*sits next to him, dumping his own backpack on the floor, bouncing the rubber tip of his cane against for a moment. Glances at him* Can I be your imaginary friend?

*sniffles* Guess so. I never had one of those before.

Then you've been missing out because I'm totally cool. *glances around nonchalantly* What're you doing here?

*smiles slightly then shrugs* Daddy doesn't....I'm moving. Gonna be a superhero.

Me, I'm aspiring to be a Jedi.

You gonna save the world?

*furrows brow* Is that like in that Star Wars movie?

Maybe. I can't fly.