My Adventures with Superman

Hey, you gotta slow down!

There's a big pothole up there.

- I know. Give me just a few more minutes,

and we'll be at Grandpa's house.

Whoa!

What? Uh...

Whoa!

How am I doing this?

Who am I?

Clark. Alarm.

Ha!

It's today.

Uh...

It's today.

Hello, sir.

Hi, Mr. White.

Uh, okay. Shake gently. Do not crush his hand.

Hey, Clark?

I gotta pee.

Today, just be normal. Today, just...

Be extraordinary!

Mr. White. Thank you for calling me in today,

because I've got one heck of a story for you.

Pew-pew!

No, don't do that to your boss.

I'm Clark Kent...

...and this is a dream come true.

Shoes.

This is it. This is the story that'll make you a real reporter.

You can do this.

I can do this.

I'm gonna hide my powers and be a normal man having a normal day.

Starting now.

Okay, I had to save the cat. I had to save the cat.

I'm a normal man having a normal day, starting now.

Oh!

Hi, there. After... you.

Thanks.

See you in there, big guy.

Hey.

Uh, uh... Hello.

Hey.

-Uh, my name is... -Clark!

Oh, those repairs you did

on the back door are wonderful.

Ooh, and I have the three dozen donuts

you wanted to eat all ready to go.

Such a good appetite, this one.

No, see, it's... It's not all for me.

But he gets the sprinkles all over.

That's why we made him the bib.

Uh... Well, it's... Today's my first day of work and I'm...

Honey, Clark is here.

Good man! get his bib?

Thank you.

Well, now you've...

seen me in a bib.

-Uh-huh? -So, I'm, uh, just gonna leave before this gets any worse.

Goodbye forever.

Uh, sorry. I'll fix the front door later!

I can't believe we're late.

I can't believe our alarm clock exploded again.

Why do you think that keeps happening?

So, hey! Our... Our... Our first day at the Daily Planet.

You nervous?

Ha! I am pumped.

It's Kent and Olsen, uncovering truths.

Wait! Uh, Jimmy--

Like the fact that aliens walk among us.

And there it is.

Aliens, Loch Ness, Bigfoot...

- ...that one psychic starfish from Germany.

It's all real.

And with my keen eye for observation, huh, I'll get the proof.

Don't worry.

I'll tell our boss all of this the instant we meet him.

Jimmy...

I'm just gonna cut him off and say--

Stolen military robots

- are being hidden here in Metropolis...

-...and I've got the scoop. -Lane.

Mt. Simonson Base is the inventory warehouse

for experimental military projects,

and a day ago they got robbed.

The only road out leads through Metropolis,

which means thieves with dangerous war machines

are loose in our city.

People need to know about this.

So...

Ready for me to bust the story wide open?

No. Lois, you're an intern.

The only reason I called you in today was to meet them.

-Hi. -You?

You.

These are the new interns.

I want you to show them the ropes and get--

They can help me with the story.

Oh, have you considered that these robots

might have come from beyond the stars?

Uh, they came from an army base.

There's only so many places to hide them.

I've already got a lead.

It could be the sewer dinosaurs.

-So we follow up... -Moth Man.

Meet my source...

Merpeople! Merpeople!

-Find the robots... -And get the story.

Then what are we waiting around here for?

Uh, donut, Mr. White?

Chief?

New interns, out. Old intern, stay.

You do not report the news. You do not leave this building.

Your job is to teach the interns how to scan things and make coffee.

That's it.

-Mr. White, for the good of Metropolis-- -For the good of me,

you need to stop coming in with these wild ideas.

Do what I tell you to do.

Lane, this is your last chance.

Are you okay?

I can apologize to Mr. White,

if... if that'll help.

Are you kidding?

He kept me behind because he wants you

to help me follow up on my stolen robot story.

Really? He seemed pretty upset.

Nah, that's just his face.

You wanna impress Mr. White, this is our chance.

Let's go.

You like her.

No. What?

I mean, I... I admire Miss Lane.

Yeah, you do.

As professionals, Jimmy. Professionals.

Well, come on, Kent.

Just take a risk. What's the worst that could happen?

Don't touch that.

What took you so long, Willis?

The crew was getting restless.

Our fence wasn't at the drop point.

We have no buyer.

-What the... -It gets better.

Every buyer, fixer, or fence in Metropolis has just disappeared on us.

We're stuck here.

Leslie, we can't just sit in a warehouse

full of freaky stolen science weapons till the cops show up.

We don't even know what half this stuff is.

What are we going to do?

I don't know, Badger.

Why don't we panic real loud in front of the thieves

and killers we hired for this job?

What we need to do is keep moving.

- If we can find a way out of town, then I--

Which one of you messed with the robot?

Mmm. Looks like Brad.

Listen up, people.

We've hit a snag in the operation.

Do what I say and we can still get paid.

Fail to do so and you end up like Brad.

Suit up and load the trucks.

Time for Plan B.

What are we doing?

We're meeting my important

and very serious journalistic source.

Flip Johnson, woman of business.

This is precious.

Flip is one of the Planet's newspaper delivery kids.

We call ourselves the Newskid Legion.

-And because they-- -I'm the leader.

And because they see everything during their routes,

they always know what's happening in the city.

Flip, these robots would have been--

Ms. Lane, while I appreciate your past English tutoring,

it's bad business to hand out freebies.

I need something in return.

-Like what? -I'm glad you asked.

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