The charming Smallville hospitality is as charming in part two as it was in part one, Laura! If not more so.
Lois woke the next morning to the pop and sizzle of bacon frying. It smelled delicious, but yet it was completely incongruous to her. She had never actually woken up to bacon being fried, or a big breakfast being cooked.
Poor girl! She sure needs to be mothered a bit.
It was kind of nice, though she was sure she definitely wasn’t in Metropolis anymore.
Toto, I don't think we're in Kansas anymore.... Wait! We are?
“I’m Martha Kent; I don’t think you met my husband, Jonathon, though I see you’re already acquainted with my boy, Clark.”
Ahh. So it was Clark.
“Jonathon and Clark are out doing their chores. It just about killed Clark to leave your side, though.”
A curious glimmer of warmth shot through Lois at this. She couldn’t help digging a little.
“Really?” Casual Lois, oh so casual.
Aaaahhh so sweet!!!
“We were in Colorado for my grandmother’s funeral. My… my father had to fly back for work, so he told me to drive back home myself with Grandma’s possessions.”
At this, Martha patted her hand in a motherly fashion. “Oh Lois, I’m so sorry.”
Lois was horrified to find herself blinking back tears. What was it about this attention that was making her so… emotional? She swallowed and took a deep breath.
Poor, poor Lois! She's
totally unused to being mothered. And it's making me feel all warm inside to see it happen now.
“They let you drive from Colorado to New Troy? By yourself?! And just seventeen! Oh Lois, you must have been so frightened! I’d like to give this father of yours a piece of my mind.”
Lois was gaping at the woman in shock. What a transformation! She’d like to see Martha Kent give her father a piece of her mind too. It’d be a humbling experience.
I'd like to see that, too!!!
Lois took the sweatshirt and slid it on, immediately enveloped in soft, worn material. She grinned delightedly at this unexpected comfort.
“Wow he’s right, this is amazingly comfortable. Are you sure he won’t mind?”
“I’m sure.” The warm voice came from the door, as a gust of freezing wind filled the house. Lois looked up to see Clark and Jonathon quickly shut the door and stamp off the snow on their shoes. “Hi.” Clark said simply.
Aaawww sweeeet!!!
He was looking straight at Lois, though the greeting was aimed at both his mother and her. Lois looked down at her feet. So a cute boy was looking at her with those eyes. He’s a farmboy. You’re a city girl. Get a grip. She raised her head to steadily meet his gaze.
Aaaaawww!!!
Partway through this, Clark, whose ears were reddening along with the rest of his face, tried to steer the conversation away from Lois and was softly rebuked by his mother.
“Mom, I’m sure Lois didn’t expect a reenactment of the Spanish Inquisition when she came here.”
I love how he wants his parents to make a good impression on her!
“I don’t mind,” Lois interrupted. For a moment she was shocked as she realized… she really didn’t. For some reason it felt… natural to tell this family from Kansas the details of her life she kept hidden from some of her closest friends.
And I love how Lois feels right at home and totally comfortable!
A lot had been revealed about Clark Kent, from the good natured stories from his parents and then his own open answers to her curious questions, but he hadn’t mentioned any of his friends. She was curious. What kind of man was Clark Kent? Did he hang out with the jocks? He was certainly well built enough to. Her face flushed slightly as she called up the feeling of being cradled close to him. But then again, he didn’t seem like the kind of jock she knew. He was well read and intelligent. Was he a nerd? She studied him unobtrusively. He had thick glasses, but they seemed to add to his appearance rather than detract from it. He really was cute. She tried to shake that thought. She didn’t need to be falling for a Kansas farmboy. Even one with dimples and a certain unruly lock of hair she wanted to brush off his forehead. Especially one like that.
I probably shouldn't quote all of this, but it is all adorable.
Lois started laughing and reached over to grab a plate just as it slipped.
“Here you go, Farmboy.”
It slipped out. Really it did. She hadn’t meant to say it. Everything had been going so gosh darned well and she had to blurt out what she had been calling him privately. How could she tell him it was based more on affection than any dislike? Oh, why was it so quiet!?
Ooohhh!!! Lois had become so comfortable that she let her guard down and just said something out loud without thinking first! The embarrassment! The
fear! Will these wonderful people dislike her now?
Martha and Jonathon were staring at her. Clark blinked twice. For a moment it was silent in the kitchen before Clark suddenly shot her a thousand watt smile and burst into laughter.
Aaaaaaahhhhh!!!! WAFF!!!! Clark is laughing!!!
Martha Kent watched this interaction biting back a thoughtful grin. It had been a long time since she had seen her boy let loose and laugh with someone his own age. It worried her to no end that someone with so much love to give kept himself locked away.
Poor Clark....
If she didn’t know better she would have thought Clark was smitten.
If she didn't know better... Martha, I don't know how well you understand Clark's soulmate connection with Lois.
Around kids his own age, he would normally tense, his back ramrod straight. He was friendly, but wary and nobody ever got too close. Jeff Denoso had seen to that. It had broken her heart time and time again to see Clark come home everyday alone and retreat to his old tree house instead of attending socials and dances like most of his peers. But yet… he had only known Lois for less than 24 hours, but he was relaxed and laughing. He kept sneaking glances at her while she was completely oblivious. Martha couldn’t keep the smile off of her face.
Aaaawww....
You bet!!!
Ah, so sweet, Laura. I
loved it!!!
Ann
I'm so glad you like it. I really was nervous about posting here, though I don't know why, since everyone is so sweet and... well... helpful! This was a much needed break from the physics homework of doom. 
