Originally posted by KatherineKent:
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I've got more Christmas stories. May not post them all though. Don't want to overload you with waffy-ness

Martha's heart clenched when she saw the glassy look in the mother's eyes. Was she just a little ill - a cold - or was it something much more sinister. Did the mother know? Did the girls know?

The flap opened and out stepped the nice lady who'd talked to her mother. Behind her came the young boy. He looked up and met her eyes then smiled and lifted his hand to wave as he walked off. As she raised hers back he mouthed out a 'bye'. The elf led her inside but she craned her head to watch the boy walk across the flagstone square. He was still waving at her. She smiled and raised her hand even higher, giving a final wiggle of her fingers before she slipped into Santa's Grotto.

"Red and blue do so go together," Clark challenged.

"Pah!" exclaimed Lois. "What planet were you born on. Everyone knows that you should never put two primary colours together."

The elf led her inside but she craned her head to watch the boy walk across the flagstone square. He was still waving at her. She smiled and raised her hand even higher, giving a final wiggle of her fingers before she slipped into Santa's Grotto.

"I know what the primary colours are," Clark shouted out to try and interrupt her. "And I'm free to wear whatever colour I choose, miss … smarty pants." Clark's pause before his insult, and lack of particularly biting insult also, showed his innocence when it came to this type of confrontation. "And just to prove you wrong I'm gonna wear all three together tomorrow."

"Oh honey, you don't have any yellow t-shirts," Martha looked down at her son adoringly, trying to stifle a laugh. He could easily supply the red and blue items but Clark didn't own anything remotely yellow.

Feeling defeated by his own mother Clark crossed his arms in a huff and turned back. He immediately noticed that there were only four people in line before him. Well, four children, three families. He wasn't counting the adults. His heart beat in anticipation. "Santa. I'm gonna see Santa soon. I know what to ask him for. I know," he whispered under his breath.

The flap opened and out stepped the nice lady who'd talked to her mother. Behind her came the young boy. He looked up and met her eyes then smiled and lifted his hand to wave as he walked off. As she raised hers back he mouthed out a 'bye'. The elf led her inside but she craned her head to watch the boy walk across the flagstone square. He was still waving at her. She smiled and raised her hand even higher, giving a final wiggle of her fingers before she slipped into Santa's Grotto.

Description: Clark visits Metropolis for a 'Christmas away' with his parents and ends up waiting in line with an annoying girl to see Santa.

Originally posted by Annie B.:
]Please do overload us.

Originally posted by Ultra Lucille:
Ooh! Another Christmas story!

Originally posted by LMA:
Great way to bring Superman some way into the story!...And to have Lois and Clark fighting each other about primary colors was really cute. Martha's comment about the lack of yellow t-shirts at the end was a fun way to end the conversation. Poor Clark ...

Originally posted by LMA:
Perfect ending--they sure made an impression on each other!

Wonderful story...post any and all you have (please). The WAFFier the better !

Laura

Originally posted by AmyPrime:
I giggled throughout. Fun story!

Originally posted by KateB:
Little Lois was just great, her interaction with Clark so much like her. Great job.

Originally posted by Darth Michael:
Adorable tale!
Michael

Originally posted by VirginiaR:
But... But... But what did they ask for???? Oh, come on! You're leaving us hanging here. <<Let's see, Clark wants a yellow belt to go with his red shirt and his blue jeans, and Lois wants her article about the review of the school's corporal punishment of first graders who speak words her teacher doesn't understand published on the front page of Metropolis Elementary News?>> Nah, the truth is they both want a new friend to Christmas. Santa always delivers.

Lois is *older*? [Dizzy]

Well, is she? Or did she lie? I'll leave that you to you to think about.

Yeah, hope you liked the unexpected end.

They both definitely made a friend that day, even if neither of them would ever acknowledge it.

Originally posted by Darth Michael:

LOIS: Ugh. He smelled. Like a cow.

Sorry, have I sent your hero on a pedestal crashing to the floor. *looks contrite*