ClarkeandBruce's crotchfruitaretravelingthroughtheDeepSouthofAmericaintheirwannabemysterymachinewhenanold, verydriverkeysthekidsinon a nearbyghosttown.
Naturally, theycan't helpbutcheckitout.
Butthefirstbuildingtheyrunacross a blacksmith's workshopisfarfromhaunted.
Asouryoungheroesexclaim, they'resurprisedtofind a womanor, astheydescribeher, a gorgeousgirltendingtheSmithratherthansomesortofghost.
Andapparentlythere's a bunchofstrangestreetsignswitheyeballsonthem.
Turnsouttheresidentsaren't tookeenonthenewmalepresenceintheirtown, possiblybecausethetwounkeptcrusadersseemgenerallyastonishedby a femalepoliceofficer.
What's thatYou a strangercalledmesweetheart, a nameusuallyreservedas a termofendearmentforfiveyearoldgirls.
A man.
I I wasn't gonnagohomewithyou, butnow I totallyam, like, really, eventuallythetwoheroesspot a damselindistressas a womanshingleing a nearbybuildinglosesherbalance.
However, therequicklystoppedfromsavingthewomanbylocallawenforcementandtoldtoleaveittotherescuecrew.
Andonceagain, I quote, slapsomesenseintoyourprettyfaces.
Yeah, Sotheladiesofthetownthrowouryoungprotagonistsinjailwhilstlockedupintheslammerareyoungkryptonianeavesdroppedon a conversationandfindsoutthetownbookwillbemeetingwiththemysterioussistercivilthatnightinordertoburythepoorshingler.
I guessBatmandidn't wanttogethispoorwidowfeetseeswetWhenAnyhoo, it's notlonguntilthejuniorsrolluponsistersymbols, hangoutonLeetofindoutit's a giantspeakingmodel, itofsorts, whichBrucequicklyinsults.
ThiscausesthewomenofBeltontohuntthemendownwith a packofhuntingdogs, whichguesswhataren't really a threattoSupermanJunior.
However, in a momentofwhat I canonlyassumeissubconsciousromance, thetwoburlybro's decidetoswitchcostumestothrowthedogsofftheirtrail.
And I shityounot.
Theychangeback, likethreepageslater, whenSupermanclaimsthat a batbecamesexuallyinterestedinhimwhilehewasflyingaroundinthebadsuit.
Yeah, don't worry.
ThisshitgetsevendumberasourtwoheroesareinterruptedbySisterCivil, whoisactually a giantgreenmonstersurprisecivil.