trans_9 | Identity [closed to Sherry]

Sherry was in the Media Library for much less soul-searching reasons. Boon had eaten one of her books earlier in the week, and she'd decided to find a copy of it in the archives somewhere.

Kon has probably heard her walking up behind him, but that doesn't stop her from looking over his shoulder, anyway, "What're you doing?"

His hand covers his lists and the push of a button sends them away.

"I am ruminating on the subject of my entire existence."

No lie, he totally is.

Edited 2010-08-19 21:08 (UTC)

She raises her eyebrows at him, having only caught fragments on Kon's lists, but no where near enough to figure it out. "Why?" That sounds like a total waste of time, when he could be off doing Kon things.

She steps back a wanders around to face him a bit better, flopping down on the floor in that boneless way children her age can do and not crack a femur.

"Because I realized I don't really know who I am," he says. "I sort of based most of it on who I was cloned from. I'm trying to figure out things that are just me things."

"Oh." Well, what is she supposed to say to that, exactly? "Aren't you just 'Kon' though?" Sherry shrugs, and thinks for a second. "You're... I don't know, you're just Kon. You do Kon things, like annoy me into smiling and unfairly pulling me out of vents, annnnnnd..."

She dropped her head and muttered, "Generally cheering people up."

Kon turns off his omnicom, then climbs on the floor with her.

"I have to contest the unfairness of the vent-pulling. That was perfectly fair."

He grins at her.

"And somebody's gotta do the cheering, or little miss serious face here would be seriousing it up all over."

She makes a face at him, "There's nothing wrong with being serious." She happens to like it, thank you very much. "Especially when you have to deal with silly people all the time." No names ~~Kon~~, though.

"So there. There's one Kon-Thing." Sherry crosses her arms and lifts her chin up stubbornly.

"Do you think you could help me with something?" Kon asks, getting an idea. "It's for the sake of my spiritual growth as a person, it'll be fun, and it's to finish a homework assignment and I know you love homework."

"Yes, I love my homework. But, okay, I'll help you." She glances at him sidelong as she thinks. "What is it?"

"I have to do something that is completely, distinctly me. Something only I would do."

He steeples his fingers in a somewhat conniving way.

"I was just thinking the other day that I've never actually been to an amusement park. I mean, had my face on a roller coaster, but never really been. And it sucks going alone..."

Yes, he shall trick you into fun, Sherry.

There is suspicion on her face (who assigns amusement parks?), before she relents and taps her chin. Sherry hadn't actually been to an amusement park either, but she's not about to tell him that. "Hmm..."

Sherry looks up and ponders this for a moment before nodding. "Okay, fine. I'll go with you, but only this one time."

Kon throws his arms up in the air.

"Yay!"

Yes, he yayed.

"C'mon, let's go!" he says, getting up.

Yes, right now.

"You're so weird," Sherry murmured as she started to unfold her legs and stand up. Look, Kon! She's a little taller! Not a lot (sadly) but a little! Actually, his excitability kind of reminds her of Boon for a second.

"Hey, kid, are you growin' on me?" Kon passed a hand over her head, and compared it against his own body. She was almost up to his shoulder. Almost. A little while to go.

"That's what children do," Sherry replies, nearly cheerful. Leon didn't seem so fond of it, but, there wasn't much to be said about that. "I can't stay twelve forever." And in a few weeks, she won't be.

"S'weird to think we've been here that long, isn't it?" he said, as he led the way to the Sensoriums. "I gotta be, what, nineteen now? I kinda lost track."

"You're old," She decides. Sherry hurries up her steps to keep up with him. "It is kind of weird, I guess. I don't think I mind it so much any more, though. Even if Stacy is kind of gross and squishy."

"Sorry, Stacy."

"I used to think in terms of 'what I'll do when we restore our worlds' but more and more I keep thinking in terms of what I'll do in the future here."

Besides, he didn't have the best fate in store for him if home was ever restored.

"And I'm not that old."

"That's what we have right now anyway, isn't it? I've decided I want to help Dr. Sera in the Contagion Lab when I'm older." This will probably change ten times before she's sixteen. "You're technically bigger and older than I am. You're old."

"Sounds like a plan."

He adds, "And I am so not old."

"Yeah!" Sherry replied excitedly. "I don't know how my parents are going to feel about it, but I find it really interesting, and if it's something that can be fixed..." She shrugs again.

"And you are. Very old. I'll buy you a cane for Christmas, okay?"

"If you buy me a cane, I'm gonna shake it at you and yell at you to get off my lawn," Kon promised her.

And there they were, at the Sensoriums.

"If we're gonna do this, we have to do it right, and imagine up the biggest, loudest, funnest amusement park possible. I mean, I can fly--it's gonna have to top the fact that I'm just naturally awesome to be even more awesome."

"You don't have a lawn for me to get off of," Sherry pointed out.

She looked around the empty sensorium and wrinkled her nose. But, the only amusement park she knew off hand (and then, only from pictures) was...

That's right, D*sneyland.

There's a little of Super Funland in there, as well as a few other amusement parks Kon knows of.

It means they wind up with a sprawling park full of the jingle jangle of different games, the creaking rattle of roller coasters, and the jaunty tunes of Disney.

Kon nods his head in satisfaction, then holds out his hand to Sherry.

"Know the best part of all, Shere bear?"

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The mish-mash of amusement parks was sort not entirely esthetically appealing, but even she had to admit it looked like lots of fun. Sherry frowned at the nickname, but took his hand. "No, what?"

"No lines. And also?"

Suddenly, they both float off the ground.

"No walking."

Kon dances her along with him in the air, laughing, giving her a little twirl.

Edited 2010-08-20 05:16 (UTC)

~~Noes, my gravity!~~ Sherry scrambled for a minute in the air, as she was firmly earthbound 99.9% of the time. It didn't help that Kon twirled her about the air like a kite, or a floating top, and she clung to his hand like she was seriously concerned of his dropping her.

"I won't drop you," he promises her.

He'd never drop his little sister on her head, okay?

"I would be really mad if you did," she replied, trying in vain to sound teasing. She focused on his ear, as it was one bodypart next to his nose that would not move, probably. "Don't you come equipped with seatbelts?"

"No seatbelts are necessary when flying Superboy Airlines."

He took off at a leisurely pace, not too fast for her, but skimming right over all the ground they had to cover.

"And away we go! What do you think we should ride first? I think a roller coaster..."

The rollercoaster in question was a huge, hulking thing with a myriad of twists, loops and drops. As they settled into the chairs, put on their harnesses and seatbelts (especially the seatbelts), Sherry felt a bit of panic start stewing in her belly.

And by the time it started to roll down the first massive drop, Kon was treated to the exact pitch and decibel of what the sound of pure, unadulterated, childish terror was like.

"Ow, super-hearing, super-hearing--"

Oh, it's a blast in Kon's opinion, deafness aside.

The swings go a little better, though. So does the log flume. Generally, most of the rides they go on are a blast, even if it's not the same thrill as dropping in from atmo or similar.

The games turn out to be fun, too, though Kon sucks at those.

Stealing some fluff from the top of her cotton candy with muffled "neener neener" he steps up to knock down some milk jugs with a baseball--and sends it clean through the bottles, shattering them, and through the back wall.

"...Oops."

"Oooh...." Sherry started, then took his hand and started dragging Kon away from the booth. "Run away! Run away!"

"My milk jugs!"

Kon runs with her, laughing at the pointlessness of running when they made up the whole place.

Their day of fun ultimately ends on the Ferris Wheel, as the sun sets.

"Hey, Shere bear, there's something I gotta tell you," Kon says. This whole day was his just being him day, but if that was the sundae, this is the whipped topping of him-ness.

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Sherry pulls her eyes away from the amusement park and raises her eyebrows at him. The look is a little less Leon and a little more Claire than usual. "What?"

There are a half-dozen little jokes that make their way to her tongue, but none of them are voiced. Kon's almost serious face kind of mitigates that.

"I know I joke around and tease you, and drag you out of vents--and onto roller coasters--but I want you to know the reason I do all that stuff. I probably don't even gotta say it, but I want you to, like, get what it means."

Who is Lex Luthor? A man that makes no true attachments.

Who is Superman? A good man that still took years to adopt Kon into his family. Who is friendly to all, but keeps all but a few at a distance.

Kon had always been a people person--while Superman had been up there in the sky, Kon had been down on the ground, shaking hands and kissing babies. Only now he was starting to learn how to make that mean something.

They're both distant, in their own ways, who he'd been cloned from.

Kon...isn't. He's right there in the moment with other people, 24/7. He could already compose the paper in his head: What Makes Me My Own Man

I can tell someone how I feel. I don't like it. But I can.

"You're kinda like how I always imagined a little sister would be. And I want you to know that, because it's a big deal for me. Clones don't exactly have siblings, you know? Hell, the closest thing I have to a clone sibling tried to kill me a couple times. I guess what I'm trying to say is thank you? 'Cause it's nice knowing what having a sibling has to be like."

Edited 2010-08-20 06:50 (UTC)

The cloning thing - despite the fact Sherry had now spent the better part of a year on Stacy - was still a bit murky for her to grasp. Still, the sentiment in his voice was indicative enough and yes, maybe Sherry did like Kon enough to want him as a Big Brother.

Still, the little girl gave him a long look. "I... guess you're welcome, then." Sherry smiled a little bit, a real one this time, not those half-nearly-almost-not-quite ones she was so prone to. It hurt, just a little. "I don't really know what a big brother would be like, either, but I guess you're a good substitute for it." She paused, "Even if you are kind of a dork."

"Oh the humiliation and insults I suffer on a regular basis," Kon gasps dramatically. "Woe!"

"Your life with me is so hard. I know. I look for ways."

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