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So after the last few years of major whammy epics I thought a fun WAFFY was in order. In honor of Mother's Day, I give you WAFF. Hope everyone enjoys. Thanks! Story Here
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That was definitely WAFF.  I love the scorch marks Jon leaves and Clark's sentiments of finally being able to give something back to his parents. Nicely done.
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Very WAFFy story, Folc4. I think it's cute that both you and JellyS2 posted stories with similar themes on the same day, both referring ultimately to Mother's Day.  Your challenge, should you decide to accept it, is to craft a companion tale for Clark's Father's Day breakfast (or lunch, or dinner, or light snack, or takeout) and make it just as good as this one is. Happy writing!
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Kara’s embarrassment faded a little. “Thanks, Mom,” she said bashfully. “And I promise I’ll buy you a new toaster.”  I don't want to know. Thanks for the story, it went straight to the funnybone!
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Thanks for the fun story. I'm with Terry; I appreciate both your and JellyS2's takes on the Mother's-Day-Breakfast-gone-awry theme. The share some elements, but are each distinct from the other.
Joy,
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That was great! Very sweet!
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Aww, love the WAFF throughout! And I love how it circled back at the end - Jon's inherited bad cook gene.
Very sweet story - thanks for sharing it with us!
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Delightful! 
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Hi Valerie! /does math/ Young Lois’s Mother’s Day experiences? Smoke.
It was everywhere. The smoke detector was blaring And the MFD’s first experiences with Lois Lane. "Lois, I don't think they're supposed to look like that!" Lucy pointed to the pile of blackened goop. They’re a science fair exhibit about the proto plasma that became the first monocellular lifeforms on Earth. Mom reached up to brush a tear from her eyes, "It's certainly a memorable….Mothers Day gift." Well, should keep her busy for the rest of the day. “Sky’s the limit.” Clark gestured to the sky above. So, Italy? “How’s Lois?” Ellen found herself blurting out, Vocal. And foulmouthed. Mothers Day, 2019
Jon Kent brushed his sleeve against his brow, looking around the smoke-filled kitchen.  So, definitely not adopted, huh? he looked down at the pan in his hand, staring down at the fried eggs that had somehow ended up nearly raw in the middle but overdone on the outside. He didn’t dare try and use his heat vision again for fear he’d burn something else.
How had he forgotten? Yes, how had he forgotten who his mother was. On *Mother’s Day*. “Well, look on the bright side,” his mom spoke up from behind them. “At least the kitchen’s still in one piece.” Yes, and no nice-looking blonde firefighter needed to come and rescue the poor, almost-adult teenage boy from the raging kitchen fire. “Yes,” his dad leaned closer to his mom and kissed her. “Happy Mother’s day.”
~The End Awww  A la Lane, indeed!  Michael
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That was definitely WAFF. I love the scorch marks Jon leaves and Clark's sentiments of finally being able to give something back to his parents. Nicely done. Thanks, JellyS2! Glad you liked Jon's little mishap in the kitchen. I figured with all the chaos the other powers coming in must have caused flight probably was something that young Clark would have had fun with.
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Very WAFFy story, Folc4. I think it's cute that both you and JellyS2 posted stories with similar themes on the same day, both referring ultimately to Mother's Day. Your challenge, should you decide to accept it, is to craft a companion tale for Clark's Father's Day breakfast (or lunch, or dinner, or light snack, or takeout) and make it just as good as this one is. Happy writing! Hey Terry, Thanks for reading. Well, kitchen mishaps are a Lane tradition, right? I'm glad you enjoyed this one. Believe it or not I do have a companion piece for this one planned. I hope it's as enjoyable as this one was for you. Thanks for reading!
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Kara’s embarrassment faded a little. “Thanks, Mom,” she said bashfully. “And I promise I’ll buy you a new toaster.” I don't want to know. Thanks for the story, it went straight to the funnybone! Kara? I didn't have a Kara in this fic? Thanks for commenting.
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Thanks for the fun story. I'm with Terry; I appreciate both your and JellyS2's takes on the Mother's-Day-Breakfast-gone-awry theme. The share some elements, but are each distinct from the other.
Joy,
Lynn Glad you enjoyed the little ficlet, Lynn!
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That was great! Very sweet! Thanks so much for commenting and reading jackiek! Glad you enjoyed it.
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Aww, love the WAFF throughout! And I love how it circled back at the end - Jon's inherited bad cook gene.
Very sweet story - thanks for sharing it with us! Hey Vicki Glad you liked my little toe dip into WAFFiness. I tried to have fun with it and show the connection throughout. Happy it came across in the end. 
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Delightful! So glad you liked it cuidadora!
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Hey Michael! /does math/ Young Lois’s Mother’s Day experiences? Something like that.  Smoke.
It was everywhere. The smoke detector was blaring And the MFD’s first experiences with Lois Lane. "Lois, I don't think they're supposed to look like that!" Lucy pointed to the pile of blackened goop. They’re a science fair exhibit about the proto plasma that became the first monocellular lifeforms on Earth. That's probably a better description. Pancakes are a stretch... Mom reached up to brush a tear from her eyes, "It's certainly a memorable….Mothers Day gift." Well, should keep her busy for the rest of the day. the mess to clean up! “Sky’s the limit.” Clark gestured to the sky above. So, Italy? Anywhere.  “How’s Lois?” Ellen found herself blurting out, Vocal. And foulmouthed. And demanding chocolate probably. Mothers Day, 2019
Jon Kent brushed his sleeve against his brow, looking around the smoke-filled kitchen. So, definitely not adopted, huh? Nope! That gene is strong with this one. he looked down at the pan in his hand, staring down at the fried eggs that had somehow ended up nearly raw in the middle but overdone on the outside. He didn’t dare try and use his heat vision again for fear he’d burn something else.
How had he forgotten? Yes, how had he forgotten who his mother was. On *Mother’s Day*. Raw and burnt. Mmmm... “Well, look on the bright side,” his mom spoke up from behind them. “At least the kitchen’s still in one piece.” Yes, and no nice-looking blonde firefighter needed to come and rescue the poor, almost-adult teenage boy from the raging kitchen fire. Yeah, I don't think Lois would approve. “Yes,” his dad leaned closer to his mom and kissed her. “Happy Mother’s day.”
~The End Awww A la Lane, indeed! Michael Glad you enjoyed it Michael! Thanks for the fun comments.
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