Ooooh... Look, I made another fic. Really, I think I've written more fics during this week than I have for any other fandom. It's something with you guys that inspires me. :p
And, it seems like I've gone all WAFFy, maybe I should write something else later on... Or maybe not. I like writing these.
I hope you enjoy!
Love Doesn't Cost a Thing Lois was fuming. She was ragingly mad. The sun was shining and she could hear small happy children laughing as they played, but all that was lost on her. She stomped past the small children, growling as she went. Almost wishing that she had scared them off.
“Lois?” She heard a voice behind her. “Lois!”
She breathed in deeply as she turned. “Yes, Clark?” she hissed, hoping that she’d scare him off as well.
“How was…” Clark paused, eyeing her angry face. “What did he do?”
What did he do? She felt the anger build up inside her. Why did Clark always think that something had gone wrong during her date if she was mad during the same evening as the date? Why did Clark always assume that she had an awful date? Why was Clark always right?!
“What did he do?” Her voice was shrill. “What tells you that he’d done something wrong? I might have had a wonderful date. I might be mad because… Because my favorite bar of chocolate was outsold in the shop, or even because I-”
Clark sighed. “Lois…”
“Fine. The date was awful, alright? Happy now? Do you feel any pleasure now? And on my behalf as well!” She turned to leave.
“Lois… Don’t be like that.” His voice was silent, pleading.
“Be like what? Just because you don’t like the way I behave, doesn’t give you the right to-”
“Lois!” He shook his head. “I just… You know you can tell me. What did he do?” He reached out, enclosing her in a big hug.
“What did he do?” The anger suddenly exploded inside of her, making her burst into sobs. “I really though he cared, Clark. I really did! He was so nice to me and now it turns out he just went out with me to get to my money and fame. I was his supposed lift to fame.” She sniffed, pounding her firsts into Clark’s chest.
“Oh, Lois…” He stroke her hair softly. “How did you find out?”
“I arrived early and I accidentally heard him talk with one of his friends. Oh, Clark. Why is always this way? Is love really worth the cost we have to pay to get it?”
Clark carefully wiped one Lois’ tears away with his thumb. “Lois, love doesn’t cost a thing.” Clark smiled down at her. “It doesn’t cost a thing if you find the right person. The person you know you want to spend the rest of your life with… The person you know you want to spend the rest of your life with, cherishing each other…”
“But how long won’t it take until I find someone who’s willing to love me for nothing at all?” she asked softly. “Just look at me, Clark. I’m a woman in my late twenties with no real family, who’s simply all ‘job and no personality’. I don’t go on dates, Clark! I go on interviews!”
“Lois-”
“I’m more high-strung than a violin! I barely reach the ground sometimes, even you said so. I’m a coco-holic and a coffee addict! I have more mood swings than a three year old! I’m Mad Dog Lane, Clark. I’m going to end up all miserable and alone. Kids are going to run past my house, thinking: Oh, there lives that strange Mad Dog Lane! And then, they’ll throw rotten apples at my house!”
“Lois-”
“I’m never going to find someone, Clark. I won’t even be able to buy a pet. You’ve seen my poor fishes: They die faster than I can buy them. I have to buy new ones every week… Just look at me, Clark! I’m a mess! Where am I going to find someone who’s willing to give me unconditional love, Clark?”
“I am.”
“See? You can’t even name- What did you say?”
Clark chuckled softly. “I am, Lois.” He placed a quick kiss on her forehead. “I love you. The whole, high-strung Mad Dog Lane woman.”
“Clark…”
He smiled softly at her. “I just wanted you to know: My love doesn’t cost a thing.”
