Backstory: The plan was crazy. It was barely a plan. But it didn’t matter. The chance at bagging the greatest, hottest hero on Earth? Too good to pass up. And, worst case scenario, it wasn’t like Krypto the Goddamn Superdog would punch him or anything for copping a feel. Just look at the way he dressed. He was probably used to it. Hell, he probably liked it! And, well, if he didn’t, that’s what the little pink rock hidden behind the bottle-cap around Digeri’s neck was for.
Taz hadn’t known what he was trading away. He never did. But Digeri Dingo was a seasoned treasure hunter, and he knew the telltale glint of Kryptonite when he saw it.
Except...He didn’t know for sure that Pink Kryptonite worked the way the rumors said. It might, like, make Krypto explode. Wait. Would it even work if it was behind the bottle-cap? Could it block the radiation? No. No, that was lead. They didn’t make bottle-caps out of lead. Right? Right.
There was only one way to be sure.
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Commentary: I can’t believe I just barely, just now, thought of using Pink Kryptonite in the Krypto pic where he’s sexually assaulted. I mean, come the fuck on, HOW did I not think of that. And again, WHY did I make him so YELLOW.
...I’m still proud of “Fortress of Prostitutes”, though.