Update! *squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee*
Erm, okay, so I don't care if a three times a week is actually quite often, getting an update still is /points to top/
He hadn’t talked to her since the bomb went off the day before.
Yes, always a wise move. :rolleyes:
You didn’t do an impersonation of a gargoyle and sulk… much.
/imagines Clark after Lex took off with Wanda/ Only, this time it's funny instead of
why didn't he just kind of tip Lex on the head a bit and turn his rain-down-throat-prevention-system into a squished melon.
There were worse things you could have done when your girlfriend went out to lunch – a lunch she was supposed to have shared with you – with another man.
/points to said squished melon from previous quote.
It couldn’t have been a coincidence.
It might have been. They could have done a movie? Like Re-Resurrection.
here had been video cameras planted inside that had nothing do with in-house security.
See?
He had been found dead, shot, his place ransacked and every negative in the place taken.
Say waht you might. I'm not buying to the kids-on-a-rampage-coincidink explanation.
You’re in love with one smart cookie there, Kent.
Yes. Clark want cookie. Ugg-ugg
He wished he could discuss this with Lois, or at least get one of her all-encompassing comfort hugs.
Umm... those are not for 'comfort'. And she needs a running washing machine, too. A the thigh-trick from MLT's The Big Couldn't, available in your friendly neighborhood nfic archive.
But he knew if he even tried he would probably say something stupid, like throwing it in her face that his girlfriend shouldn’t be having lunch and holding hands with other men.
Could be fun. For us.
Or mention his giving a one-on-one interview with Linda King, which he was sure Lois knew about, since the article had been front-page news on the Metropolis Star that morning.
That might be messy. Green-glowy, but messy.
He just knew there was going to be hell to pay for that one. He was trying to get the tabloid heat off of his girlfriend. And using Linda had been a convenient excuse with her injury.
Yes, but openly flirting with Linda and possibly a number of other tabloid-chicks should divert the attention from Lois. Might also ruin his reputation and might disqualify him from playing chaperon at the boyscout camp-out, but he'd be doing it 'to keep Lois safe (TM)'.
“The big chicken won’t come to the phone, Lois.”
“Actually, it’s Lana Harrington now,” Clark’s ex-girlfriend corrected.
Isn't he a bit old?
Give him my card, would you? For old time’s sake?”
Now, that could be fun
“And who ran off to KU with her cousin to attend a frat party instead? Who left him a note – a note – saying she wanted to break-up? After she had dated him for over two years? Who told him she was ‘too young’ to be tied down, especially to someone who would never accomplish anything in his life? That he had no potential? And he was too stupid to be more than a fry cook at the local burger joint?”
She's a nice person, isn't she?
“He died of a rattlesnake bite while off camping by himself.”
So, Lana came back and tried to make up but nicked him instead?
“Superman is also good friends with Clark Kent.”
Ooooo-oops?
His girlfriend leaned close to Lana again and whispered, “You seem to have a knack for screwing over, screwing up, and yet never actually…”
[...]
What? What did Lois say to Lana? Did she just say what you thought she said? To Lana?!
But I thought Lana earned her during her college years on her back? Isn't that how she met Ian?
Then she waved her fingers at Clark with a sweet little smile.
The minx!
Yes. And that's why he loves her.
That's a first. 
