Okay, DITTO everything angelic_editor said!Terry! I am loving this!
And THANK YOU for such a lengthy opening! It's got me all revved up for a great ride! And with nine more parts, I am assuming Lois will not be just writing an anniversary piece, no strings attached
I love how right from the beginning you capture the momentum of the story with the banter!
“What’s up, Chief?” Lois asked. “City hall bribery scandal?”
Clark shifted his attention to his boss. “Corruption on the state ethics board?”
“Police brutality?”
“A new super-criminal on the loose?”
“Bio-terrorist threatens the city!”
“A cruise ship is in danger!”
“Carjackers are running loose in the suburbs!”
“The zoo’s koala is pregnant!”
Lois froze with her mouth open, then slowly turned to face her partner. “A pregnant koala? Are you nuts, Clark? That’s not a story worthy of the best investigative reporting team on the East Coast!”
“It stopped your babbling in its tracks, didn’t it? I win this round.”
It's fun and fast and the characterization is great! You also really capture the chemistry between Lois and Clark for this particular stage of their relationship.
Honestly, you did it all! You cut Lois's hair...
“Go? Go where? Where’s my hair going, if not with me?”
...had them have funny yet sentimental, sweet scenes...
She chuckled ruefully. “You and your wild idea of a bachelor party.” She paused and sighed. “You’re by yourself tonight, aren’t you?”
“Yep. You?”
“I wish I were. I’d have a lot more privacy.” She sighed again. “I’m in the ladies’ dressing room at the launch center, shivering in my station issue underwear, waiting for my pressure suit to be altered. They issued me four sets of coveralls a little while ago, too. They’re all dark blue, and you would not believe how unflattering those things are.”
“Lois, I wouldn’t believe anything could be unflattering if you’re wearing it.”
“Oh, Clark!” He heard a sniff. “Doggone it, don’t do that!”
“Do what?”
“Be so sweet to me over the phone when I can’t be with you and let you know how much I appreciate it.”
“In your station issue underwear?”
Her nose and her tone both dried in an instant. “In your dreams, Kent.”
“Well, you know you’re with me there, Lois. And not always – you know.”
Her voice turned low and sultry. “No, Clark, I don’t know. Tell me, how am I dressed in your dreams?
...and most importantly gave me a lovely mental picture of Clark sitting in a space capsule in his birthday suit
PLEASE post more soon!
~NICOLE
