Who:Kon and Tim What: Random awkward times are awkward. When:TONIGHT Warnings:A is for awkward.
Kon had been restless ever since his post on the boards, combine that with every single downward thought spiraling out of control in his brain a million miles an hour-and you had one cranky Kryptonian. Add onto that one who didn't feel like stepping more than a foot outside these days with the media buzzing about, and you had a very pent up cranky Kryptonian. None of which were very good combinations at all. He paced Zee's home back and fourth from one end to the other basically all day. It wasn't like he had much else to do. Connor was busy doing his helpful genius thing, Lois was working, everyone had something to do in that moment but him. He was a ball of super hyper active energy that couldn't sit still.
Krypto wasn't much better. He'd picked up on Kon's mood and occasionally ran into his master. Zee's was great, everyone under the same roof and all. But it just didn't feel like he really fit in there. He tried, but for the life of him he couldn't figure out what to put in the room he'd been given. So it remained minimal. He hadn't even had the money to replace his video game systems, nor the heart to go dig his food machine out of the wreckage of the complex to see if it still worked. He supposed he should otherwise there would be some very happy hobo with an endless magic food machine wandering about. But maybe even that was for the better. He was getting crankier with each step he took.
The party had been the first time he'd been out really, the last being Robin's birthday. Days out of a place not entirely his own was making him feel insane-more so than usual. He grumbled a bit as he paced the living room. He hopped up onto the back of the couch and just sat there. Feet dangling off the ground a bit. Glaring into the empty home. He should have probably been grateful for the time alone, but he wasn't.