Hi Sara!
Chapter 4:
Clark had never slept so soundly in his entire life and when he woke, he was overjoyed to find that it hadn’t been a dream.
Awww, his body is already in relationship protection mode, making sure he’s not leaving Lois alone just because of an emergency.
but the romantic date she’d apparently planned for the two of them was not going to happen. They seemed to be having rotten luck so far.
Too bad they don’t know a flying superhero who could help out.
“We can just ask Superman to bring us. He’s going to be at the press conference too, remember?”
See? Lois is thinking clearly.
“Lois, he’s not a taxi service,”
No, he’s more a private pilot and emergency kidnapping assistance.
We can’t take away from that just because we need a ride.”
Translation: he likes vegging with fish n chips.
He wasn’t sure he trusted her to be able to drive in a foreign country on the other side of the road in bad weather. But then, he also knew if he told her that telling her that would not end well for him.
/points at not-a-comfy-couch/
“Who travels to another country and doesn’t bring their driver’s license? That’s official government ID, Clark!”
/looks at European officials laughing their combined chumps off at the Monopoly IDs/
But that was a conversation that he wasn’t sure how to have.
Best do it in a phone booth.
When he returned after thankfully another successful rescue, she sat on the bed, ramrod straight, looking as if she would murder the first person who spoke. Which, unfortunately, was him.
Oooh, nice one!
What’s going to happen when we get back to Metropolis without a story?”
PERRY: Honey, even Elvis needed to take a breather on occasion. Here, I have this nice little story on the challenges Princess Muppy faces next week. This should give you a chance to find yourself again.
LOIS: Muppy? Is that a nickname or something?
RALPH: Oh, is Muppy doing another show? Last time, when she lost against that Chihuahua, she was devastated.
and how there was nothing to stop anything from happening between the two of them here in this room.
Jimmy might call?
This time he did reach for her and she let him, meeting his eyes and biting her lip in a way that awakened every cell in his body.
Awwwww /turns off lights/
and I can find something more…romantic for us to do.”
Did he just suggest squeaky sounds?
And yet, his body didn’t seem to be able to move.
And yet it was trying to move a lot just a moment earlier.
“This could get…complicated,” she said, and he saw the way her eyes darted to the bedspread. She was nervous.
No, it’s so simple, even a society columnist can figure it out.
. I’ll even sleep over there on the chair if you want me to.”
“Because you’re that irresistible?” She teased. Her eyes danced mischievously and he felt some of the tension lift.
According to precedent, yes.
You make me feel safe. But maybe, for once I don’t want to.
Living dangerous!
“What are you saying?” He asked, his mouth suddenly dry.
Checking out chapels in Glasgow?
They might have to reimburse the Planet for their flights, but he couldn’t think of a single place he’d rather be right now.
Hey, it’s not their fault! /points are Sara/ It’s her fault.
See you in part 5!
Michael
