Oh, that's so worth the bid I made
"Where am I?" He groaned, bringing a hand to his head. Whatever had just happened had *hurt*, and now he felt dizzy and disoriented.
Hit by a tini-tiny piece of rock?
The woman was staring at him. Staring as if...
He didn't have any clothes on.
Sex fiend!
She was stammering something now, something barely discernable through the loud pounding in his head.
Police! Police!
But I felt it--you--when it--you landed. The ground shook a little, and I... do you want my jacket?"
She knows he’s Superman. And she’s not running screaming. And he’s naked. But she’s not all over this. Thus, can’t be Cat. So…Lois?
And there was a crazy woman babbling at him.
Yeah, he’s sitting in a grace (i.e. a hole a six feet deep) and is naked, but *she* is the crazy one.
"... you okay, Superman?"
Well…not a big surprise by now, but still, twist! We are going to have a naked Superman in the same apartment as Lois Lane!
Superman? He just stared blankly. Who on Earth was Superman? And what kind of egotistical...
What? It just describes his prowess with the ladies.
Then you can tell me what happened,
/check/
and if you're hungry, I can fix you something to...
Not a good idea.
... I can call for takeout..."
Yep. So Lois. As if the nosiness and the babble weren’t enough of an indicator.
With her.
Where his clothes were...
Won’t need them at her place.
One, two, three, four... five locks?
See?
Five locks, and she was bringing a strange man into her apartment in the middle of the night?
No, she’s taking her beau home.
The way she kept looking at him... like she was trying not to look.
So, she managed to not drool all the way home?
And her heart would race ever so faster every time she snuck a peek.
And he thinks hearing her heart is normal?
SUPERMAN: Why wouldn’t it be?
She obviously knew him, and... liked him?
Well…parts of him.
CAT: You go, girl!
. Of course, she was fully clothed while he wasn't,
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. Like what his name was, for one. Where he lived...
Lord Kal-El. Planet Krypton.
A glance around his new surroundings told him it wasn't here. Not with those couches.
He shook his head slightly. "Okay, why do you keep calling me Superman? Is it some sort of... private joke or something? A nickname?
Maybe due to the size of the stuff they’re growing on Kansas farms?
"You don't remember, do you? Anything."
Oops? Also, is she now going to pull a Cat on him?
"I... no, I guess I don't. But..." He tried to keep the slight whimper from invading his voice. "Superman?"
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"S-sorry. I don't know what else to call you."
Big Boy? Hunk of Steel? Lover Boy?
This was Superman. In need of help.
CAT: I know just how to help him!
And she was taking advantage of the fact that he was more than half...
LOIS: …nine. I mean naked. Naked. Yes.
"Let me see if I can find you some clothes or something, Supe--" He started to wince. "I'll see what I can scrounge up."
Well…I think Wendy once had Lois dress Superman in a dress when she found him naked during one of those dreadful Nightfalls.
She rushed off to her bedroom, resisting the urge to shut the door behind her and freak out.
Superman was standing in her living room. Naked.
Jackpot?
And he didn't have a clue who he was.
So…bummer?
Right now she had to deal with the amnesiac Superman who'd crashed back to Earth in her alleyway.
Oh…that’s how she found him. I did wonder. You know, him crashing through her roof and smashing into her bed while she’s in the bathroom would also be funny
but he'd *been* heading her direction before he conked his head.
And that had to mean something.
Either that or he just evaded some doves and lost control.
Well, nothing of hers would fit. That was for sure.
Maybe Clark’s old stuff he left here for some obscure reason?
Not even Clark's, though Superman was far broader in the shoulders, anyway. Taller, too.
Right…
And just what did he wear when he wasn't in the suit? Or... maybe he was always in the suit...
Or, he walks around naked when he’s home alone with his wife and concubines…
A brief image of Superman in neon pink bike shorts and an equally loud top flashed through her mind. She stifled a giggle.
it looked like she was going to have to see what Clark's closet had to offer.
Oh boy.
Where the heck was he at two o'clock in the morning?
Out gallivanting with Cat?
. This was important, and it would be his fault anyway for not being home.
Not that it'll fit right, but it'll be better than just a towel or something.
Ooooh! Yes…Maybe he should take a shower and then wrap a towel around his wai…Lois? Lois? Hello? /waves hand/ Lois?
and hopefully I'll be back by the time you're done...
Otherwise she’d join him?
otherwise you'll be sitting in a towel, which I just told you was...
Once the lock was open, she hurried inside and shut the door behind her before any of Clark's neighbors decided to complain about her breaking and entering too.
Neighbor 1: What’s she doing?
Neighbor 2: Don’t worry. That’s just the squeeze of the dude living in 4B.
Neighbor 1: Yeah, but she’s breaking in!
Neighbor 2: Maybe he broke up with her and she’s trying to get some stuff back?
Over to her right, there was a sliver of light peeking out from under his wine rack.
Oops?
A secret compartment...
And half a dozen of Superman's suits.
Double Oops?
LOIS: So, my partner is doing Superman’s laundry and he didn’t think that relevant information?
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