Hi Kathryn!
This reminds me, I’ll please need your story stats (word count and character count) for this. Kerth tooling expects only a single story part per thread. Thanks!
December 7th
Relax, it’s not a breaking news story! No need to open this door faster than Clark changes into the suit.
LOIS: The author does realize there was the whole Mxymas situation last year, doesn't she? This little baggy could be gone in the blink of an eye.
Taking the bag from the basket and opening it, she found a book-shaped ornament and a small bookmark inside, decorated with intricate designs.
Telling her to read a book instead of lusting after her husband?
It’s about slowing down, sharing stories with loved ones and making the night about something simple yet meaningful.”
Just like reporting!
Sharing the story.
Check.
Doing something simple yet meaningful.
He does frequently rescue Lois. That qualifies, doesn’t it?
“Perfect weather for staying in and reading.”
It’s so meta, reading this
Clark chuckled, stepping closer. “I figured after the banketstaaf and all the cookies we ate last night, you might appreciate something a little lighter.”
Her eyes narrowed playfully. “Are you saying I need to cut back? Because I will fight you over the chocolate.”
Survival tip (pro level): never call your wife, who rescues you frequently from kryptonite, fat.
Survival tip (expert level): suggest she needs the energy later, when the two of you retire for the evening’s entertainment.
Lois rolled her eyes. “Oh, please. You could eat an entire buffet of junk food and still fit into your spandex suit. It’s downright unfair.”
She’s free to wear spandex, too.
. “I was just thinking about how much time you must have spent on planning all of this.”
/Eyes author meta reference warily/
“Well, finding a tradition took the most time, actually. Once I had 24 traditions, the rest was just research and finding good recipes.” He became thoughtful for a moment. “I have to admit – it was nice to see the different traditions from around the world.”
I’m 100% uncertain(sic) you wrote this before you ever started the process
“You’re all I need, you know that?”
Clark’s hand traced the curve of her back as he murmured, “And you’re all I ever wanted…”
Awwww
Neither noticed when the power went out, the world outside fading away as they remained wrapped in their own quiet bubble of warmth.
Intrigue!
He’s making a list, he’s checking it twice. Gonna find out whose edits are nice. Santa Claus is coming to town.
Michael
