Different World [1]

Chapter Three

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Now changed out of the painting attire, I brushed my hair as I entered the kitchen. "Hey, Clark" I greeted, smiling at the hero. I smiled at the twins before walking towards the kettle. "Wait, so you can hear every sound in the world at once?" Jon asked Clark, eating his breakfast.

"It's more like I hear all the fluctuations taking place in the collective sonic frequency" Clark explained poorly to the twins. "That makes zero sense to me" Jon stated, unhappy with the complicated answer. "He basically can hear everything but has to concentrate on the sounds he wants to hear. Like this conversation" I explained as best I could to the twins, tilting my head with a smile. "Very close actually" Clark commented as I sat next to Lois.

"So how do you tell between, like, someone in trouble and someone shouting for a taxi?" Jordan asked, his eyes shying away from me. "Well, it took lots of years of training at the Fortress, but that's where I learned to hone in on certain sounds, like people in distress" Clark told them, happy he could share this part of him with the boys. "Wait, be for real, though. What's the most embarrassing thing you've ever heard?" Jon asked.

I began to cough, almost choking on my coffee. Lois was quick to pat my back while she warned Clark not to tell the boys. I gave Jon the stink eye, "Did you have to ask?" I asked him, catching my breath. The boys looked at me with wide eyes. "You know" Jordan stated, with his stupidly cute smirk on his face.

I gulped, gulping coffee. "No comment" I held my hands up in defence. The boys groaned at my little betrayal. "Why? Come one, please Em" Jordan begged me. I laughed at his attempt. "I'd rather not get a lecture from yer ma" I smiled nervously, knowing very well that Lois could very well get me begging on my knees for forgiveness.

After Lois and Clark began their lecture on how Jordan needs to control his powers, a knock on the door echoed in the house. Clark went to answer. The twins gave me pleading stares, silently begging me to spill. "Keep looking at me like that and I will knock yer teeth out" I warned them, knowing that if a certain curly-haired boy kept staring I'd give in fairly quick.

Clark walked back in with a small parcel in hand. "Who's that for?" I asked, taking a bite out of some toast. Clark placed the package in front of me. "You" He answered with the same tone I had. I looked at him wildly, making an 'mhh?' sound. He nodded before sitting back in his chair.

I opened the parcel carefully, seeing as it was a brown paper-covered box. I gently shook out the contents, my shoulders dropping. A pair of rounded glasses, some of my rings from home, a photo and a note. "How the fuck did these get here?" I asked, recognising my flash ring. I picked up the note, hoping it would give me an explanation. I groaned as I saw the writing. "What's wrong?" Lois asked, looking at the odd array of items. "It's in Kryptonian. I can barely make out a few words" I huffed.

Clark and the twins looked at me in surprise. "You can read Kryptonian?" Clark asked me. "Yeah, found an alphabet online and learned from it. Living with six boys takes away privacy" I said, leaving the note alone and moving to the photo. It was me when a few years ago with my cousins, Adam and Jon Jon. I smiled fondly as we held put Junior Cert results with their arms around my shoulders.

"What's with the glasses?" Jon asked, noticing that I hadn't touched them. "They're mine" I answered him, picking up the dark blue frames. It had been almost a year since I'd worn them, hating the memories that came with them. "You needed glasses and you never told us?" Lois looked at me with concerned and angry eyes.

I only shrugged, "I don't really wear them" I told her. Clark was very unamused while the twins just stared at me in awe. "Emma, you need your glasses or else your eyesight will get worse" Clark told her. "I've heard it all before Clark" I told him, his words flying high over my head.