The car ride to the local drive-in had been awkward, and the wait for the food to arrive even worse. Hotdogs and potato chips in hand, Clark drove them to the beach, which would be abandoned at this time of day. Finding a spot to sit in the pavilion, the two Kents began to eat despite the silence weighing down on them like a ton of bricks.

No longer able to stand it, Clark went for broke, "There's something you need to know about me, Conner."

Conner finished taking a sip of his soda before saying, "Your name is Kal-El. You're from Krypton, an ice planet whose advanced inhabitants destroyed themselves through war. Your birth parents sent you to Earth to save her from Krypton's fate.

"I know almost everything about your Kryptonian heritage. After all, I was created to replace you. I guess I can understand why you don't want to associate with me."

The boy looked away as he finished, so Clark placed a hand on Conner's forearm to get his attention. Looking straight into Conner's eyes, what Clark said next would change the course of their relationship for better, or for worse.

"How I reacted was wrong Conner. I may be called Superman, but I'm not infallible. I made a mistake, and I'm sorry."

Conner swallowed. Ever since Superman had brushed him aside he had longed to hear those words.

Slowly he got up, stuffing a chip in his mouth as he went, "I've got to get back to class."

"Oh," Clark looked crest-fallen, "do you need me to go with you?"

"No…" Conner paused, "but if you want, you can come by sometime. We can train or something."

"I'd like that."

Conner nodded and flashed a quick smile before disappearing in a blur of black and grey.*


Notes: This is the end! I hope you enjoyed the story. Or not, whatever. Leave your comment in a review, regardless, please! ^_^

*Conner is perfectly capable of going super-speed. He just can't go nearly as fast as KF.