This is over?
It was sitting so close to "Heaven"--that sounds funny by the way--that I thought this was a 3-parter.
I loved the way this was written. You included so much in such a small space.
I find that as I go through real life, I tend to wonder what kind of a fic this will make or that will make, as well. James and I were stuck in traffic once (Gosh! That was 8 yrs ago.) when I was pregnant with my oldest. We sat for 2 or 3 hours where the car literally didn't move. When we did move, the police had decided to close the highway and traffic was diverted to going the other way. We were 8/10 of a mile from home and found ourselves heading the other direction at a snail's pace. Of course, being very pregnant, I had a very full bladder and a very empty stomach. Plus, the air smelled like car exhaust. So James and I mused about how Clark would be patient and Lois would be fuming mad and looking at her options.
It must include dancing, because our poor OTP never got to dance much!
OTP?
OK, so maybe sometimes he disappeared right in the middle of a conversation, but whenever she needed a shoulder to cry on or a strong arm to lean against, there wasn't anyone else she knew who she would rather turn to than Clark Kent.
So true.
"Oh, it's just that the first - and last - opera I've ever been to was..." Lois closed her eyes for a second and took a deep breath before going on, "Last year. With... um, with Lex."
"I'm sorry," Clark said, not really knowing what the right thing to say was. "But I'm a much better date," he then added, hoping that a bit of humor might bring a smile back to her face.
Hearts take such a long time to heal. Clark is so good about this, too.
"Sure you have. Figaro," Clark explained before launching into the first few notes of an aria he was certain she would recognize.
Lois giggled softly, Clark's signing was way out of tune, but somehow she had managed to identify the song anyway. She hummed a few notes of it herself. "Is that it? Yeah, I remember that from Bugs Bunny."
I had a co-worker/friend that went to this one. He reasoned that if it was good enough for Bugs Bunny, it was good enough for him.
Okay, with a quick re-read I suppose you can get away with ending it there.
Nice story.
Elisabeth
