slayers_desire | vacation awaits for two heros

"I'm not so sure giving a monkey sugar is the best idea," he says as he eats the treat. "What's it thinking?"

"It lonely. He can't find his family. That is why he is hanging around us." She tosses another cracker at the monkey.

"Poor little guy." Thousands of miles from home on a somewhat romantic getaway, and he ends up empathizing with a monkey. He doesn't mind so much though. "Think we could reunite them?"

Finishing her smore, April looks towards the jungle and uses her sense to listen to all the animals that make their home there. "They are further to the east. In the trees."

Clark holds out another cracker to lure the monkey in so that he can pick it up, letting it cling to him if it wants, so they can find the rest of the monkey family. "I guess I can't get away from rescuing even on vacation," he jokes.

The monkey quickly climbs up on his shoulder. April carefully wraps the food, and PINpoints it away for now. "Should we worry about putting out the fire?"

"No, I think it's burned down enough that it should be okay until we get back. We won't be gone for too long and there's not a lot of wind." And even if there was, they sensibly built their fire ring downwind from the tent.

"Good." Even though she can see in the dark, April does grab a flashlight. She takes Clark's hand and guides him towards the east.

"The jungle is alive with life tonight."

Even with a monkey clinging to his shoulder, it's still a quiet, almost relaxing stroll through the starlit landscape with his girlfriend. "It's definitely different from Kansas, or Rome."

"It is so pure. Natural. No humans around... including the two of us." April laughs softly. "Lizards. Birds. Insects. They are all living in their own little world with little worries."

"It's a side of Earth we don't normally get to see up close. There's so much about this planet that even scientists don't know, and the potential for discovery is amazing. And even those that we do know about, they exist just fine without us. In their own worlds, content to just be what they are."

"I want to discover so much with you." April softly states. Even though this is not his or her 'home' planet, she still feels at home at his side.

He gives her hand a light squeeze. "I have a feeling that we will."

He will hear the monkey trees before they arrive. There are literally hundreds of the creatures playing in the trees. His friends gets really excited, jumping up and down on his shoulder.

Entering the area, April looks up to the swinging monkeys. "There are so many."

"They must stay up pretty late. I guess the party never stops when you're a monkey." He walks closer to the trees, watching the creatures scamper around.

Several monkeys come down to start climbing all over him, and April. They are gentle and curious. The monkey they found is reunited with his family. And they all cry and chant with monkey sounds.

"They are nocturnal creatures. Sort of like me."

"They're a lot friendlier than I expected." He doesn't mind being used as a climbing post, not even when they start messing with his hair again. "They're pretty curious."

"I think it is because we are so similar to them. Evolution and everything." Some monkeys swing from the trees. Others check out Clark and April. Others find bugs and insects to eat.

"At least on the outside." He idly wonders if Kryptonians had any primate sort of ancestry. He's never really thought to ask Jor-El. "I bet we look pretty strange to them, not having fur and tails. And being so much bigger than them."

"They are curious to the lack of tails, and figure it is why we are not in the trees, swinging with them."

"Because... just like that Crash Test Dummies sing, there is no relation between Superman to Tarzan."

"The... what?" For obvious reasons, this song does not exist in his world.

And of course, the best way to answer that is to sing the first verse.

"Tarzan wasn't a ladies' man
He'd just come along and scoop 'em up under his arm
Like that, quick as a cat in the jungle
But Clark Kent, now there was a real gent
He would not be caught sittin' around in no
Junglescape, dumb as an ape doing nothing..."

April blushed. "There are songs about you. More than one."

He sighs a little. "Guess I shouldn't be surprised. I can't wait for people to start writing them about me."

"Aww it won't be so bad. There gotta be some good ones. There is one that I think fits to a tee, even though no one else would get it."

And taking the opportunity to sing again, with some very flattering dance moves, April performs for him.

"You're so hypnotizing. Could you be the devil? Could you be an angel?"

"Your touch magnetizing. Feels like I am floating. Leaves my body glowing."

"They say, be afraid. You're not like the others. Futuristic lover. Different DNA. They don't understand you."

"You're from a whole 'nother world. A different dimension. You open my eyes. And I'm ready to go. Lead me into the light. Kiss me, kiss me. Infect me with your love and Fill me with your poison."

"Take me, take me. Wanna be a victim. Ready for abduction. Boy, you're an alien. Your touch so foreign. It's supernatural. Extraterrestrial"

Katy Perry she ain't, but he will get the gist.

"...I can't say I've ever heard that one before either."

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