Panic at the Fortress of Solitude

Time for another entry in Friday Fictioneers challenge, courtesy of Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. If you want to give it a try, check the info on her blog. 100 words more or less, inspired by a photo, here we go….


 Copyright –  Marie Gail Stratford

“Hurry, we need to evacuate the alien zoo.”
“Whaaat?” Lex froze at the entrance, confusion plastered all over his face.
“Ok, so I have a little alien zoo here. No biggie.”
“Clark, since when do you say “No biggie”?
“Come on, Lex. You are channeling Lois. I collected few creatures here and there…They are worth a fortune on the black market.” Clark smiled sheepishly.
“Who’s the buyer?”
“Maxwell Lord.”
“Remind me why they call you Superman?” Lex rolled his eyes, trying to calm down a shrieking antler-pig in his arms, mumbling: “This is my favorite suit.”
“Lex, say cheese!”
“Don’t you dare!”

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