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Chapter 12 by Blackskull Blackskull

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Lois drinks it

This was her moment, now or never. Lois covered the distance between her and Harley in a few steps, reaching forward and grabbing the vial.

"Hey! Get off, Red!" Harley exclaimed. She pulled away, reached her arm back and threw the vial at the water.

Lois dove after it, her fingers clasping it in mid-air, then she landed with a splash in the cold water, struggling to keep the vial out.

"Now what?" Harley asked, "If you get out I'll just throw it back in."

Lois knew she was right, but she owed it to Metropolis to stop Harley's plan. She brought the vial to her lips.

"No!" Harley exclaimed.

Ot didn't taste too bad, actually. Vaguely of blueberry. Lois downed the entire lot.

"Tough luck, Harley." Lois said, paddling back to the concrete edge. "Your plan is done."

"Yeah, I suppose so." Harley shrugged. "But I'll come up with another one. Here-" she held out a hand and helped Lois out of the water. "First, though I'm going to tell everyone to watch the Pulitzer awards tonight. You're getting one, aren't you?"

"Yes, why?" Lois panted as she stood on the dry edge again.

"Good luck collecting it, when you can't wear any clothes."

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