Part 5: The Aftermath Ten minutes later, the battle was over. The city was saved, and crowd members were cheering for the Man of Steel as he shook hands with the mayor.
Meanwhile, Arthur was sitting on the cracked curb, completely silent, staring at the smoking crater where his car used to be. A single burnt piece of the front grille bounced off the sidewalk and rolled to a stop right between his shoes.
An insurance adjuster walked up to him with a clipboard, looked at the burning metal, and sighed. “Let me guess… Superhero damage? Yeah, check paragraph 4B of your policy. We don’t cover ‘Acts of Kryptonian Combat’.”
Arthur buried his face in his hands and wept quietly, realizing he would have to start eating canned beans for another five years.
