Bruce and Clark bodyswap au, in which they have to pretend that nothing is wrong until they can figure out to change them back to save face in front of their families and friends, continued from pt 1
Clark, in Bruce's body, painstakingly putting on bat-mascara and bat-eyeshadow all around his eyes: I cannot do this everyday, this is killing me
Tim: But you always say that this is the best part of your job?
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Diana, having suspected something was amiss, throwing the lasso on them: The lasso of truth compels you! Who are you really? Tell me this instant.
Bruce, in Clark's body, gesturing to Clark in Bruce's body: We are Bruce and Clark.
Martian manhunter, who has long since read their minds but isn't a snitch: Yes. They are indeed Bruce and Clark.
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Clark, in Bruce's body, at the watchtower one morning, cheerfully, in an unnatural expression: Hello Hal!
Hal: Did you swap so much spit with your boyfriend that you ended up swapping personalities?
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Bruce, in Clark's body, frustrated at a case: Fuck.
Kon, who cusses 344543 times a day, immediately hugging jon, hands over his ears, betrayal shining in his eyes: W-what did you just say?
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