Clark looked down, and a smile slowly snuck its way onto his lips. He looked back up at her tentatively. “Don’t you mean our ducks?”
She took a few moments to wipe her eyes and catch her breath before answering. “Yeah, I guess they are our ducks, aren’t they?” She looked at him thoughtfully. “So… now what?”
He held out a careful hand. “Would you like to come flying with me and the kids?”
This line here made me giggle more than I ought to but I absolutely loved it!
He broke eye contact and cleared his throat, staring at the pocket like he could see the babies through the fabric. “Huey, Dewey, Louie, Daffy, Daisy, and… um… *mumble*.”
Lois giggled. “And what?!”
Clark darted a glance at her. “Howard.”
Her jaw dropped and she slapped him on the arm, pulling the punch at the last second when she remembered not to jostle the ducklings. “You named a sweet little innocent baby Howard the Duck?”
This bantering right here is what happiness is made of! I have been told so many times "You have to see this move."
No, I don't.
He gave an embarrassed laugh. “Hey, I was a sophomore in college when that came out! All my friends thought it was hilarious!”
Lois nudged him again. “It was disgusting!”
Clark grinned at her. “Well yeah, I know that now. It still seemed like a funny name for this little guy.” He patted one of the lumps.
She shook her head. “No. No way, you should change his name to Donald before he’s old enough to know better.”
He gave an exaggerated sigh and rolled his eyes, pretending to be heavily put-upon. “Fiiiiine. If it bothers you so much, I’ll change it to Donald.”
Thank you for this moment right here. I love that he caved so easily to the name change and that Lois made him refuse that
awful movie connection.
Great job!
