This is just a bit of nonsense that came to me during dinner. I blame my best friend's sister. This probably won't make much sense to anyone. A hundred points to anyone who can guess what KD stands for.
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Clark moved in front of Lois to protect her. Dillenger levelled his gun at Clark, his finger poised on the trigger. The crowd slowly began to realize what was going on. Then, before anyone could make a move, the unthinkable happened:
Dillenger was suddenly flattened by a large, odd looking sphere.
Clark blinked.
The crowd began to scream as Dillenger's body became wrapped around the surface of the sphere, which was being pushed merrily along by an extremely wierd-looking...person...type...thing. The...person...pushed the ball along, rolling up Bonnie, Clyde, and even a confused-looking Al Capone who had just entered the room.
Lois and Clark shot each other a confused look as the person rolled his--or her--- ball around the casino, wrapping other casino patrons and even the slot machines around it's increasing girth.
"Let's get out of here." Clark quickly scooped Lois into his arms and took to the sky, just as the strange person had begun to turn his strange growing ball towards them.
"Clark?!" Lois looked at her flying partner in shock.
"Um...yeah, I guess I should explain," Clark stammered, still maintaining speed and altitude. "Do you think we could go somewhere private and discuss this?"
"Sure," Lois shrugged. "Do you think we could go to Japan? I suddenly have this strange craving for Kalamari."
