Bruce, outside Clark's room on the Watchtower: "Clark? What's happened, your message said it was an emergency--"
Clark: "Oh good I'm losing my mind." *yanks Bruce in*
Clark, exhausted, rocking a wailing Jon: "Lois had an emergency and I really need your help because no matter what I do he won't stop crying."
Bruce, rubbing his temples: "Uhh."
Bruce, glaring at him: "Well? Well what?"
Clark: "You've had so many kids!"
Bruce: "None of them were ever babies! Call me back in eight years!"
Both of them flinched as Jon wailed louder.
Clark, in despair: "I'm calling Diana."
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Diana, with lasso clenched in Jon's hand: "Why do you cry, little one?"
Jon: *still shrieking and sobbing*
Diana, looking up at them both: "This usually works."
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Barry, hands on his knees as he examined Jon: "Maybe he's in pain?"
Bruce glared at Barry as Clark panicked, hands messing up hair.
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Oliver, cooing: "Uncle Ollie's got this lil' guy, you just need some white noise." *turns on his playlist*
Bruce: "You're completely useless."
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Hal: "What's going on in here?" *elbowing his way into the crowded room*
Bruce: "Busy right now, Jordan." *frantically going through scientific articles*
Hal stared in horror at the child, who J'onn and Arthur are negotiating with while vigorously rocking the screaming toddler: "Jeez, what the hell are you two doing?" *conjures a giant green rattled and shakes it*
Jon, utterly transfixed abruptly stops crying. Clark raises his head off the table the second the sound stops, relieved.
Hal: "Want to see something even cooler?" *makes a plane and has it fly around*
Jon, reaching out to it, smiling a little despite the tears. Half the room isn't breathing.
Hal, grinning: "That's right little man, it is cool. So guys, seriously, why are we all in here?"
The League, as the small plane vanishes: "Don't stop!"
Hal, startled: "Whoa, relax! Uh, who wants to see a dinosaur?"