I got an email from fanfiction.net that someone had submitted a review for my story "Basketball: a Lois and Clark Valentine" so I went to check it out. It was from someone named Nikole said "Hey, you took that whole 'im not mad at you' speech that lois said from the show. It's an exact copy of it, or just REALLY REALLY close. Couldn't find your own words i see. And you didn;t site that you took it form the show. That's illegal."
I didn't think I took *anything* from the show. In fact, I thought Lois's reaction was completely different from what happened in the show.
However, I was wondering if anyone else had the same opinion of that story. I don't think I took the lines from an episode and used them illegally
, but if I did, I'd be happy to take the story off the archive and fix it. What I thought I did was take Lois's reaction from the show and change it completely.
EDIT: sorry, I thought I had included this. Stupid me!
I finally had to get this out into the open. I covered his hand
with my other hand and declared, "Clark, don't worry. I know."
Clark backed away from me, eyes filled with fear. "You know? Know
what?"
I sighed. I guess if I was in his position I might feel the same
way. I had to let him know that he had nothing to worry about. I
wasn't going to tell anyone about him, and I had loved him before
I knew and I still love him now that I know.
I reached up and pulled off his glasses, still amazed at how
different he looked without them, and I unbuttoned a few of his
shirt buttons. "I know you're Superman, Clark."
"Lois, I'm so sorry. I was planning to tell you tomorrow..."
I cut him off, not wanting to hear how he was going to explain
himself. It didn't matter now. I even understood some of the
reasons he probably hadn't told me about himself. "Clark, it's
okay. I'm not mad."
Clark's eyebrows shot up. "You're not mad? I thought I was
talking to Lois Lane here."
I sighed again; sometimes my reputation is not the best when it
comes to dealing with interpersonal relationships. It was
probably right of Clark to think I would be angry with him for not
sharing his secret sooner. "Clark, I'm not mad. I realize you
have your reasons for not telling me. In fact, some of the ones
I've come up with make good sense. I mean, if I knew, I'd
automatically become a target, someone else to use to get to
Superman. And before you got to know me, I was just another
reporter who would stop at nothing to get the Superman story. It
makes perfect sense." Why was I being so logical? I'm never this
understanding, especially to Clark. It had to be a combination of
the pain medicine and love that clouded my other reasoning skills.
Clark shook his head violently, "Lois, you were never just another
reporter. I always knew you were the woman for me. I've loved
you since the moment I set eyes on you, and I knew you'd be the
one I'd tell about myself. I'm just sorry you had to figure it
out on your own."
- Laura
