Hi Kathryn!
December 11th
You know who’s a very patient man? Clark. Be like Clark.
Being Lois is much more exciting!
CLARK: Only so long as you don’t compare it to chasing after her so you can make sure she stays alive and relatively unharmed.
Lois stretched lazily under the covers, her nose twitching at the heavenly aroma of coffee wafting into the room. She opened her eyes to see Clark standing at the bedside, holding a steaming mug.
Sleeping late, are we?
Clark’s face lit up. “It’s a Christmas cracker! They’re a British holiday tradition. Families pull these at the dinner table during Christmas. When you open it, it makes a snapping sound and inside you’ll find a paper crown, a little toy or trinket and a joke.”
This is actually the weirdest one yet. Beats the spider right out of the park.
“‘What do you get if you cross a snowman and a vampire?’” She glanced at Clark, who shrugged. “‘Frostbite…”
“Absolutely splendid! And as the queen of this household, I decree that you return to bed at once, good sir.”
Shocking behavior. Absolutely shocking behavior!
She laughed, reaching for his hand. “Good. Let’s see if you’re as good at following commands as you are at making coffee.”
Wow, this turned out to be a very dark part indeed.
/heads over to the lights-out place/
A short while later, after a quick breakfast, they stepped out into the crisp morning air.
And only a short while. Poor Lois.
Clark chuckled. “Don’t worry. I’ve got enough super-speed to clean up any mess you make… though let’s try not to set the kitchen on fire this time.”
“this time”
Lois smirked, playfully narrowing her eyes. “That was one time, and technically the flames were under control.”
“technically under control”
“So,” Lois began, eyeing the flour and butter with a mix of curiosity and skepticism, “what’s my role in this operation?”
She directs the placement of the chocolate pieces.
Clark flashed her a reassuring grin. “We’ll tackle it together. It’s foolproof, I promise.
The last time he said that, they had to rebuild two entire blocks.
“Besides, legend has it that eating one mince pie on each of the Twelve Days of Christmas brings good luck for the entire year.”
At least to the local fitness studio.
“Noted,” he said with a laugh, handing her a rolling pin. “Now, let’s see if we can make some Christmas magic without setting off the smoke alarm.”
That last time was *Clark’s* fault. No matter how good Lois is in the kitchen, you turn off the stove *first*.
The grinch tried to steal this edit.
Does that mean Perry’s the Grinch?
Michael
