Hi,
Sydney
READERS: It's Clark, Lois. He wants to protect everybody, specially you, even without his powers...
LOIS: Powers? Only Superman has powers! And Trask is wrong; Chuck is not Superman! I know that.
READERS: Well....
LOIS: Is everyone going crazy?
LOIS: You could say that, Chuck...It's an understatement!
She's right, Clark. You're an adorable lunkhead, but you're a lunkhead!
LOIS: I'm always right!
CLARK: After the day I've had, I can't dream of a little cuddling?
CLARK: I said "share" her bed, not bed her. Um... er... that does sound bad. Sorry.
We don't believe you, Clark!
CLARK:
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Nobody ever believes me.
MARTHA: Thank you.
MARTHA: I've had one of those days where I don't want to deal with stupid men anymore. Shooting them felt darn good.
We told you, Lois, an adorable lunkhead!
LOIS: I never said he wasn't adorable.
No Clarkie-bear in this fic....
Wow, nobody likes my Clarkie bear metaphor.
CLARKIE-BEAR: I'm a one and only!
Look, Lois! Clark without his glasses? He looks like...??? Oh, yes, she turned off the lights.
Well, technically, the night isn't over yet.
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