Hi Michael!
Tsk tsk tsk…Lois Lois Lois…
Lois: Well...to be fair...he started it.
Hmm…I don’t think we ever had a fic where she simply walked up to him and slapped him. And broke her wrist in the process. Needing Superman to carry her to the emergency room, dressed in her nightgown. While she’s refusing to talk to him. And having her arrival documented for posterity by Leo Nunk and his trusty photographer.
Muse: *growls* Don't wake the dragon. I've got enough on my plate.
*snort* Any more flirtatious and she’d be expected to charge for her attentions.
Lois: I don't charge. I do, however, accept...gifts.
Maybe he’s into guys. Could explain his obsession with Lex Luthor.
Now there's a set up for a horror story if ever I heard one. Clark enamored with Lex.
Yes, he loves her. Like a sister.
LOIS: /puts down A Game of Thrones and looks up hopefully/
SUPERMAN:
(insert pic here of a FB-style wrist with no hand attached) Jaime Lannister likes this.
*squints* I’d say about one third of a gallon’s worth, considering how deep she’s into the bucket.
Lois: Nah, I taste tested it the night before. You know, to make sure it was good. Quality control, if you will.
/looks around FoLC community/
FoLCs: We're ALL mad here!
Umm…you’ve had Lois visit the bullpen earlier when she was looking for Clark.
Aww, crud, I can't believe that got passed as many read throughs and the beta step.
Thanks for reading! Glad you enjoyed it!
