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It is that time again! Since the last two HaC challenges were so much fun, I figured we could play again.

Posted here is one half of a telephone conversation. It's up to *YOU* to supply the other half.

Good luck, and have fun.

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Lois grumbled and reached over to grab the phone. "Whatever it is, it'd better be important. Do you have any idea what time it is?!" She rubbed her eyes, trying to wake up a little.

"Huh?"

"*Superman*?" She sat up a little straighter, a frown crossing her features. "Have you been drinking?"

Her hand came up to rub her eyes again. "Calm down, okay? I can't follow a word you're---*Married*?!" She glared at the phone. "You *have* been drinking."

"Uh huh. What?! No! No, that's a very bad---just---just stay right where you are, okay? In fact...do you want me to come get you?" She started to climb out of bed.

"What? Oh, he is? That's...that's good, then, I guess."

"Yeah, you do that. I'll see you tomorrow, then?"

"Okay. Goodnight."

Lois hung up the phone, yawning as she settled back into bed. It was only a matter of seconds before sleep reclaimed her.

This is my first try at one of these, so my apologies in advance...

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Lois grumbled and reached over to grab the phone. "Whatever it is, it'd better be important. Do you have any idea what time it is?!" She rubbed her eyes, trying to wake up a little.

“Lois! Lois! Lois! Doll, Babe, Sweetie, it’s Jimmy, the Jim-meister, the Jiminator!”

"Huh?"

“I so won! Lois, guess what? Guess what?! I know who Superman is!”

"*Superman*?" She sat up a little straighter, a frown crossing her features. "Have you been drinking?"

“Maybe a little bit. Ok. A whole lot of a little bit."

Her hand came up to rub her eyes again. "Calm down, okay? I can't follow a word you're---"

"I’m so going to bury you, Lois! Kerth, baby, you are mine!”

"*Married*?!" She glared at the phone. "You *have* been drinking."

“Yeah, CK took me out to this new club. They had this new kind of drink and it was so cool. The club is so rockin’. And then he had to go…” Jimmy laughed. “Fly!” He laughed again. “Fly, away, little birdy fly! I wonder if I can fly too? If I hold up one of my arms…”

"Uh huh. What?! No! No, that's a very bad---just---just stay right where you are, okay? In fact...do you want me to come get you?" She started to climb out of bed.

“Get me? Nah, Lois. CK’s back. Oh, look. He’s Superman. Uh-oh. He’s looking at me with those intense eyes that you love, Lois.”

"What? Oh, he is? That's...that's good, then, I guess."

“Don’t worry about me, Lois. I’ll just fly home with CK.”

"Yeah, you do that. I'll see you tomorrow, then?"

“Not if I see you first. CK, let’s do a fly by… Lois’s apartment.”

"Okay. Goodnight."

“This night so totally rocked, Lois. Oh, and Lois, CK told me to tell you not to believe a word I've been saying 'cause I've been drinking.”

Lois hung up the phone, yawning as she settled back into bed. It was only a matter of seconds before sleep reclaimed her.

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Oh, yeah. That was totally awful. But fun. Thanks, Queen of Capes.

Loved your scenario, Virginia! Clark seems intent on hurting Jimmy right now, so I wouldn't recommend Jimmy to take any random flights home...

My take...

Lois grumbled and reached over to grab the phone. "Whatever it is, it'd better be important. Do you have any idea what time it is?!" She rubbed her eyes, trying to wake up a little.

"Lois, it's Perry. I need you to listen to me very closely right now. I... well, I'm afraid I've got a bit of a situation here."

"Huh?"

"Well, you see, I've tried stopping him, but he's bound and determined. I've got him cornered up here on the roof, but I'm scared for him, Lois. He keeps yelling at me, saying he's Superman, and that he's gonna fly right off the building- Kent! Let go- give me-" there were sounds of the phone being wrestled around, then finally another voice came over. "Lois? Lois!! I love you Lois! I'm gonna fly out to you right now- 'cause I'm Superman! Did you catch that part?"

"*Superman*?" She sat up a little straighter, a frown crossing her features. "Have you been drinking?"

He sounded hurt through the receiver. "I'm not drunk. I'm not anything. I'm flying high on love and sunshine. Why are you attacking me? I *do* love you, Lois Lane! Let's get married, right now!"

Her hand came up to rub her eyes again. "Calm down, okay? I can't follow a word you're---*Married*?!" She glared at the phone. "You *have* been drinking."

"I'm coming, Lois. I'm going to jump off this roof and fly through your apartment window, and then we can go anywhere in the world! This ledge seems stable enough."

"Uh huh. What?! No! No, that's a very bad---just---just stay right where you are, okay? In fact...do you want me to come get you?" She started to climb out of bed.

"No! I'm gonna go pick you up... Oh, hi Inspector! And Dr. Klein! What are you guys doing here? Dr. Klein and Bill Henderson are here," he spoke back into the phone.

"What? Oh, he is? That's...that's good, then, I guess."

Lois could practically hear the disappointment in his voice. "But doctor... I was gonna go marry Lois! No... alright fine. Sorry, Lois. Dr. Klein and Inspector Henderson and Chief want me to go down to Star Labs first- they said something about helping me plan a better proposal- I'm gonna go, if that's alright with you?"

"Yeah, you do that. I'll see you tomorrow, then?"

"Or sooner," he whispered into the phone conspiratorally before she could here Perry takes it from his hands and there was an abrupt click.

"Okay. Goodnight."

Lois hung up the phone, yawning as she settled back into bed. It was only a matter of seconds before sleep reclaimed her.

*****S*****
I don't know. I've never really done this before, and I'm bored right now. *shrugs* Forgive any mistakes. or randomness.

I haven't an entry, but I just wanted to thank QotC for a fun challenge and to applaud both Virginia and Mouserocks. Well done!

Joy,
Lynn

You're welcome for the challenge, and thank you for the fics. Virginia and Mouserocks, those are .

Not for the first time, I wish these entries could be part of bigger stories. Ah well, maybe you guys will feel inspired to expand them someday?

Mouserocks: Your "married" line worked better than my "bury". If I had given myself more time...

So, now I'm wondering, WHAT was Clark drunk on? Red K?

OK. Here's my take:

Lois grumbled and reached over to grab the phone. "Whatever it is, it'd better be important. Do you have any idea what time it is?!" She rubbed her eyes, trying to wake up a little.

She listened as Jimmy sang off-key, "Get me to the church on time!"

"Huh?"

Jimmy slurred out, "Hey, is Shuperman there?"

"*Superman*?" She sat up a little straighter, a frown crossing her features. "Have you been drinking?"

"I'm drunk on love. I'm gonna get married."

Her hand came up to rub her eyes again. "Calm down, okay? I can't follow a word you're---*Married*?!" She glared at the phone. "You *have* been drinking."

"Jusht a liitle. To celebuhbrate. I hoped Super-duper-man could fly me and Candy to Vegas tonight. He there?"

"Uh huh. What?! No! No, that's a very bad---just---just stay right where you are, okay? In fact...do you want me to come get you?" She started to climb out of bed.

"Oh, Hey there! Loish, he's here. Big Blue himshelf."

"What? Oh, he is? That's...that's good, then, I guess."

"He musta heard me talking 'bout him. What? Aw darn. He jusht told me he promished to be somewhere in a few minutes. No wedding tonight, but he can take me home. I'm gonna flyyyyyyy."

"Yeah, you do that. I'll see you tomorrow, then?"

"It'sh my day off. Be in on Sunday."

"Okay. Goodnight."

Lois hung up the phone, yawning as she settled back into bed. It was only a matter of seconds before sleep reclaimed her.

Joy,
Lynn

Loved your reply, Lynn! (best part: " I hoped Super-duper-man could fly me and Candy to Vegas tonight." Candy. Wow.)

These would make good longer stories (or at least slightly longer one shots). Maybe I'll think about doing that...

Lynn: Funny! I'm glad Superman got Jimmy home safe and sound. What Lois DIDN'T address is why JIMMY would think SUPERMAN would be at her apartment in the middle of the night while Lois was sleeping? I so totally could see Lois killing him for that assumption (while Clark died of mortification in the background). LOL. Makes you think, huh?

Good point, Virginia! Maybe she was just too tired in the middle of the night. I'm sure she'll find a way to murder Jimmy and make it look like an accident the next day at work. And then she'll kill Clark for trying to step in (as Superman) and saving Jimmy! :p

Virginia, you raise a good question. I agree with Mouserocks that Lois was probably too sleepy during the phone call to consider the implications of what Jimmy had said. But I would *not* want to be in Jimmy's shoes come Sunday morning!

I doubt Jimmy would even remember the conversation by then, so he couldn't even try to come up with a defense other than the obvious one: that he had been too drunk to be thinking clearly.

The fact that if this took place in or after S4, Jimmy would have been right about Superman (well, Clark anyway) being there would be completely irrelevant. Amusing, but irrelevant.

Joy,
Lynn

Lynn, I had assumed it was a S1 Lois. A S4 or later Lois wouldn't have been as bothered by the question, agreed. But ONLY then, if Jimmy was in on the know.

Yep. I see a whole story developing here.

I hadn't particularly considered seasons. I agree that it does seem more S1-ish, but it could work any time, really. I had actually figured that you had thought it would be later, given your mortified-Clark-in-the-background comment. I guess you only meant that he was in the background on Jimmy's end; I had originally thought you had meant that he had been in bed with Lois at the start of the conversation, and had spin-changed and flown to Jimmy when he heard how the conversation was going. (I'm not quite sure how he would have found him; perhaps he had just looked in on Jimmy's usual haunts.)

If this sparks an idea for a larger story for you, by all means run with it!

Joy,
Lynn

Actually, Lynn, it has sparked an idea. I'll try to make it a (1/1). If I may borrow your dialogue and Queen of Capes. This could be a funny reveal.

</font><blockquote><font size="1" face="Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif">quote:</font><hr /><font size="2" face="Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif">Originally posted by VirginiaR:
<strong> If I may borrow your dialogue and Queen of Capes. This could be a funny reveal.

Be my guest! I'm honoured that you like my idea enough to 'steal' it, and am interested in seeing how you weave it into a (slightly) larger story.

Oh, and Mouserocks, I forgot to comment earlier: I hadn't meant to exclude you. If you want to run with my half story, go for it. It would be interesting to see how two different people fleshed it out. I know I am finding it fascinating to see the way different authors fill in the other half of the conversation in this challenge.

Joy,
Lynn

Oh, I had meant to comment on Mouserocks' "Candy. Wow," comment. It had to be either that or "Bambi".

A sign of changing times: I've been listening to the old Superman radio shows, and there is a character in it named "Candy Myers". What threw me when I first heard the name is that it belongs to a male character. Specifically, Candy is a private detective whom Clark occasionally consults.

I can't imagine any straight male character nowadays being given the name 'Candy.'

Just one of many ways the old show reflects the times in which it was written.

Joy,
Lynn

Lynn: I'm sure 'Candy' was just a nickname for a man who likes to eat a lot of candy. Like 'Stretch' is for a man who is very tall. And 'Bigmouth' is for a man who can't shut up if you feed him a lot.

Virginia, I imagine you may well be right; but even so, could you honestly see a man being given the nickname 'Candy' in 2011? I can't. A schoolboy who was constantly being picked on, maybe. A full grown, respectable man? Nope.

But I should add that the nicknames in the old radio series were always pretty heavy-handed, and the show explicitly had the characters living up to their nicknames. For example, if a hypothetical character were nicknamed, 'Squints,' the show would have commented explicitly about his eyes. I don't recall Candy Myers ever eating sweets on the show.

Joy,
Lynn

A lot of female names used to be male: Ashley, Lindsay, some others I forget right now... The popular name McKenzie literally means "Son of Kenzie"; make of that what you will.

I predict that in the future, there will be no male names left. Girls will be sporting names like John, Craig and Brian, and parents of boys will be forced to give up and just stick their son with a name like Susan.