Hi Kathryn!
December 20th
Faster than a speeding bullet? You’re faster than the author!
Well, I…was on occasion accused of investigating the next part of the story before it was published
But Superman never caught me and Xavior said it was okay.
but something felt... off.
Her fingers brushed against his chest and she realized they were gently swaying. Her eyes flew open. “Clark.”
At first I thought ‘stomach bug’ but now I’m thinking ‘floating’.
“Are we... floating?”
Clark’s eyes opened fully, and his gaze darted to their surroundings. A sheepish smile crept onto his face. “Uh, yeah. Sorry about that.”
“Then we... well...” His cheeks flushed slightly.
Oh, did he fall asleep with his happy thought still turned on?
Lois smirked, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “You’re still such a boy scout - we made love. I remember. And then I fell asleep halfway on top of you.”
Yes, let’s call it that. /points at ‘Splintered Headboard’ by CC Aiken/ Also, better she fell asleep halfway on top of him *after* instead of falling halfway asleep on top of him.
LOIS: It was *two* in the morning. What did you expect?
She sighed, stretching against him. “So fly-boy. Feeling festive today?”
“Maybe.”
No, this was not meant to be dirty. This is pure and innocent. Hey, why does Lois have such a mischievous glint in her eye?
Inside was a small figure - carved from wood, with exaggerated features and a mischievous grin. Lois raised an eyebrow as she held it up. “What on Earth is this?”
Fifth Dimension?
She studied the figure, her brow furrowing. “A creepy little goblin? I’m almost afraid to ask.”
It could also be an idol of Lex, the patron saint of Lexmas celebrated in prisons around the world.
They sneak into homes, hide things, break stuff and generally make a mess.”
They’re like Lois’s kids!
Clark grinned. “Maybe. But there’s a way to keep them at bay - people believed that a clean, tidy home would ward them off.”
Not kids then.
Lois leaned against the back of the couch, a playful smirk on her face. “Cleaning and baking, and here I was hoping to be swept off my feet and flown to Greece, today, fly-boy.”
He spoiled her!
didn’t your newlywed magazine say something about the importance of doing the housework together, to strengthen their bond?
LOIS: That’s for couples who don’t strengthen their bond in *other* ways several times a day.
CLARK: Rescuing you doesn’t count!
LOIS: Fine. You can bond with yourself tonight.
Lois grumbled a bit under her breath. “I prefer a different kind of bonding…”
See!
Lois softened, her eyes warm as she looked at him. “Alright. But I also wouldn’t mind a bit of extra bonding.”
Okay, I’m getting the feeling that a certain WIP is being singled out here
Clark smiled, leaning against the counter. “It reminds us to find joy in the little things and to tackle life’s challenges together, one goblin at a time.”
Yes, you don’t want to deal with a Tempus, a Lex, and a Prankster all at the same time.
Clark slid his arms around her waist, pulling her close. “And now we can bond. Just us, no mischief.” He grinned.
Whatever was coming, they’d face it together.
I do think there was a joke about dirty diapers in one of the Love and Capes comics…
This edit is as magical as a Christmas Eve flight with Santa!
Yes, Lois sounded magically enchanted
Michael
