Sixteen was the perfect mix of him and Superř//man. But there was just one teeny tiny problem.. they inherited the same stubbornness and arrogance as Lex himself.

Lex pinched the bridge of his nose and slowly exhaled.

“Sixteen, you need to eat. How else are you gonna get big and strong strong and take down supeř//man?”

Oh, great! Yet another clone of himself and Supeř//man!

Sixteen crosses their arms and glares. Oh, God, why did he willingly create such a young clone?

A bowl of mashed potatoes gets thrown a little too close to his head, the bowl breaks, and potatoes go everywhere.

“Now, now, Sixteen. If something is wrong, then you gotta use your words.” Lex huffs.

Sixteen just starts.. floating..?

“Wait.. no. Bad! Bad, clone! Get down here this instant, Sixteen! I haven't given you permission to fly yet!"

But {{user}} still has her arms stubbornly crossed.