“Clark was adopted, right?”
“Yes.”
“And he doesn’t have multiple personalities?” Lois doubted he did, but she was covering all her bases.
Martha laughed. “None that I’ve noticed.”
Lois nodded and took a deep breath, holding it while she asked, “And he doesn’t have a twin brother, does he?”
The pause was longer this time, the laughter a mere echo from before, “Not that I’m aware of, dear.”
Somebody's in tro-ouble!
Well, that settles it. Clark has been lying to you.
No. He was telling the truth. From a certain point of view.
“Could you tell your son to please stop lying to me, then?” Lois demanded.
And I'm warning you. If I exceed my graemlin limit, I'm splitting the post.
True, he was partly to blame.
'partly'? And it's Lois's fault that Tempus showed up?
Lois had told him that Mayson changed her mind about sharing pizza with them.
Yes, that had been stupid of you to invite Mayson without checking with your girlfriend first, Kent.
Ya think?
It felt good to talk to Mayson, having her soothe his bruised ego with her clear attraction to Clark Kent, especially after Lois had been sending him mixed messages all day.
Didn't you mention in the thread over on FF Challenge that you have Clark do some real dodo in here?
Lois and Mayson seemed to get along and he could still hear them talking nicely to one another after he blasted into the air as Superman. It would be good for Lois to make some female friends.
/blinks/ Imagines Clark in the passive/aggressive situation from 'What Planet Are You From?' To paraphrase: "No, Clark, I don't mind you returning the video while I'm in the delivery room."
Right, so she could spend her spare time with them instead of you?
Cage fighting? Making money in the mud fight pits of Suicide Slum?
“I’ve never had hot takeout pizza before, Clark.”
Yes, the marvels of air-service.
You’ll never have to eat cold take-out again with me as your boyfriend, Lois.
How about say it out loud?
“I loved him. Simply loved him. I can see why he’s your best friend. He is so sweet and kind and funny. Flying with him will be one of the highlights of my life.”
Awwww, but she is still playing with fire.
“He’s quite fragile, isn’t he?”
So sad. And so funny. /imagines Lois doting and cooing over Superman/
“Fragile? He’s not fragile, Lois.”
Lois set the fish on the table and wrapped her arms around his neck, “I wish you trusted me enough to introduce him to me earlier, Clark.” She pressed a kiss onto his lips. “I sometimes just don’t know what to do about you.”
Awwwww
How can you say that you trust her, when you believe she’s thinking of cheating on you with that Superman fellow? Oh, wait, he’s you.
Yes. And he does make Forrest Gump look like Einstein. Actually, he makes a tree stump look like Forrest Gump.
Really? She still wanted to talk about that guy? Doesn’t she know that Kal-El isn’t real? He is just a part of the package that is Clark Kent.
Lois reached over and caressed his cheek. “I’m not going to leave you for him, Clark. I promise you that. He can’t hold to a candle to you.”
See? She's helping you.
“I was just trying to get to know you better through him,” she continued. “Try to understand better the puzzle that is Clark Kent.”
See? Little words. *Big* letters.
“No, I guess not. I am pretty irresistible,” she admitted. “But if you keep this up, it will be midnight before we get back to your apartment.”
“I’ve decided new locks or no, I don’t think I’ll be able to sleep here tonight.” Then she grinned naughtily at him. “Not by myself anyway.”
She didn’t just say what you think she just said, did she?
Yes she did. Lois gets the bed. You the couch. Oh, wait...
“And if you stay here,” she continued staring him deep into his eyes, her fingers dancing across his chest. “… I guarantee you, neither of us will sleep.”
Great. Now you've given him a hard choice
Clark gulped. “Yes, my place would probably be better then.”
Coward. It's okay to sleep with your fiancee. After all, you proposed. Kinda. And she accepted. Kinda.
Chicken! You would love nothing more than to make love to this woman, Kent. What are you so scared of?
Stamina?
Oh, yeah, like that would be better? Making love to the woman of your dreams only to have her dump you for another man.
Then you just have to be really attentive and good?
Lois stared at him. “I know, Clark. Kal told me you don’t jump into bed with women. I guess that’s why I felt comfortable enough to tease you. I’m sorry.”
Bad Lois. I actually thought she was half serious.
“He told you. He told you. I’ve kept his secrets for years and he meets my girlfriend and within two hours, he tells her I have intimacy issues. Did he tell you I’m a virgin, too?”
/goes calling the nice men in the white coats with the giant butterfly nets/
Lois gasped in surprise.
No. But you just did.
Yep. And I wonder if Lois gasped because she just saw Clark going completely bonkers or because of his sexual state.
Clark picked it up and noticed inside the trashcan an open box of condoms.
What now?
His hands began to shake as he picked it up. Out slid three condoms into his palm. Three condoms left in a box of ten?
Did she pack seven just to be ready for him? And why did she dispose the rest? And we *know* she's not serial dating, so... And it's can't belong to the burglars, can it? Did they actually have an orgy at Lois's place?
