[Comprehensive British and American] When Superman Got a Cat

Buster, a black cat born after the death of a certain universe in the superhero multiverse, has a close relationship with the Lady Death in the Endless Family. After understanding basic human common sense, Buster was thrown into a universe by Lady Death, where the plot had not yet begun, and began a life called experience but actually a wandering life. After a series of jumps and turns, he finally achieved enlightenment with Superman (bushi). Reading tips: 1. The author is a newcomer and a novice at writing. If you can't accept it, let's just get together and disperse. Refill 2. The author doesn't know much about the DC universe. The source is limited to some movies and some fan works. He has never read the comics and only watched some movies. There are many private settings, so OOC warning. 3. The update is unstable, please proceed with caution 4. This article is about the author's self-cutting of his legs, so there may be some comments below. Please be aware. 5. Bastet, the cat god in ancient Egyptian mythology, is a goddess. Here we only use her name and no other special meaning. 6. Buster will be adopted by Bruce, become childhood sweethearts with Superman, and escape from death more than once, but he 7. Thought of adding… Here is an inspiration from the author when he conceived this article: "Mr. Superman..." The words that suddenly came from behind interrupted Superman's continued action of putting on his uniform. He turned around in a panic and said nervously, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong? It's all my fault. I'm too strong..." "Mr. Superman..." Seeing the unstoppable concern in those clear blue eyes and hearing those panicked words, Buster couldn't help but feel a little funny, "I'm fine, Mr. Superman, I just want to apologize to you." "Ah?" Hearing this, Superman couldn't help but be a little stunned. He lowered his eyes and looked at the young man sitting by the bed. Under the dim light, the red marks all over the young man's body were clearly visible. His slender neck, white chest, thin waist and abdomen, and even the inner sides of his plump thighs were all covered with dense, terrifying red marks. There were red marks, some with suspicious tooth marks... Superman didn't dare to look anymore, he just lowered his head, as if he was looking for dust that didn't exist on the carpet, but his eyes were attracted by the delicate feet stepping on the carpet. The toes were slightly curled, sinking into the carpet, and under the light they looked like beautiful jade that was waiting to be discovered. Superman closed his eyes as if to escape, and finally raised his head and ran into those wet sapphire-like eyes, whose owner was looking at him meaningfully. "Why are you apologizing?" Superman's voice was hoarse, with a hint of indistinct desire. His Adam's apple rolled up and down, making an indistinct swallowing sound. "Because I originally thought that the name Superman was just a hyped gimmick, just a young boy with some abilities who wore a tight suit and wandered around." Buster paused, "What kind of person can be called Superman?" Buster trailed off, looking at Superman from top to bottom with an almost scrutinizing gaze. His resolute face was red. The tips of his ears, the strong muscles that were exposed due to being interrupted and not having time to put on the upper body uniform, the slightly clenched fists hanging at the sides, and the big guy who was obviously very restless under the tight-fitting uniform, Buster's substantial gaze almost made Superman rush out, especially when he stayed in some places for an extra long time, which made the big guy even more energetic. "Ha," Buster noticed Superman's restless movements, sneered, and continued to talk lazily in a hoarse voice, "Now it seems that Mr. Superman is very worthy of his name," Buster looked at Superman's crimson ear tips, and continued He continued to say eagerly, "Whether it is shape, length, hardness, durability, speed, strength, etc., To a certain extent, they can all be called super." Buster drawled his voice, "In addition to being a little green in technique, there are Except for the shortcomings, everything else is blameless, but skills can be learned. I believe that with Mr. Superman's wisdom and my personal experience, this aspect will be perfected soon. After all, Mr. Superman's progress has been very obvious before, and he is getting better every time. From starting to ignore others, he is now a proficient person. Mr. Superman is really awesome. So can Mr. Superman forgive me?" Buster clasped his hands and stared at Superman seriously, watching the red color spread rapidly from the tips of his ears to his neck. "Ah... Ah! I heard someone calling me. You have a good rest first. I'll come see you later." The slightly teasing voice and serious eyes made Superman run away. He turned around quickly, put on his uniform at super speed, then rushed out of the door and flew towards the sky. Intention: Love is eternal