Hi 90stvfangirl!
I got All Shook Up. A bit cracky?
Sorry in advance.
Well, when you make a joke about Nightfall cracking open the Earth’s mantle and thus dooming the budding relationship between Clark and Cat, I don’t think a simple ‘sorry’ is enough
Cat stood at the coffee counter and poured herself a cup of the steaming dark liquid.
Okay, who left the heating plate on and ruined a perfectly good brew of cold stale newsroom coffee?
Her gaze drifted across the newsroom to Clark and Lois, sitting closely behind Lois’ desk, their heads almost touching as they shared a donut.
/Squints/ what’s going on?
No matter how hard she tried, Cat knew she would never have that type of connection with another person.
Nice one!
LOIS: And she does try so very hard to make new deep connections on a daily basis.
Typically she stuck to water or protein shakes to keep her figure trim.
I guess with Doom coming this Day, it no longer matters?
She slid a hand down her side, brushing the curve of her hip. Well, she shrugged to herself, no use worrying about her figure now.
See?
She added a generous dollop of cream and a spoonful of sugar and stirred vigorously.
I did notice it earlier but figured it was just Cat having a vice. But no…it’s the author’s creative foreshadowing
Funny, Lois didn’t look nearly as devastated as Cat thought she would look, considering Superman was missing.
/Points at Sue’s Faustian Bargain for the explanation/
Lois throwing herself at Superman and kissing him passionately right before he left for space.
You know, I just realized, don’t scientists talk about a railgun accelerating tungsten steel rods as one of the ways to make asteroids break up? This got a lot of similarly with the Man of Steel accelerating into the asteroid after kissing Lois.
That was Lois—always an attention seeker.
She’s only publicly canoodling with Superman. Not Lex. Not Clark. Not call-me-Daniel. And not Ralph, either.
Admittedly, it did seem to work for her. Lois had publicly kissed Superman a couple of times now, and he seemed just as receptive to her affections as she was to his.
To be fair, Superman immediately took off towards the outer solar system, never to be seen again. So, it’s debatable how much he liked the attention.
Well, fine. Lois could have the alien. Why did that little vixen have to go after Clark, too?
Meow! And that’s with Lois being fully dressed.
Did they all now suddenly prefer women in boxy suits with no personalities?
meow indeed!
She’d kill for him to look at her like that. Just once.
Poor dear! Maybe if she has him spritzed with some Revenge.
CLARK:
Lois!
CAT:
Cat grabbed the folded fan on her desk, flicked it open, and waved it in front of her face, her thoughts drifting to the nights Clark Kent had spent in her bed.
dreams?
Also, fun!
He was a skilled and considerate lover, albeit a little shy.
Always disappearing into the bathroom for a few moments, tugging at his tie before they were intimate.
Especially when they ended up askew by the time they were finished and he would rush to straighten them.
Also… /watches as
disappears into a crack in the wall/
He wasn’t ready to make their relationship public, he would tell her. He would sneak out of her bed in the middle of the night, always with some lame excuse in the morning.
Yes, he’s afraid of doing something flashy—
CAT: /primps orange-lilac-striped mini-dress/
--and he always had commitment issues. Ask Lois.
We need to keep things professional at work.
/Points at canoodling Lois and Clark with raised eyebrow/
Cat knew all too well what that meant.
LOIS: I’ll bet. 50 for an hour and 300 for the night.
Clark caught Cat’s eye as he and Lois rushed past. He slowed a little, offering her a confused half smile, a flicker of recognition in his eyes.
Wait, did the amnesia switch Lois’s and Cat’s relationship with Clark from the show scene?
Her face fell as Lois turned and took Clark’s arm again, rushing him toward the elevator and shooting Cat a look of disdain.
The former cat lady doesn’t want to share her catch with the cat?
LOIS: I’m not a cat lady. I don’t have any cats.
LUCY: Except the five she keeps in shoe boxes in her freezer.
The end was near and by the looks of things, her secret lover would be spending his last hours with Lois Lane.
At that moment, Cat felt lonelier than ever.
Poor dear!
Yeah, that took a weird turn. I thought it’d be funny if instead of Cat being a predator, she and Clark actually did have a thing going on he forgot about.
It was entertaining and unexpected. Not unexpectedly entertaining.
Michael
