Oh boy, am I behind. Also, behind on FDKing
Which get's really bad since one needs to go back in time to do posts with the mind not knowing what's to come
/pulls out Flash Thingy/
Oh, look, part 4's posted!
“How was your walk around Metropolis?” H.G. Wells asked, starting to flip switches and turn knobs. “You didn’t run into anyone who recognized you, did you?”
Ah, here we go with the explanation. Yeah, works, when read in succession.
She took the last strawberry from her bowl and shook her head with a smile. “I’m ready to return, Mr. Wells. I won’t forget who I am, anymore.” She bit into the strawberry.
Naughty girl! And I just realized, does she smell the same as this verse's Lois? And won't Clark smell like he does after he and his Lois... And won't Lois notice that Clark apparently just had a visitor in his bed?
“Lois, weren’t you wearing a green shirt earlier?”
“Lois never liked apologizing either.” Sam chuckled. “Somehow it was like admitting defeat.”
Lois pressed her lips together. “I’m learning.” She walked down the hall to her bedroom.
Clark pried his eyes open; the morning sun was way too bright. Lois kissed him again. He wrapped his arms around her and rolled over, pinning her down. “I don’t want to wake up,” he murmured. “Let’s stay in bed.”
/Waits for Lois to notice the tell-tales of his hour of passion/
“If you tell me you can see those four Double Fudge Crunch bars I had over the weekend…”
“Yes. Thank you. Now, you can see why Clark’s my babysitter.” She laughed, again. “Something happens to Kal and I turn into an H-Bomb.”
*G*
As it is, I’ve had to give Ralph a plum job at our Gotham City bureau, so he wouldn’t sue. City desk. He said he could use a break from superheroes for a while.”
Umm...
“Is there something I should know about Gotham City, oh wise sage?”
Michael
