Hi Barbara!
And now for the grand finale!
The setter darted around a corner and stopped a few feet from him, his body all tense and ready to attack
It’s either: “where my crystal?” or “what happen to smell good two-foot?”
Clark took a step back and held up his hands. “Sorry, buddy, I forgot you don’t like the suit.”
Oh.
The setter barked and licked his face, clearly just as happy to see him as he was to be back home. His heart swelled and he was sure that even though their new situation would take some getting used to, they would be fine.
Will they get used to it before Lois moves in and things change again?
But Houdini kept tugging at his shirt and whimpered softly and Clark felt like his world was going to fall apart.
Ah, they have a guest using the bed.
“Oh, I understand,” Clark said to his dog. “You’re trying to tell me that we’ve got a visitor.”
He wanted to pull her even closer and show her exactly how much he loved her.
/Heads over yonder/
Clark pursed his lips. “Not that I want to complain or anything, but I’m really not sure I’m supposed to be ‘Superman’. That sounds awfully presumptuous. Can’t we change the name to something less… I don’t know… less boastful?”
“Service Worker”?
”Don’t worry, it’s not a hiccup.” He stared at his feet, suppressing the urge to shuffle them. “It’s just, your presence is kind of distracting.” His gut clenched as he realized how creepy all of this must seem to her.
Was this the right moment? Could he ask her to become his wife?
Only after she has been kidnapped by Tempus!
. “I said that there is no such thing as magic and that the only thing I might find out is why you can’t spell the word magical properly.”
He raised his brows. “And?”
She giggled. “I guess now I know.” Then she sealed his lips with a long, hungry kiss. “But I learned something else, too. There’s magic after all.”
The End
Awwwwwwwwwwww
I believe I mentioned the magical-ness of the tale before. You also gave us a wonderful character in Houdini
An all around magikal (sic) tale.
Michael
