Oh, Poor Kal. He's married a... a... I can't think of the correct words to describe Lois's first words and actions to Clark. But "sweet" isn't among them. Oh, dear. Oh, dear. Oh, dear. It's going to be a long life for Kal.
I had such high hopes too. Sigh. Kal was finally acting like a gentleman, trying to do the decent thing, letting his Clark show. I found him to be kind and sweet despite the circumstances that threw them together. Of course he fell in love with Lois at first sight. And then to receive a back hand across his face when he presented her with his gift, well... it was probably his fault... if only unintentionally. He made two mistakes. Two - very major - mistakes. (Forgiveable mistakes, since what does the poor lunkhead really know about women?)
First, when he
finally was able to say something in private to Lois... he implied a regular wedding night with these words:
"After dessert, I think we'll be able to slip out of here, if you'd like to."
What he
*should* have said was: "After dessert, I think we'll be able to slip out of here
and talk, if you like."
How was Lois to know that he wanted to talk to her first? What does she know of men, other than her father and what her mother (Elle!) has told her? Little or nothing, I expect. So, of course, when they arrived to his chambers (what? No Wedding suite? No honeymoon?) and he rushed off to change into his pjs (his
*second* mistake), what else was she supposed to think? So, of course, she did what her mother probably told her would be expected of her, she got undressed. And then he returned and rejected her... no woman wants that... especially on their wedding night. I completely understand that Lois would be angry after all that.
And now, my conjecture about Pooooor Lois.
Poor Kal!
"What are you doing?" Lois demanded.
What? You said you couldn't be bought? You practically beanned him with his goodwill gift. Did you expect that he'd interpret that to mean you'd give it away for free? That he'd fall at your feet begging you to let him have his way with you? Or did you expect that he'd just do that anyway, no matter your opinion?
"You can take the bed," Kal said, disgusted by the turn of events. "I'm going to go sleep on the couch. Come, Fasa."
Ouch, Kal! Not even leaving her the cat. That's harsh! Oh, dear, it looks like you married a nice and proper gentleman after all, Lois. Too bad you didn't know about those kind of men before you got married, isn't it?
Gee, thanks, Dad(s). This will make for one happy marriage.
Oh, dear. Oh, dear. Oh, dear. What will happen next???? Biting my fingernails (figuratively) in anticipation.
How about each time you finish a part and send it to Beta, you post a new part? or every Thursday - whichever comes first? Then you'll still be that much ahead of the rest of us.
EDIT: In case you didn't notice, I'm liking your story.