Hi Barbara!
“I’m beat”, Lois sighed, as she sank down onto the seat of the time-machine.
Ooooh! Timetravel! /pops in BttF soundtrack/
This had already been a long day, and there was no telling when H.G. Wells would consider this mission to be complete.
Once all Tempuses are back in their boxes.
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“But there were slight changes that I wasn’t able to explain. It was just a tad bit darker than it used to be.
Maybe Lois got a bit more ticked off during each trip, so trying to fix it just made it worse?
“But I just don’t see why we should help all those tremendous lunkheads out there.
Looo-issssss… They’re Lois and Clarks, just like you two.
I didn’t know how lucky I am that *my* Clark is just a regular sized one.”

Michael