[for dorkwonder!]

[Kon was feeling pretty good as he touched down in a Keystone alley. The jeans were usual, but he'd swapped the S-shirt for the band of the moment and was feeling pretty good about the direction his day was going. Just as he'd thought he had nothing ahead of him but a weekend of farm chores (don't get him wrong, he liked Smallville fine, but the thing about country life was that it was ... slow. There were only so many times a day that you could put the cows out, and water the crops) and trying to teach Krypto not to roll in things.

Instead, he'd got a mission straight from Superman, and okay, so maybe Kon should be over that by now, but there would always be something about Superman coming to him for help ... even if there was no way in hell the man of steel would have been able to pull this off. Seriously -- pretending to have fun at an amusement park? With friends? Kon was so over that.

Though speaking of friends ...

Kon eyed the shadows doubtfully. The request for help had come from Superman, but Tim had made their plans. And if Kon knew anything about Tim, he knew that Tim wouldn't just be punctual to the meeting place -- he would be early.

Even if Kon had no idea where he was.]

Been waiting long?