Darth Michael: Sorry about the delay. Crazy week here with the end of the school year. My apologies. I'll try to get the new part posted tomorrow.
Despite that, Lois and Clark have still not consummated their relationship.
ER: /uh/
CLARK: She’s not dead so we haven’t consummated.
LOIS: That’s right! I didn’t die even a little bit, so there was no consummation involved.
Well, okay, but those of you who've been reading from the beginning know what I mean. Consummation without amnesia involved.
Poor guy. All tuckered out from taking a shower.
Being shot and lying in garbage in pain is tiring too, I hear.
CLARK:
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Sure. Let's go with that.
She could wait until her sister’s latest conquest gets turned into a killer cyborg, then sic *him* onto the Capone gang?
The Magic 8 ball says that the forecast is cloudy and to try again later.
Couldn’t she tie him to the bed?
Yes.
True, but if she weren’t there, it wouldn’t matter to him anyway.
That, too.
I guess she’d not last long in Central City, huh?
Not in this story.
Well, she always contended that she wasn’t born yesterday, and yet, that’s the premise on which Clark chose to meet her.
LOIS: Hmmmm. That is true. But that would mean that Clark was being logical, and... phishaw!
TEMPUS: Nope. Worst planner I've ever met. /holds out bag to Lois/ Popcorn?
Our very own little black hole. Only much more dense…
CLARK:
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I can't help how I was born.
The other explanation being she has a brain tumor.
You mean the one they discover after the honeymoon?
Cray-Cray stuff only starts to happen once a Lois gets involved?
No, only once she meets Chuck.
Maybe she saw it on some TV show about an intrepid reporter and her sidekick?
LOIS: Perhaps it was covered on an episode of Baywatch watched by my new Friends.
He could also be a mentally unstable escapee from Fort Roz and fixated on her when he saw her. He then started to spin an elaborate tale to explain his prison jumpsuit and why he was wearing diapers and his blanket on his shoulders.
Not familiar with Fort Roz, but surrrrrrreeee. That's a possibility.
Them consummating their relationship is the current theory.
He already told Lois that they had only confessed their mutual love before she died in the alternate future and that they hadn't done anything about it.
I believe it might have been three times. The last one, he’d have died with a smile on his face.
I believe that was the 2nd time. (once in the Gfic version, once in the Nfic).
/whispering/ He just won a Kerth Award without her.
LOIS: /mad/ He’s *so* dead!
Actually, that was Cat Grant. This Clark has never won one.
Considering what she’s wearing…
Are you saying that men's pajama tops aren't known for their.. ahem... length?
But he’s still strong and she’s still cursed?
Perhaps "finish" means something different to these two people.
That’s why you don’t buy the gifts until the day before Christmas…
Thank you for explaining my husband's shopping habits.
But don’t the Kents rent rooms as a B&B? I’m sure they’re aware what the couples doing up there when they’re alone.
In another future, they were just starting to when Lois came to Smallville. Here, they have a little extra help around the farm.
I’m sure she’ll remember the night he proposed. Again. Nothings been said about actual consummation.
Theories abound!
/does math/ So, Christmas story for Christmas?
If you want...
/crickets/
Or I can start posting it tomorrow.
I was going to wait to be further along in my betaing process before starting to post my short (for me) Nfic story, but if you'd rather I post that first...
Good thing Cat has moved to Houston?
Meanwhile…
CAT: Phil? Did you feel that, too?
It wasn’t really that much. Just hit the vest. Plus, a good reporter doesn’t involve himself in his story.
CLARK: Great. So, another story that my partner gets to write. /throws his hands up in annoyance/ No wonder I can't win a Kerth!
DILLINGER: Back in the day, you didn’t shoot no dames. There’s much better use for them than target practice.
LOIS: /sick/ Shoot me!
Ewwwww.
Maybe he’ll just leave her at the Metropolis Sewage Reclamation Facility all night? I’m sure she’d never forget that night.
In the dead of winter? Yeah, she definitely won't sleep with him after that.
She should have kept the others around, after Dillinger and Capone.
Passion shooting. She wasn't thinking.
He could ask her. When she imitates the roadrunner, he knows that she didn’t.
CLARK: That's strange. /tilts head and looks at Lois shaped hole in wall/ I didn't know Lois could fly.
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Coming, Lois! /jumps through wall/
He could hint that she’s getting a little…heavy the next time they meet Bobby. That way, she won’t go for the sweets.
Or she might throw it in his face.
“Or it could be any woman wearing a wig,” Lois countered. “Even if she wasn’t, there were plenty of other blondes in Lex’s life.”
Dr. Bainses.
Dead.
Toni.
Dead.
Miranda.
Dead.
Gretchen.
Occupied.
Yes. Did I? Hmmm. I meant to. Yes. Possibly.
The more he knew Lois spoke the truth about that night at the hospital.
Hmm…something’s off there.
It's actually another reaction to the line prior to that. Grammatically, it's not a complete sentence I know. Here's the complete section:
With every little relationship barrier he and Lois broke through, the more he doubted the accuracy of Herb’s prediction. The more he knew Lois spoke the truth about that night at the hospital.
Does that make it more clear?
So, what if that causes Lois to not actually die but fall into a permanent coma?
That would be darn inconvenient.
Considering his jumpiness, the honeymoon won’t last very long /evil/
Well, unless he wants to drag it out.
To be fair, it comes from ‘Clark dies and she’s destroyed’, so the ‘i’ sounds reasonable.
Sadly, it comes from me being from the first spell-checker generation.
She might always meet a waiter or two at the parties and meet them for an afterparty?
It wouldn't be polite to ditch her gran like that. Oh, right. Lucy.
But after Johnny, well, that might be a good thing.
ER: /jawdrop/
Oh, that's right. You wanted him join the gangsters. Yeah. That won't be happening.
Like an old married couple, huh?
LOIS:
Why again would anyone want to get married?
CLARK: Gee, thanks, Michael. Thanks a lot. Oh, wait.
I really DO appreciate it!
Christmas Eve:
CLARK: Lois! I’ve just concluded the negotiations with your father. I only had to offer him my globe in exchange for your hand in marriage. Now all we need is a minister to pronounce us husband and wife. Isn’t this great?
LOIS: Daddy!
By starting with pressed together teeth, then opening them and her lips while breathing out.
So, quite easily then?
True. This story is already 223 Parts long.
She could agree to be his concubine instead while he goes and marries the Lady Zara?
LOIS: /contemplates this/ I see. So, there are worse things than being a wife.
Thanks for reading my stories in such depth, Michael!
