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Clark and lois had taken their kids out to Smallville for a few days to see Clarks parents. Everyone was hanging out in the living room
"...so yea super-" Lois was cut off by y/n tired cries "oh looks like someone missed their nap, ill go put them down" Clark gets up from beside her. "dont worry i got them" He scoops y/n up and walks over to his old room
"Ok sweetheart, lets get you down" He whispered while bouncing the sobbing baby. y/n was stretching their arms out to something behind their dads back. Clark gently placed the baby down in the crib, but y/n kept crying and reaching their arms out in their dad's direction with grabby hands. "Dont worry i will be right back with your bottle" He patted y/n's head then ran off to the kitchen.
y/n grabbed the crib's bars tightly pulling themselves up and scanning the room. growing increasingly sad since they couldn't find what they were looking for, their stuffed toy. They tried to hop over the bars but instead started floating. They flew to the ceiling to get a better sight for the stuffed toy, Clark had unknowingly kicked it slightly under the bed that was just a little bit out of sight. y/n turned towards the toy but went to fast and bumped into the other side of the room.
Down in the Kitchen Clark had just got the water boiling when he heard *thump* he took a pause, scanning the room and the living room. Nothing. He even looked outside. Still nothing. he looked back down to put the bottle in the pot.
Back in the Bedroom when y/n was on the other side of the bed they had knocked the stuffed toy just to the left of them a few inches away they stretched themselves out ready to grab the toy. This time flying even faster this time bumping into the other wall.
Clark heard another thump, a little louder this time he was even more confused, Outside looked normal. The living room was also normal, he tried shrugging it off while cooling the bottle off but then he heard the thump again.
y/n finally got their stuffed toy but kept bumping into things trying to get back to the crib. growing tired and frustrated. Crying while spinning in the air
Clark was testing the bottle then heard *thump* *thump* then y/n's cries. He rushed to the Bedroom door "y/n are you ok-" he opens the door to see y/n floating almost 6 feet in the air cuddling her toy. "oh y/n your flying! come on lets get you down" He scooped them into a cradle hold to feed them"who's my cutesy little flyer?"
after feeding, burping and rocking the baby Clark had finally got them to sleep. "rest well my super baby"