You know, I’m a character inside of this story that you’re currently reading right? Well this is the story of a nightmare in my reality. (My name is Max)

City of Metropolis. 8AM.

I woke up one morning like an other morning, just on my way to the sandwich shop, Subway, to purchase a sandwich for breakfast but…

“It’s a bird, it’s a plane, It’s Superman!

Oh no, it’s Superman falling from the sky!”

I rushed over to see what had happened to Superman. “Are you okay, Superman?”

“I’m currently missing a limb, my hand got erased.” He said while he pointed towards the sky. I looked at where he was pointing… “Is that the new villain, Eraser Head?”

“No, That’s actually just an eraser.”

“How did that erase your left arm?”

“Look closer, it’s actually the Author holding that Eraser.”

“I can’t see that far.”

“Oh sorry, I forgot you don’t have Supervision.”

“Wait, so what’s happening up there?”

“I think the author is drunk and wants to erase me. “

“I’m reporting Live, From the scene if the fight, currently hearing that ‘The Author’ is looking for you , now is enough to make any grown adult cry.”

“Jimmy, You need to get out of here.”

“Oh okay, I’ll make a run for it Superman.”

“You too, Max.”

“Oh okay. I hope you can defeat The Author.”

“I can’t. So you need to get out of here while there’s still time. Hurry!”

I began running after Jimmy.

“Yo Jimmy, wait up, let me hide with you.”

“Max? Aren’t you friends with Mr Pickle?”

“That’s his English name, His Spanish Name is Un Pepinillo but, why did you bring him up?”

“I recently heard that he moved to Metropolis and seeing as Superman can’t defeat The Author, Superman will need all the help he can get.”

“I’ll give him a call.”

“Hey Max, Thanks for calling, I’m currently in a pickle at the moment… I’m out of Pickles!”

“Never mind that, but Superman needs your help.”

“My help? But I’m in a pickle at the moment.”

“It’s just some Pickles.”

“Never mind, I found some in the Pantry of the Subway shop.”

“Again, why prioritise the pickles? Superman’s in a pickle!”

“Without some pickles, we will both be in a pickle when I arrive.”

“What?”

“See, pickles supercharge my ability.”

“Oh.. I see.”

“Anyway, I’ll be on my way to Soup man.”

“I said Superman!”

“I know but we’ll need his help too I think.”

“Okay, I guess you know what you’re doing.”

“Soup man! I need your help!”

“Okay, what’s the situation?”

Mr Pickle explained the situation about the Author to Soup man.

“Ahh, I see. Okay. I’ll meet you there.”

Soup man and Mr Pickle arrived at the scene.

“Soup man and Mr Pickle?”

“Yeah, it’s us”

“Didn’t the Justice league appoint you to look after Gotham?”

“Yeah man, but we live in Metropolis, so we’re both actually off duty at the moment.”

“I see, see when I heard, “we’ll send someone from Gotham, I was expecting Batman, but not Soup man.”

“Lets work together Superman.”

“Sure, I can use any help I can get, but what exactly are your powers?”

“We don’t have time to explain, The Author has picked up his eraser.” Said Mr Pickle”

“Wait where did Soup man go?” Asked Superman.

“Soup man, I need your help, can you come here?”

“Well I can’t, I’m buying clothes.”

“Alright, hurry up and then come over here.”

“I can’t find them.”

“What do you mean you can’t find them?”

“I can’t find them, there’s only soup.”

“Whaddya mean, “There’s only soup”?”

“It means there’s only soup.”

“Well get out of the soup aisle!”

“Alright you don’t have to shout at me.” Said Soup man as he moved into the next aisle

”There’s just more soup!”

“Whaddya mean “there’s still more soup!?”

“There’s just more soup!”

“Go into the next aisle!”

“There’s still more soup!”

“Where are you at right now?”

“I’m at Soup!”

“Hold on Mr Pickle, I know where he is.”

“Superman, grab the eraser and hurl him over here, I’ll deal with it.”

“Okay.” Said Superman as he snuck up behind the Eraser and threw him towards Soup.

“What, My Eraser is gone!?” Asked the author. To his co writer”

“Where did you lose it?”

“Superman threw it into the soup store.”

“Can’t you find it there?”

“I can’t.”

“Whaddya mean you can’t!?”

“It’s just soup.”

Part 2 shall be posted later in the comments