Clark shuffled a little in his seat, making a face as he flaked. "Right. Well, I call this meeting of the Justice League to order, and I, uh, suppose we should start with new business first, in light of our... situation."
"Why the hell are we all food?!" yelled Green Chili. "I swear, if that damn Blood had anything to do with this--"
"Calm down, Oliver." Wonder Fish said, shifting as she studied the grill marks on her with suspicion. "We don't know who or what's caused this. It does seem that there was a specific decision on who became what, though."
Kyle groaned. "Aww, but why am I a fruitcake?"
Green Chili rolled his eyes. "Boy, I wonder..."
Superpie facepalmed, bits of crust folding up to reveal the warm apple beneath them. "Gentlemen, please. We don't even know who's been affected! For all we know, it could be just everyone on the Watchtower, in which case, we're guaranteed to still have one person with opposable thumbs who can help. Bruce must still be in his Cave, so if we could--"
He broke off as the doors to the conference room slid open and a mug of black coffee hopped its way into the room.
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Date: 2013-07-17 09:30 pm (UTC)"Why the hell are we all food?!" yelled Green Chili. "I swear, if that damn Blood had anything to do with this--"
"Calm down, Oliver." Wonder Fish said, shifting as she studied the grill marks on her with suspicion. "We don't know who or what's caused this. It does seem that there was a specific decision on who became what, though."
Kyle groaned. "Aww, but why am I a fruitcake?"
Green Chili rolled his eyes. "Boy, I wonder..."
Superpie facepalmed, bits of crust folding up to reveal the warm apple beneath them. "Gentlemen, please. We don't even know who's been affected! For all we know, it could be just everyone on the Watchtower, in which case, we're guaranteed to still have one person with opposable thumbs who can help. Bruce must still be in his Cave, so if we could--"
He broke off as the doors to the conference room slid open and a mug of black coffee hopped its way into the room.
"Don't. Ask."