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The atmosphere in Wayne Manor’s grand living room was thick with a strange, stifled energy when Clark Kent answered the distress call. He moved through the silent threshold to find the usual whirlwind of activity replaced by a hushed, solemn circle. At its heart, on the deep Persian rug, sat two cats. One was a colossal Maine Coon, his tuxedo-patterned fur sleek and dark, his green eyes narrowed into slits of pure, unadulterated vexation. The smaller feline beside him radiated a similar vibe of profound grievance. Clark’s gaze lingered on the larger cat, and a knowing, gentle smile touched his lips. That imperious glare was Bruce Wayne, distilled into a four-legged form. Dick Grayson materialized at his side, vibrating with barely-contained mirth as he spilled a frantic, grinning acco…