Better her than Lex, is all I have to say.
Okay, it isn't. I have more.
Be warned, I'm a bit corny today.
He continued to freefall, then crashed into the once serene lake with a violent splash.
<<gulp>> let's hope he has enough invulnerability left to survive that belly flop.
If he was hurt, she would never forgive herself, she knew.
Aaaawwww. I'm thinking she *likes* Clark.
And so it was, in looking for Clark, that she alone witnessed Superman fall from the sky. Concerned for the hero, she ran back towards the lake.
Yeah, someone spotted him!
After all, he was as much her friend as Clark was.
Superman was as much a friend to Lois as Clark was? Or Superman was as much her friend as Superman was Clark's friend?
The cold temperature was a shock to her body and she gasped against it.
Guess summer has gone bye-bye already.
Superman was of no help; a dead weight in her arms.
Why lifeguards save as many people trying to help drowning victims as the victims themselves.
As before, it was a struggle to gain every inch forward. But Lois was undaunted. The hardest part was over, in her mind. She'd managed to rescue her friend from a watery grave at the bottom of the lake. She swan on, slowly but surely getting closer to the green springy grass of the park.
Wow, I didn't know how strong Lois was. Dragging Superman from the bottom of the lake, with his dense cell structure.
He'd thought she'd finally given up on her fantasy of dating the larger than life hero. But now, it seemed, he'd been wrong.
Um... because Lois went to save him, he thinks she likes Superman as much as she does Clark?
"Is there someplace I can take you?" Lois asked.
Drop me off at Clark's, would you? We share his apartment. I sleep in the loft, him on the bed, so I have a change of clothes there and will be able to find something edible. I'll be sure to have him call you when he gets in.
Lois took his non-answer in stride. "My place, then."
"Lois...I can't."
But... but... but... I'll be NAKED!
"Nonsense. I'm not leaving you alone until you're well again. Now, what can I do, really? I'm here for you, whatever you need."
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Whatever?
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Oh, wait. Gfic. Nevermind.
"A shower might help too, if it's not too much trouble."
"It's not," Lois said, shaking her head and speeding up to avoid getting stuck at a red light.
Lois's inner thoughts: The sooner I get Superman to my place, the sooner he can get naked and shower and start to feel... oh, God! Superman will be naked in my apartment! Red lights be damned!
He wondered idly if he had burn marks on his skin where the Kryptonite was searing against his flesh.
So, were there? You never mentioned. Or do we need to wait to see Clark's physical markings from the K later?
"Sorry it's so pink."
"It's fine."
No, Superman, the line is "I like pink."
"Drop your suit outside the door. I can run it through the washing machine. Maybe I can help get some of...whatever is hurting you...off."
Why do I have this strange feeling that he's just going to get rid of *that* suit and call it a total loss. No point in putting back on a suit that my zap his powers at any moment.
That brought up another problem. He had absolutely nothing else to wear once he emerged from the shower.
Problem? I don't see a problem.
As quickly as he could, he peeled off the still wet suit, boots, socks, even his boxers.
That's leads to an interesting debate. We know that Clark wears briefs (per UW episode). Would he really wear boxers under the suit? (I personally would think they'd leave more evidence under such a skintight suit.) Would he really wear briefs under the suit? (I mean he already does have those shorts on the outside.) I'm going to go with "nope." But then, where are his Clark clothes, when Superman gets naked?
Ooops. I went over my smilie limit.
