Hi Virginia,
she didn’t want him to sacrifice himself to protect her
READERS: It's Clark, Lois. He wants to protect everybody, specially you, even without his powers...
LOIS: Powers? Only Superman has powers! And Trask is wrong; Chuck is not Superman! I know that.
READERS: Well....
LOIS: You could say that, Chuck...It's an understatement!
“He was aiming at you, not me, you lunkhead,” Lois corrected him, running her fingers over his hair.
“Always with the endearments, Lois,” Clark replied softly, lifting his gaze to look her in the eyes.
She's right, Clark. You're an adorable lunkhead, but you're a lunkhead!
LOIS: I'm always right!
Maybe Clark could get a bed, just not the one he wanted.
Naughty Clark?
Personally, Clark wanted to sleep with Lois,
Naughty Clark!
We don't believe you, Clark!
He moved his hand to his mouth and pretended to cough. “Where’s Thomas’s rock?” he asked.
“Secure,” she replied vaguely. “Ferdinand is guarding it.”
He glanced up at her. “Your bull?”
Martha nodded. “I put it in the back corner of his stall and covered it with wood shavings and manure. Trust me, nobody will come near it.”
Martha is a genius!
Mrs. Kent lifted up a rifle and shot the leader.
