Okay, guys, who’s keeping the Kryptonian isolated? You *know* he needs a Lois to properly flourish. Otherwise, he just sits around and mopes the entire day.
At least she doesn't do to him what she does to plants. The horror!
WOMAN: You come home at *this* time? And you smell! What is that, whisky and cheap floozy?
Cat: Hey! I resemble that remark!
Please! Please, no more cutting! Please, not the bone saw! Have mercy, at least give me something to drink first!
Give me the [censored] epidural! For the love of God, you sadist!
These are the adventures of the Kryptonian baby capsule NK-1702…
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CAT: She certainly is the Ice Queen.
Lois: <hits Cat with an oversized ice cream spoon>
TAXI DRIVER: And they call *us* reckless drivers.
Clark: You are and I don't charge.
He’s a Na’vi? Should have seen that one, tall and blue that he is.
Maybe he's born with that Earthly complexion. Maybe it's Maybelline.
LEX: So it *is* nurture, not nature. I wonder if I can get a copy or mind-wipe him or something…
Dr. Klein: <zips mouth shut against the idea of cloning>
LEX: So, he *doesn’t* want to remake the world in his image?
HG Wells: <protests>
TRASK: I could shackle him to a wall. Would that help?
Female Fans: YES, PLEASE!!!!!!!!
Maybe he should have used something sturdier than spandex, then?
Clark: I tried plate armor, but Lois threatened me.
I can see why you are thinking of staying alone in this world. But maybe I introduce you to Linda King? Vicky once mentioned she was a passable reporter. Plus, a blonde!
Clark: <does the math> Sorry, but blondes are statistically trouble in Metropolis. Including the blonde who writes my stories.
LEX: I do not need self love.
Lois: That's not what I heard.
Very well written! The single word sentences gave it something special
Thank you! It was very different for me, continuously coming back to that one word, driving home Clark's loneliness in different ways. But it felt powerful to me, and kept driving home Clark's plight in my mind.
