“This must be Nor’s doing.”
*Hands Lois some Advil*
“I’ve attempted to contact Kal-El telepathically to verify your claims. It seems you are correct. There is no trace of him on Earth. Now, I’m communicating with my lieutenant, a man named Ching, telling him to absolve my marriage to Kal-El,” Zara said, before opening her eyes. “Tell Kal-El when he returns that we’re sorry to have missed him. Should we find a way to defeat Nor without him, perhaps we shall revisit him under happier circumstances.” She made a strange gesture with her hand.
Huh. Well, that was easy.
Did Lois still have to change her personality to earn Clark back, when he was the two-timing schmuck who had been previously married without informing her?
After Nor’s force took over Smallville and then Metropolis, the U.S. army tried to fight them with Bureau 39 leading the charge
Where are the Men in Black when you need 'em?
“Have you changed?” the man with the bullhorn asked the crowd.
Still trying to figure out if we know this guy from the show or not...
The muted colors became once more vibrant as a cool breeze filled her lungs with air. The city filled with noises: taxis honking, trucks backing up, kids playing, the flap of the flag above her head, and the chimes of an ice cream truck.
As Lois stumbled across the street, she felt a gentle hand rest on the small of her back for a moment, before moving to take hold of her hand.
Time travel? Please?
The promise of sex before dinner? Good distraction, Lois!
Back down in the park, the magician from another dimension, a fifth dimension in fact, waved his arms, causing all the people surrounding his faux stage disappear. He smiled. Everything was just as it was supposed to be. Wait two more months? Pshaw! Lois must have been out of her mind. He was so glad he was able to put her and Clark on the right course for them, for Metropolis, for the world, even.
The little man did a quick dance, jumped into the air, spun around, and disappeared with a slight pop.
Mxy's good twin?
“Ask me tomorrow,” she whispered. “It can wait.”
Yes. Yes it can. *points to the big bed*
A minute later, she opened the bathroom door. She had planned on leaning seductively against the doorjamb, but Clark wasn’t alone. He had his back towards her and turned at the sound of her exiting, revealing a petite mustached man contritely holding a bowler hat in his hands who stood on the other side of him.
“Oh, no!” Lois groaned. “You’ve got be kidding me!”
That was awesome! Great work! (Watch out though. I think Lois may want to kill you.)
