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Okay, this is either Zatanna, which I got a recent refresher of in Catwoman Tales, or Bizarro world. Hmm… on Superman and Lois, this fits right into the current season’s timeframe of the Bizarro arc.
Oh look, you did the entire story in reverse. Now, did you write little strong reverser tool or is that already readymade on the iNet? /cracks fingers/ elgoog tells me there is many a site that helps with these things. So, I’ll cheat to keep myself from going crosseyed.
Jimmy Olsen beamed as he accepted the Kerth award from the presenter.
Reverse indeed!
The girls in research were finally giving him their phone numbers.
Well, he’s keeping them employed now.
Jimmy felt a twinge of guilt, but then Cat started talking to him and his conscience stepped aside.
Perry had asked him when he'd turned his article in. “Are you sure about this?”
I do wonder if Jimmy’s just dreaming.
The lack of Clark. Lois glowering. Perry being doubtful. Jimmy wrote the Superman expose! He even got photos of Superman being fully exposed behind the bushes in Centennial Park.
Jimmy wondered what he'd been up to that was so exhausting, but he also wondered if he'd be too tired to register the sound of lock-picks.
Oh, it’s also to be read from the last sentence up not just reversed paragraphs. That explains the stiltedness and makes even more sense.
Let’s see…
As it was, the timing had been perfect, and that single, fateful second turned Jimmy's world upside-down and backwards.
He'd been sent on yet another banal errand by people he should be working with, not for, and so had dutifully gone to the supply closet. One second earlier, and CK might have heard him come in; one second later, and Superman would have been gone.
Oh boy. That sure establishes motive.
Jimmy felt a twinge of guilt, but then Cat started talking to him and his conscience stepped aside.
That’s why you don’t hand a loaded typewriter to a 22 y/o.
Lois hadn't joined in the celebration, sullenly focusing whatever article she was typing up. She was clearly jealous.
Yeah, jealous.
Occasionally, she'd glance over at the empty desk near hers and sigh.
Aww
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