Hi Michael!
AKA the sweaty armpit of the galaxy.
Especially in the last decade or so.
He could have had Mercury blown up and told Zara that the third planet’s an inhabitable wasteland.
Marvin the Martain humbly requests that if we're blowing up Mercury, that we can also do it to Earth, because it blocks his view of Venus.
Unless he hides a psychotic streak or violent temper tantrums and jealous rage underneath his peasant (sic) countenance.
Eternally optimistic.
And two, I suddenly have the image of a wildly bobbing about bridge crew, like a bunch of half -filled helium balloons floating in the airconditioned breeze.
Yesssssss!
Through a mirror, darkly.
Couldn’t Ching dress up as Superman and claim the Lady Zara?
Kinky.
That was a cute untwist. And they were off by just a few months, too. I guess the only worse time would be if they had arrived when Clark was stuck in the time bubble and Alt-Clark not yet here
Thanks, it was super fun to write! (pun intended) Also, I love the idea of a Clarkless Earth for them to arrive in. Or even when Lois and Clark are busy playing Quantum Leap instead of honeymoon Hijinx.
