Well, I finished editing Ch 3 for the Archives. Only 7 more to go. It should be easier as 3 went faster than 2. Thank you, Betas! I can totally tell the difference between where you helped me out and before.
PS: Mozartmaid, thank you, thank you. My characters are no longer smiling every other line and their motivations are now clearer. :rolleyes: What in the world had I been thinking?
Michael: Back to you! Think I can catch up before you go back to work? Nah, I'm doubting it either.
Well, what? Baby doesn’t even know Mommy’s there.
Sam was reacting to Clark saying she was alone, not the Baby.
Oh boy. “No, officer. His nose has always been on the backside of his head.”
Which would set her on a path to death!
Everyone makes sacrafices to become a parent. Some more than others. (Just don't tell Clark, either of them. They might be lunkhead enough not to figure it out for themselves).
You’re really setting this up so our mind is fresh on that when she goes home, huh?
Who me? <<bats eyelashes innocently>>
She’s gracious in that way. And you better never forget it that you don’t truly deserve her. So, no locking her up. Dumping her. Telling her ‘no’ when she wants to investigate a warehouse.
Her having superpowers helps with that last one.
One might almost think ‘coincidence’.
Nah!
Is that because ‘today’s’ the day they originally? Oh. So, the fourteenth it is, then. Because the fifteenth would be bad, too. Unless they didn’t die immediately during the birth.
Well, yes. But originally I had messed up calender wise and was stupidly look at 1998 not 1997. In 1998 the 13th was a Friday.
Huh. Losing the telepathic connection for the time between birth and teenage years? Just in time so daddy can always monitor when she tries to sneak boys into her room. Oh, wait, that would be Ultra Woman’s Lara.
Sorry, Michael. There is no UW Lara.
Superhero. Not supposed to cry. Otherwise, Dirt Digger will blab about hormonal Super Chick on the loose. And we wouldn’t want that headline, now would we?
Do you think Randy Goode is stupid enough to complain about a SUPERPOWERED woman on PMS?
That could be a fun conversation. OTOH, it might be a good way to slip in the oops-sorry-I-boinked-your-twin comment following an ‘I-forgive-you’.
So, good thing they’re not in a regular hospital?
Actually, still at Lois's apartment.
No mixing mercury into the baby!
Digital thermometer.
Fun?
Sorry, Michael, you're stuck in the hall with Sam and Clark.
Umm… Sam. They’re already…Well…training for making you a grandpops.
Really? I thought you'd go with the whole, 'he's been watching us? He better not give me pointers.' direction.
