Originally posted by Shelley:
Lord Kal-El needs to give hie oldest son a good telling off.
If you ask me, a good spanking is in order! Or the application of a board to his head. Or both. *g*
Well, let's get to the real feedback:
“I can never have more children. I *am* the last living Green Martian.”
Never say never!
“Yes. I told her. But I’m not sure that she truly realizes what that means.” He shrugged. “She has mentioned that she might like more children some day, but we haven’t... well, we haven’t yet. And I’m not so sure she’d like little green children.”
What sort of super-children will they have? Well, redhaired big super-children, for sure!
With downcast eyes, she whispered, “Does it bother you?”
He pulled her into an embrace. “Oh, god, no, Chloe. I love you. I love you so much.”
Besides, I remember him telling Chloe that the Blue Fairie is *hot*...
A tear ran down her cheek. “You were right, Ben. I am pregnant. In fact, I’m pregnant with twins.” She looked at him with all the hope and fears that she held in her heart.
Wonderfully beautiful ending! Where are some tissues when you need them?
