Hi Mary!
A/N: Hoo-boy, this part took a long time. I sincerely hope it's enjoyable, and thank you all for bearing with me!
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Clark and Michel got amnesia and switched places, and just recently got themselves sorted out again.
LOIS: so, Michel goes over there and Clark goes over here… /points to her boudoir after learning that he’s Superman/
setting a gooey monstrosity on the table between him and Clark. “Here is your food, sirs,” she announced with that cute little Quebecois accent.
Cute how he’s appalled by the food but goes immediately for the French Accent.
It was a little annoying how Clark could effortlessly charm every pretty girl they came across;
CLARK:
She’s female?
/checks list/ nope, no checkmark at ‘Lois’.
When she finally left, Clark stared down at the “food”,
“Are you going to tell them that you helped me with—”
Keeping them all from dying a very saurian death?
Michel shook his head furiously. “Impossible! They would be livid!”
You could have died stopping that planet killing asteroid! Where you not thinking?
“Also impossible.” Michel sighed. “They're my parents, Clark! They raised me! It's bad enough that I'm here at all, against their wishes.”
He could also tell them that he fell in love with a Canadian waitress and moved there.
Clark frowned. “You can't just keep stalling.”
He means like he does with Lois and will continue to do so for another year or so? And that’s *before* he will decide to dump her like a hot potato lest she get burned?
CLARK:
I would never do anything as dumb as that!
The globe remained silent.
TBC...
That’s…poetic, I guess. The story thread remaining silent now
Read you again, soon, I hope
Michael
