Clark: Guys, this is extremely dangerous
Clark: Especially you since, y’know, you’re all fleshy and have no powers-
Bruce: You’re sounding like 300 pounds of pure bitch right now, Clark
Diana: Yes, Kal, live a little, please
Clark: Both of you are a danger to yourselves
Diana, offended: I think we bring out the best in each other
Diana: Now, are you going to start the heavy-duty artillery so we can test our dodging capabilities or what?
Clark: No-
Bruce, basically whining: Oh my goshhhhh
Bruce: If I knew you’d be like this, I would’ve invited literally anyone else
Clark, stressed: Anyone else would've put a stop to this already
Diana: I think I’m fast enough to turn it on and get into position on time
Bruce: Should we try?
Clark: Please, no
Diana: I’m gonna try
Bruce: If it doesn’t work, I can throw a batarang at the on switch, probably
Bruce: Let's just hope we don't blow up, I guess...
Clark, annoyed: Holy shit, fine!
Clark: I’ll do it
Clark: Get into position, assholes
Diana & Bruce, shit-eating grins clear as day on their faces: Yay, thank you, Clark!
Clark: But I’m telling Ma you did this
Bruce: Booo!
Diana: Don’t be mean!
Trinity platonic bedsharing can actually be SO personal—
