Darth Michael: Yea! Feedback!
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Egos Bruise Easily
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LOIS: /whispers something to Clark/
CLARK: /feels as if she kicked him in the crotch with K-spiked heels/
That pretty much describes it... On to 205! Oh, wait. More FDK. My bad.
Oh my. He’s going to tell her that she’s just a poor imitation of the glorious reporter he fell in love with. And her defective clone.
CLOIS: Hey!
CLARK: You weren’t hot for me on our wedding night while the real Lois would have been…
CLOIS: /tries to remember that far back/
CLOIS:
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I *did* change my mind, eventually!
LOIS: And you think that’s a *bad* idea? /mad/
CLARK: What?! It's not as if the curse would have been in effect since she's a clone, right? So, win-win. Right?
ANOTHER LOIS: Want some Kryptonite, sister?
CLARK:
So: ‘I can’t do a homerun with you but we can still play with third base and make you win’?
CLARK: /flips through medieval manual on what constitutes "consummation"/
LOIS: You do know that foreplay wasn't invited until women stopped being considered chattel, right?
She deserved much better than him, his provisional truths, and his apparent naiveté when it came to women,
ER: /suggests it's time to bring in the DEA/
CLARK: And that's supposed to be an improvement?
LOIS: I'm with the lunkhead on this one.
CLARK:
Does that mean you agree with me or not?
LOIS:
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Jimbo! You're up! Oh, wait. You dated my sister. Never mind.
JIMBO:
LOIS: I give up and moving to Gotham City. Maybe there's an honest, decent man living there.
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: I'm afraid not.
For instance: I have a wife. Had a fiancée. Hooked up with my highschool buddy. And well in love with at least one other Lois.
CLARK: Yes, that would be an example of "wrong".
Couldn’t he lock her up on an isolated island fortress?
Unlike Lex Luthor, Clark only wants Lois if she's willing. (i.e. Lex did too, but he kept your idea as his fall back plan.)
Couldn’t he hover close and intercede when the creep tries something?
MAYSON: She's want me to issue a restraining order against Superman? Doesn't he keep saving her life on a daily basis?
HENDERSON: I know, that's what I told her, but she said she has her reasons to risk it.
CLARK: Mayson, would you go out to lunch with me tomorrow?
CLARK: Exactly. I didn't say "on a date"! Also, lunch... not dinner.
Yeah, I guess picking out basically random women who send him panties via e-mail for a complimentary dinner and some calories burning afterwards wouldn’t be called dating.
CLARK: I didn't do that. After I met Lois, it was either her or nobody.
LOIS: I get that reaction, a lot.
Like ‘want to come in for coffee’ means ‘let’s get naked’ or ‘I want to move in with you’ means ‘let’s get naked. Often.’.
CLARK: That’s confusing. Why would I want to be naked with a roommate or while sharing a coffee? Besides, I prefer fruit tea.
LOIS: /razz/
Actually, this Clark isn't as big a tea drinker as canon Clark.
That was just for tax purposes or to be able to charge it to the expense account.
CLARK: I was?
LOIS: /razz/
CLARK: But I don't charge for my services.
No, that’s because she’s easy.
CLARK: Totally didn't get that vibe.
LOIS: He really is too innocent for his own good. Then, again, he did befriend Cat, so his slut-dar must be on the fritz.
Or it’s that she knows he’s terrible at keeping a secret and how much Mayson detests men who defy every law known to women of science.
Only if it means more paperwork for her.
I hear that’s why the highschool boys carry their books in front of them.
That makes sense.
He really thinks he can last a day?
You're absolutely correct. There is a possibility that Lois will survive the curse, and he'll die.
Like possessing a forked tongue?
LOIS: I really liked it when Lex did XYZ for me.
LEX: Wait. What? That's not right. I never did anything for that woman that didn't benefit me first.
Must be doing wonders for her selfesteem…
LOIS: Maybe I should not have had Clark remove the treadmill. Let’s see, the closest Fudgecastle is at…
He's still kissing her passionately.
Oh, look! He had noticed.
CLARK: /Yep, I only act like a lunkhead./
LOIS: Oh, really?
Right. He really is a naïve idiot.
Or never seen Lois really happy.
Oh. That’s why.
CLARK: /confused/
He's a good guy. Of course he'd assume she was nominated.
Don’t cha worry, dear. He’ll take you with him to the awards ceremony if you promise to kiss him afterwards.
CLARK: I know! Why is she so upset?
It’s because they think she’s a bad person for trying to marry Lex. Plus, her investigation is to blame for the sudden lack in personal funding of the Kerth Committee members.
All could be possible.
LOIS: Bias, I say! They are biased against me!
Maybe something low cut, so he will get an idea about what’s on her mind for when they get back home?
LOIS: Maybe I should just something from Cat's almost-not-there collection. He needs a BIG hint.
Brave. Foolish but very brave.
CLARK: So... too soon for jokes?
He should have Superman ask out Lois?
Superman wasn't nominated for a Kerth Award.
Maybe someone should tell her that there’s only one submission per publication and category? So, that means Perry selected Clark’s story as the strongest prospect.
PERRY: /help/
LOIS: /mad/
PERRY: /starts shaking his finger at her/ Because of your actions, Lane, I had to call that no-good criminal billionaire my boss. AND, he replaced me with a snivel nosed frat boy. AND he blew up my baby!
LOIS: Still...
Maybe he just found out that the two people who got medically experimented on in the retirement home where Jor-El and Lara?
Oh. That's just sad.
CLARK:
How can you even joke about such things?
So, Lois won Ralph three Kerth Awards and a fourth one for Claude?
She won one for Claude.
LOIS: Inadvertently.
EW: But Ralph only joined the DP for less than a year. He came on after the Messenger story and left before 1994 Kerth Awards.
She’s quite gracious, isn’t she?
LOIS: Why? He got x-ray vision. Super-hearing. Super-speed. And he’s years from the future. And with all those things, I still manage to beat him out on stories, so that makes me /counts with fingers/ yeah, five times better than him.
She's just being honest.
PERRY: And tactful.
CLARK: That's tactful?
PERRY: For Lois, yes.
Three sounds much less boastful than ‘multiple’ or ‘several’?
I was going for "she couldn't help herself."
Quite cavemen of him.
Father Carlos: Plus, I’m legally obligated to abstain.
Some women like their men to playact like cavemen, sometimes.
Wear something even lower cut than the dress?
CLARK: Do we really need to catch these sound robbers?
/confused/ Clark’s going to go in as cougar bait?
LOIS: He needs to blend in.
Says the man wearing tights.
No. Superman wears tights. Clark wears suits. Big difference.
Umm…some extra print in there.
Ooops. Thanks. Fixed.
ER: /WHERE exactly is her hand going "down" from his hip?/
Down his thigh.
Clark said as his mind went to a horrible spot where an imaginary tabloid headline blared ‘Superman Has Fun in Leather.’
ER: /imagines scene from his favorite PA movie/
Yep. That's what Clark's afraid of.
Doubtful, if she's going to the Stoke Club.
Lois slapped his hand away. “No touching the merchan…” She hesitated. “— dise… no.” She appeared to be contemplating something, before saying adamantly, “No.”
Did Lex just sour the idea of naughty roleplay for her?
No. She's debating on whether letting him see and touch would increase his desire or sate it. Perhaps the unknown, or the not-knowing, will... um... stoke his fire.
That she looks like that?
CLARK: /mecry/
Her flirting with Stoke is make believe.
CLARK: phew.
So, I apologize if there were more typos and grammatical mistakes than usual.
Actually...
The usual amount?
Actually, if work weren't so unpredictable, I might actually... But this way, I get to still enjoy the story and make happy notes along the way ...
Thanks, Michael, for considering it. I'm happy for FDK either way.
I just wanted to allow anyone (possible lurkers out there) who didn't want more delays to know that there was always another route available to read my story.
