Real life has totally blown up for me during the last two weeks and I haven't had a chance to check the boards lately. So imagine my delight when I found this had been posted!
“So, you’re telling me this is all about doing Superman’s laundry?” I ask him incredulously and pick up one of the cards that must have come with the flowers. “I love doing laundry...” I read, loud enough for Jimmy to hear. “There’s a phone number, too”, I raise my brows, surprised. “Does she want me to pass on the message to Superman or is this an invitation to enjoy the pleasures of washing together?” I wonder and shake my head.
LOL, this is really cute. I don't think I've ever seen a fic where Clark gets groupies because of the laundry, but it makes perfect sense! Very clever and creative take on things -- I love it!
(And after the world got a look at him at that press conference, you just know those women were after him and not Superman -- a man who does laundry
and looks like that? Be still my heart!
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“But mostly I was scared of myself. I set things on fire. I didn’t just break vases. I accidentally unhinged doors, to name just one of the rather harmless mishaps. Whenever I thought that I’d learned to control my powers, a new one kicked in and there was no way of knowing what was going to happen next.”
I also really like this explanation -- his "mistakes" as a kid were on a much larger scale than anyone else's, which would be bound to terrify him. All kids go through clumsy phases, but the consequence of him accidentally bumping into something could be dangerous. Good insight.
“Because I’d rather spend this evening with Clark. He’s the guy I fell in love with. Superman was just some fantasy.”
Yay, Lois finally gets it! Sweet tag line.
Thank you, bakasi! It was really fun to see how you incorporated my prompts.
Kathy