In honour of this very special occasion, O Most Evil One Of All, I've decided to share some of my comments from the original version... just to prove how EVIL you are and how nice I am by comparision
Clark Kent closed the door to his apartment with a sigh. The weight of the old suitcase on his arm -- filled with a handful of extra suits from Martha -- did nothing to lighten his mood. It only reminded him that he was probably never going to see any of them again. Not Martha. Not Jonathan. And certainly not Lois.
Oh!! Start me off with a sucker-punch, why don't you… whatever happened to introducing things gently???
Clark sat down on the floor and rested against the bed, propping his arms up on his knees, the picture in front of him. He was foolish for taking it. He was only torturing himself with the image, but it was all he had. Lois stared back at him -- smiling, happy, vibrant, and reminding him of everything he’d never have.
Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwww…. *snuffles again*
And to hell with this life he was stuck in now. A barren, useless existence.
Okay, I really didn't want to say it, but… poor Clark!
The lethargy hit him then, as if he’d flown too fast and it had needed a moment to catch up with him. He managed to make it to his bed and under the covers, before the tears hit him too.
*REALLY loud snuffle*… gosh, this is WAY worse than MtbB… so nice of you to do this, makes my story seem like a walk in the park by comparison…
I can't believe you just did that.
This is revenge, isn't it?
Can't say I don't deserve it.
Please note, I sent you more MTBB EVERY SINGLE TIME you asked for it.
…more??????? Please???????
Don't make me beg.
Okay, I'm begging…
Or maybe threatening…
MORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And lucky for me that you did send me more right away
This is just fab, Sara - congrats on posting!!
Sorcha [with Pel giggling over her shoulder <g>]
