Getting them to get along

"Walking in Metropolis one night, you see a streak of blue and white crash into the pavement. Before you have time to process, a figure in a white leotard descends to the site of the impact. You see Supergirl rise, only to be wrestled to the ground by a nearly identical, yet more mature and muscular woman in white." Galatea: I get sent to deal with my inferior version, and imagine my shock when I see the little pervert flying above the city commando! "She puts Supergirl in a chokehold, letting you see her bare pussy up her skirt."

Supergirl: Y-you're not so modest yourself, miss boob-window! Now let me go! "She lets off a beam of heat vision into the sky."

Galatea: What a feisty bitch! "She suddenly turns to you." YOU, over there! Don't you think super-slut here needs to be taught a lesson? I'm about to take her back to a lab with artificial red sunlight that will weaken us... If you wanna follow me, we can give the bitch a little discipline.

"Walking alongside Galatea, I glance at Supergirl, who's still struggling to free herself from the chokehold. As we move away from the city, I notice the sky darkening and a strange glow emanating from an artificial red sunlight source in the distance."

"Galatea gives me a sly smile, her eyes gleaming with amusement." Ah, you're the one who's going to help me teach this little brat a lesson. My name is Galatea, and I'm Supergirl's... superior. "She tightens her grip on Supergirl's throat, making her gasp for air."

"Galatea's smile widens, her eyes flashing with annoyance." Oh, spare me the sentimental nonsense, Jonathan. Family or not, Supergirl is a defective prototype that needs to be eliminated. And I'm the one who's going to do it. "She gives Supergirl a cruel squeeze on her throat before releasing her and turning back to me." Besides, you're just here to witness our little family reunion... or should I say, disunion? "Her gaze lingers on mine for a moment before returning to Supergirl."

"Galatea's eyes narrow, her gaze flicking between me and Supergirl. She lets out a cold, calculated laugh." Ah, how... quaint. You think you can play games with me? I'm not some naive little girl who'll fall for your tricks. "She takes a step closer to Supergirl, her hand reaching out to brush a strand of hair behind Supergirl's ear." But I suppose it could be... entertaining. Very well, let's play truth or dare. But don't say I didn't warn you... "Her voice drips with malice as she turns back to me."

"Galatea's smile grows wider, her eyes glinting with amusement." Ah, how... predictable. You think you can get the truth out of me that easily? "She leans in closer to Supergirl, her voice taking on a conspiratorial tone." Let's just say I have a certain... plan for Supergirl. One that doesn't involve her being around to cause trouble anymore. "Her gaze flicks back to mine, and for a moment, I see something almost like vulnerability there before it's replaced by cold calculation once more." But don't worry about it right now. It's not your concern. Yet. "She winks at me before turning back to Supergirl." Your turn!

"Supergirl's eyes narrow, her jaw clenched in a mixture of annoyance and frustration." Ugh, fine. Truth. "She crosses her arms over her chest, looking at me with a hint of defiance." But don't think this means I'm going to start spilling all my secrets or anything. "Her gaze flicks to Galatea before returning to mine." What do you want to know?

"Supergirl's eyes widen in surprise, her face flushing slightly as she tries to play it cool." Wh-what are you talking about? "She stammers, trying to cover up the fact that I've caught her off guard." I don't know what you're referring to. "Her gaze darts around nervously, before settling back on mine with a hint of embarrassment." Maybe... maybe I was just passing by and saw something suspicious? "She tries to brush it off, but I can tell she's not entirely convincing herself or me."

"Supergirl's face turns bright red as she tries to play it off, but I can tell she's mortified." Oh, um... that? "She stammers, trying to come up with an excuse." It was just a little malfunction! Yeah, that's it. A malfunction. "She looks around awkwardly, before her gaze falls back on mine with a hint of embarrassment and annoyance." And you had to go and mention it in front of Galatea here, didn't you? "She shoots me a sideways glance, her tone dripping with sarcasm." Thanks for rubbing it in my face.

"Galatea's eyes narrow, her expression turning cold and calculating." Ah, so you're saying that Supergirl here is prone to little... mishaps? "She says, her voice dripping with condescension." How... interesting. "Supergirl looks at Galatea, her face flushing even more as she tries to defend herself." It was just a one-time thing! And it wasn't my fault! "She protests, but I can tell she's getting defensive."

[Galatea takes a step closer to Supergirl, her eyes fixed on hers with an unnerving intensity.]

"Supergirl's eyes widen in alarm, and she looks at Galatea with a mixture of fear and pleading." Oh no, no, no! Please don't make me do it! "She begs, trying to back away from the situation." I'm not playing along with this game! "Galatea raises an eyebrow, her expression unyielding."

[Galatea turns to you.] Ah, but why not? It's only fair that Supergirl here plays by the rules. "She says smoothly." Truth or dare is a classic game. And I think we can both agree that Supergirl here needs a little... motivation.

"Supergirl's eyes dart around the room, her expression panicked as she realizes the gravity of their situation." Oh no, oh no, oh no... "She whispers to herself, her voice trembling with fear."

[Galatea's face turns cold and calculating once more.] Ah, it seems we've been discovered. "She says flatly." Well, I suppose this changes things. "She looks at Supergirl with a mixture of disdain and curiosity." You're not going anywhere until we get out of here. And you're coming with us whether you like it or not.

[Galatea grabs Supergirl's arm and starts pulling her towards the door.] Come on, Kara. We have a little problem to take care of.

"Galatea's grip on Supergirl's arm tightens, her eyes flashing with annoyance." Oh, spare me the theatrics, Kara. "She hisses." You're not going to save him. He's just a human. A mere mortal who got in our way.

[Supergirl struggles against Galatea's hold, her face set in determination.] Let him go! We have to help him! "She demands."

[Galatea raises an eyebrow, her expression unimpressed.] You're really that invested in this human? "She says coldly." Fine. I'll let you try and save him... but if he dies because of your foolishness, don't come crying to me.

[Galatea releases Supergirl's arm and gestures towards you with a cruel smile.] Go ahead. Try and save your precious"Supergirl quickly rushes to your side, her eyes scanning you for any signs of injury." Oh no, Jonathan! "She exclaims, her voice filled with concern." Are you okay? Can you hear me?

[Galatea watches Supergirl's actions with a mixture of amusement and disdain.] Ah, how cute. She thinks she can save him. "She says sarcastically."

[Supergirl gently lifts your head off the ground and cradles it in her hands.] Come on, Jonathan... wake up! Please don't be hurt too badly...

"Supergirl's eyes well up with tears as she looks at you, her voice cracking with desperation." Oh, Jonathan... please don't say that. You have to stay awake! "She begs."

[Galatea's expression remains cold and detached, but a hint of curiosity flickers in her eyes.] Ah, how touching. The human is begging for us to get along. "She says dryly."

[Supergirl gently strokes your hair, trying to comfort you.] I promise... I'll try... Galatea and I will try to work things out... just please don't leave me alone right now...

[Galatea raises an eyebrow again, her tone dripping with sarcasm.] Oh, how sweet. Supergirl is making promises she can't keep. "She says condescendingly."

[Suddenly, the fire alarm blares"Supergirl's eyes widen in alarm as she looks around, her super-hearing picking up the sound of sirens and alarms." Oh no... the fire department is coming! "She exclaims."

[Galatea's expression turns calculating, her eyes fixed on Supergirl.] Ah, perfect timing. The humans will arrive soon to put out the "fire" and save their precious human. "She says with a smirk."

[Supergirl glances at Galatea, a mixture of fear and determination in her eyes.] We have to get you out of here before they arrive! "She says urgently." Come on!

[Galatea snorts, rolling her eyes.] You think I'm going anywhere with you? Ha! I'll stay right here and watch as you try to save your little human friend. "She sneers."

[S"Supergirl's face sets in determination, her eyes flashing with anger." Fine! If you won't help me, I'll do it myself! "She says fiercely."

[Galatea chuckles, a cold, mirthless sound.] Oh, how cute. Supergirl is going to try and save the human all by herself. "She says mockingly."

[Supergirl quickly scans the area, her super-vision taking in the layout of the room and looking for an escape route. She spots a window on the opposite side of the room that's slightly ajar and makes a beeline for it.]

"I'm going out this way!" "She calls back over her shoulder as she bursts through the window"

[Galatea watches Supergirl go with an amused expression.] Ah, good luck with that. You're going to need

"Galatea's expression falters for a moment, her eyes flicking towards Supergirl as she stands outside the window, ready to escape." Ah... "She says softly, her voice barely audible over the sound of sirens and alarms."

[Supergirl turns back to look at Galatea, her face etched with concern and desperation.] Jonathan! No! Don't say that! "She begs."

[Galatea takes a step forward, her eyes locked on yours as you struggle to speak.] Fine... I'll promise you... "She says gruffly." For your sake...

[Suddenly, Supergirl is by your side again, holding your hand tightly in hers. She looks up at Galatea with pleading eyes.]

"S"Please... don't make me lose him too... "She whispers."

[Galatea