Clark Kent and Bruce Wayne are just chillin’ because its like five am and both of them have to go pretend they’re normal in like two hours 

and Clark is like Bruce, Bruce I’m serious, I miss Kansas so much.

Bruce is like ok go fucking visit you’ll be there in two goddamn seconds why are you

no, clark says, no I’m not gonna do it that way, that’s cheating, I want to drive back there (Bruce is like oh here we go and covers his face) drive! back there! Windows down, the local country station blasting as I just cruise through those beautiful limestone hills

Hills, Bruce says. Kansas is–isn’t Kansas supposed to be flat?

Omg Clark gives a BIG SIGH like he’s SICK AND TIRED OF THIS MISCONCEPTION because no, only Western Kansas is flat. And it is super, super flat, but so is a good chunk of Colorado before you hit the mountains so I mean really people just don’t get how pretty Eastern Kansas is

Bruce is pulling up a mental map and is like you grew up in Western Kansas tho

Clark is like yeah, sure but I made my fair share of trips to Manhattan

Bruce actually looks at him. Manhattan?

Yeah, Manhattan Kansas.  the Little Apple. …oh my god did you just smile?

no

YOU DID you have to come with me when I go back

Nnoooooo

I’ll let you pick the music

No, Kent, goddammit I’m not going on a fucking roadtrip to the…goddamn Little Apple *SNRK*

I’m gonna have Diana hogtie you and you will go

Fuck you

GO WILDCATS

oh my god gET OUT OF MY HOUSE