Hi Kathryn!
December 24th
Lois and Clark waited years for their happy ending. You can wait a little bit longer for this story!
Oh this is such a sneaky spoiler tag!
She let out a contented sigh, snuggling closer as Clark’s arm instinctively tightened around her.
Awwww.. I think you kept the most snuggly one for last
Lois froze for the briefest moment, her heart skipping a beat, but Clark didn’t seem to notice. He just smiled at her, his eyes soft with affection.
/Soft Lois. Warm Lois. Snuggly Lois./
“Sounds like breakfast is calling,” Clark teased, his hand lingering just a second longer before he pulled her closer, pressing a kiss to her lips.
Yes, you don’t want to upset the It.
She turned to him, one eyebrow arched, her expression a mix of disbelief and faint amusement. “Slow down? Do you even know me?”
She’s cute but it’s still Christmas.
LOIS: Christmas is tomorrow. Today’s Christmas Eve and it’s still morning. So, shoo, and let me investigate!
That’s why I called Perry last night and told him we needed a day off.”
Her jaw dropped. “You what?”
And so passes the marriage of Lois and Clark.
I asked for the day off,” he repeated, his voice calm and steady. “You’ve been running yourself ragged and after everything yesterday, I figured we could both use some time to recharge.”
They already had a ‘recharging session’ a couple of nights ago.
“Recharge?” she echoed, her tone incredulous. “Clark, we’re in the middle of—”
Married for over a year and still not learned to recognize the danger signal.
CATWOMAN: The reason I got myself a copy of the key for the Bat signal.
He also said something about you needing to stop and breathe once in a while.”
Oh, look who’s angling for an early retirement. Medical reasons.
The world will still be there tomorrow.”
That’s a bold statement in a world where asteroids hit with only three days advance warning.
Everyone at the Planet knows you’d work straight through a blizzard if you could.”
“For the record, I have – although only with your help…” she quipped, a small smile tugging at her lips.
how many blizzard fics do we have on the nic section? Although, I wouldn’t call those happenings ‘work’.
She stopped, tilting her head toward it, a knowing smile spreading across her face. “Seriously, Clark? Mistletoe?”
What did you expect? He is said to have been growing corn on the farm.
But if I find mistletoe in the Planet’s newsroom, we’re having words. Especially if Ralph is anywhere near it.”
Lois Lane Arrested! Mistletoe Mischievous Misused!
Clark grinned as they walked toward the kitchen. He gave her hand a playful squeeze. “Oh, you, definitely. I’d barely get there in time to stop you – even with superspeed.”
HENDERSON: Sounds like a minor misdemeanor. You promise not to do that again?
He chuckled, remembering the fiery words from when they first met. “I know, I know. I don’t work with you; I work for you.”
/Eyes own whip (sic)/
“And we both know you like to be on top,” Clark murmured, his voice dropping slightly as his arms circled her waist.
Lois gave him a wicked grin. “Don’t push me, Kent. You don’t know what you’re getting into.”
/Eyes double entendre suspiciously/
I think he knows *exactly*.
“Careful, Kent,” she teased, her voice low and playful. “I might start expecting this level of service every morning.”
Yeah, but the time!
As they reached the living room, Lois paused, her gaze catching on the mantle. The twigs they had gathered weeks ago on St. Barbara’s Day were no longer bare. Stepping closer, she saw delicate white blossoms adorning the branches, glowing softly in the early morning light.
Well planned
She stopped in front of them, her fingers brushing gently across the petals, almost as if she were afraid they might disappear. “They bloomed,” she whispered, her voice filled with quiet awe.
Ding ding ding!
But tomorrow, she reminded herself. Tomorrow would be perfect.
She’s a sneaky one!
Lois smiled, resting her hand lightly against his chest. She knew he could feel everything - her heartbeat, her warmth - but not the tiny, miraculous life growing inside her. Not yet. But soon.
/waits for Lois to have the classic “I’m an elephant” reaction down the line. Those words will come back to haunt her, then/
As she worked, she paused occasionally, her hand brushing across her stomach, a small, private smile crossing her lips.
Clark noticed her pause and tilted his head. “You okay?”
She better be careful.
CLARK: Not gassy or anything, are you?
“Hmm?” Lois startled slightly, quickly recovering. “Oh, I’m fine. Just thinking about how much everyone’s going to love this.”
‘this’ being the little one growing inside.
PERRY: /staring at HR pamphlet/ ‘Maternity leave’?
LOIS: Ma-what?
PERRY: I have no idea but HR says you have to take time off work
LOIS:
***
TRASK: Pregnant with an alien parasite?
/does not love this/
One of the final tasks was assembling a centerpiece for the dining table. Lois had come up with the idea of a small decorative jar filled with handwritten notes for their guests - “Christmas wishes,” she called them.
She sat at the table, carefully writing each note on small slips of paper
Oh, the reveal!
Hearing Clark’s footsteps approaching, Lois quickly gathered the discarded scraps of paper and walked over to the fireplace, tossing them into the flames just as he entered.
She knows how to dispose of sensitive materials!
Lois smirked, her tone playful. “It’s Christmas, farmboy. There’s no such thing as too much.”
When they finished, Clark tied a festive ribbon around the jar and placed it in the center of the table. He turned back to Lois, pulling her gently into his arms. “Looks perfect,” he said softly.
Awww
Her eyes fell on the advent calendar sitting nearby, and she noticed the final bag waiting for her.
Eeep! She forgot!
CLARK: She forgot?
As the tree lights twinkled, Lois glanced up at Clark, her heart full of unspoken words. She brushed her fingers lightly over her stomach, where a new kind of hope was quietly growing. Tomorrow, she would tell him. For now, she stayed in the moment, letting herself rest in the love they shared.
Awww, it was a sweet and quiet ending. Or not-ending, considering you did Day 25, too
Michael
