Summary: Wonder Woman arrives in Metropolis to deliver something special.

Archive Note: This is a prequel (of sorts) to Marcelo's Island Paradise, which is also available in the Last Arkham Library.

Disclaimer: If Marcelo owned DC he'd be living in the Batcave.

Rating: PG-13 for adult themes

Feedback: Send Marcelo some tasty feedback. Or ice cream. Whichever.

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Double Chocolate Fudge Swirl
by Marcelo

Nobody said Man's World would be easy, but nobody told me it would be this hard. I don't care if I made a promise, I just want to go home. It's raining, you see, and it's cold. And the city below me looks dirtier and sadder than ever, dirtier to my eyes than even Gotham could be. I don't want to go down there and do what I promised you I would.

I'm afraid. Yes, Kal, I'm afraid of her. I know she will hate me even more, and I don't think I could endure that. Not tonight.

I'm so scared I feel like throwing up.

Damn you.

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Damn you.

Tonight it's a year since you left Earth to save the galaxy. A year since I made you this stupid, idiotic, juvenile promise I never expected to have to uphold. A promise you couldn't have expected me to uphold. I'm not like you, Kal. I can fight as hard as you but I'm not as strong.

But I will. May the Gods help me, I will fly down to your home and give your saddened wife this silly bowl of Double Chocolate Fudge Swirl. Not because I made a promise or because I'm a hero. I'm too wet and sick to be a hero tonight. And not because I love you.

It's because I can see her from up here through your apartment windows, and I can claim my tears are rain but she doesn't have that luxury. So although I'm the last person she whould like to see and this is the last place where I would like to be, I will go and eat this stupid ice cream with her. And I'll be there with her through this hell of a night, if she doesn't scream me out of your home and I don't fly away in a scare.

But damn you, Kal. For all of this.

.finit.

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