Superman’s origin never made any sense, seriously. If his dad could build a rocket ship, why didn’t he build one big enough to save the whole family? Was he the only person smart enough to build a rocket ship, no one else on the planet thought to try and escape the planet’s destruction? Plus baby’s can hardly go an hour without needing to be burped, have their diapers changed, or be fed, so how did the baby survive all that time in space alone? Did he make the entire flight during a single nap time? Plus the odds of the baby randomly landing on an inhabitable planet have got to be nearly zero. Anyway, this all popped into my head one afternoon so I wrote this story.
On art note, I love how one of the planet’s land masses in the first panel looks like a strip of bacon.