It's disappointing that your muse is being such a, um, witch.
/Muse steps in/ Hey! I’m not the witch. *He* locked me up in a contai- /pulls Muse back off the stage/ Erm, sorry about that. She’s a bit… confused these days. Don’t mind her.
If you truly can write an nfic tangent for this part, DO IT!
/Takes slip of paper from Muse/ Hmm... yes... uh-huh... /Files idea away for later use/ You know, It certainly would be interesting how Lois would react if Clark was already crossing the threshold but then his guilt becomes dominant and he… um… develops sudden a drop in regards to his… capabilities to make her... happy. Plus, he takes off. Yes... Um... And of course
He seemed to consider that for a moment and then he said, "Ah, but only a first-rate stalker would know that you start out sleeping on the left side of the bed, but by morning you're hogging the whole thing."
Was he really nervous? Or did he think she was? He needn't worry about that, she had never felt this blindly eager to continue before. All he had to do was say 'I love you' and then he'd see some real action.
Oh boy. What’s going to stop them invalidating the Ancient Curse by pre-marital consummation?
Instead of speaking, though, he tensed again.
"Wait." Clark shifted her off his lap and onto the cushion next to him. "Maybe we're going too fast?"
"Maybe we're not going fast enough?" she teased, starting to feel a twinge of anxiety that he was actually going to pull a Clark and leave.
Apparently, Superman. And LOL to the ‘pulling a Clark’
Giddy with joy, she shimmied through the hole in the floor and crawled from beneath the boxcar. Her eyes squinted, trying to adjust to the brilliant sunshine.
It’s… it’s… it’s… just part 5
What’s she going to do now to get into trouble?
Hopefully that would happen before her kidnapper returned and found her missing.
Arrrgh!
More! Please? Pretty please?
Michael
PS: Since you mentioned the bucket in part 1's FDK I do have to mention the Star-Trek-ness of the Railroad-car adventure. You know, the one implement that does not exist in the 23rd century.
PPS: I can't believe I had to delete 8! or so graemlins to get this to post...
