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Wait… what? I don’t want to………..
*looks around the apartment in confusion, a disgusted look on his face* This isn’t Daxam, where am I?
-Conner opens up the door to Mon’s apartment- Hey Mon there you are what’s up? Sorry for bursting in like this, but I was in the neighborhood. -Conner grabs a soda from the fridge and plops onto the couch-
Um….. who in Sard’s name are you? And how dare you simply approach me like I’m some commoner, I’m a prince of Daxam and you will treat me as such.
-bursts out laughing- Oh my gosh Mon that’s hilarious, is this really what you acted like back then?
*confused* What do you mean by “back then” nothing has changed. Where am I anyway this doesn’t look like Daxam? *looks out window* Why is the sun yellow? Explain now!
Dude Mon this joke isn’t funny anymore. What’s next you’re gonna hate me?
You think I’m joking? Do I need to spell it out for you? I am Mon El Prince of Daxam. You will tell me where I am and why I’m here
-Kon rolls his eyes and uses a sarcastic tone- Youre here your majesty because this is where you live. It’s your apartment. Daxam was destroyed mister drama queen, so please stop this act.
*a look of shock goes over Mon El’s face* You dare talk to me in that tone of voice? What are you a Kryptonian? *scoffs* Daxam couldn’t be destroyed, not unless the Kryptonians finally showed their true colors. The worthless [Untranslated Daxam insult for Kryptonians]
-Kon is starting to lose it, the joke isn’t funny anymore and now he’s insulting Kryptonians. Kon uses his super speed and pushes Mon gently back into the wall pinning Mon there so he can talk some sense into him- Mon what the heck man? This isn’t funny. Stop saying those things about Kryptonians. My gosh what if Clark or Karaheard you say that? Seriously what’s gotten into you? 😡
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*Mon is a bit surprised when Conner pins him to the wall, he struggles a bit before hearing what Conner said. He rolls his eyes* Like I care if any Kryptonian heard me, they always seem to have something to say about us. I don’t know who this Clark guy is, so why should I care what he thinks especially since he’s apparently Kryptonian. *he pauses* Wait did you say Kara?
-Kon takes his jacket off revealing the S shield- Yes Kara, Clark, and I are your friends from Krypton. Well Kara is your girlfriend.
*a look of surprise, but also a flash of clarity go over Mon El’s face. He shakes his head and looks at Kon in anger* You wear the symbol for the house of El. Unhand me now you filthy Kryptonian. Why should I believe anything you say? All you Kryptonians do is lie, I could never be friends with, let alone date one of your kind. *Mon El pauses glancing at the S Shield on Kon’s chest again. Incomplete flashbacks of that symbol and the people he knows who wear it enter his mind. He looks confused.*
You don’t remember me do you? Oh great I’m having to deal with you when you were self absorbed. -pauses for s moment- I have proof that you know who I am. -In a flash Kon leaves the apartment and in another flash he’s back holding a camera- I have pictures of us together Mon
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Wow rude Clearly I don’t. You have proof? *Mon blinks, not expecting Kon to disappear and reappear so quickly. He would have thought Kon could teleport, if his eyes hadn’t see the movement.* You have powers? *he glanced at the device in Conner’s hand, not sure if he was more curious about the pictures or Kon’s powers.*
(Whose rude me or Kon?) Yes I have proof look at these pictures of us together on my camera. -Kon shows Mon a bunch of pictures of them together- Powers? Yeah I have quite a few of them actually =) -Kon wasn’t sure telling Mon he had powers was a good idea especially since Mon isn’t exactly himself at the moment-
(Kon, the crossed out is the real Mon talking)
*looks at the pictures on Kon’s camera, memories etch their way in to Mon’s mind* I… I remember this. I think? Unless it’s just more of your Kryptonian tricks. *Mon looked a little worried* A few? So what you’re powerful on this planet? How? *Mon hesitates for a moment* Do I… have powers? *he asked, but still isn’t sure if he can trust Kon*
““Yeah you do have powers Mon”
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