   Trekkie6
2007-11-14 . chapter 7{In fact, humans blink rapidly, in my opinion—the only time I needed to blink as often as Lois or Jimmy was when I dove down into the seabed and was essentially moving through molten rock.} That’s something to think about.
{Ha, Richard blinked.} hehe
{“Pardon?” Richard asks, staring at me; he looks caught between surprise that I would take the initiative and suggest a talk and confusion at the apparent change in my demeanor with the change of my clothes.} I would love to see Clark in his ‘at home’ clothes.
{“The truth,” I whisper, wondering how much of it I’ll have to spill.} heh
{ Richard backed up into the hall, waiting for me to join him there,} Oh, I thought it would be the 3 of them.
{staircase door } I must be more tired than I thought cuz I kept reading that as ‘suitcase’ door. But then, it *is* 430 am.
{“I should thank you for raising my son while I was away,} Well, if that’s not a conversation starter…
{“So he’s your son, then? Not Superman’s,” he grunts.
“He’s mine.”} Clever.
{Lois told him I was up here talking to Richard and Jimmy’s afraid for my safety} lol
Why is Clark telling all of his business to Richard?
{flush-tag} Never heard of it.
{the boy on the skateboard wiping out again.} hehe
{She kept coming onto me as Superman after telling me her ‘ingenious’ plans to me as Clark. Awkward.} heh
{she remembers everything now. I don’t know how—but she does.”} I don’t remember either; it’s been so long.
{“What a relief for you,” he says coldly,} Pop pop, fizz fizz, oh what a relief it is. Richard’s definitely got the short end of the stick.
{Plenty of people have more than one job, my second job just happens to be Superman.”} The man’s got a point.
{“What did you come here expecting, Richard?”
“Not this,”} Well that’s a given…
{I frown at him, but then I hear it. It’s second nature by now, tuning into disasters no matter what I’m supposed to be doing.} Comes with the territory.
{If I hadn’t been focused on Richard, explaining things to him, helping him to move on, I would’ve heard, I could’ve gotten there sooner.} Oh shuddup…
{It hit a good-sized city on the southeastern coast, a city Lois probably couldn’t pronounce let alone spell, the hardest.} *snort* Low blow.
{checking the tops of buildings for weak spots and welding them with heat-vision} Welding is so fun to do.
{Of all the horrors, though, it was the looters that got me.} For a second, I thought you meant looting the orphanage, lol
{I’ve always been partial to walking anyway.} Cuz walking’s cool.
{Jason shifts when I pick him up, grabbing fistfuls of cape} That’s a lovely picture.
{“Yes, and I can turn into a shoe on command} That would make a nice superpower.
{Why did Perry get a new watch?} Maybe he needed one, lol
{No wonder I look so goofy, clothes developing severe wrinkle-itis in the middle of the day.} lol Steam ‘em!
{I put the car on the roof after welding the doors } WELDING! Sorry, we have to yell that in the theatre shop and it always makes me laugh.
{The gun is pointing at her thigh, where it will hurt} It would hurt anyway.
{I don’t think she would choose to risk a woman’s life for a story. Her own life certainly, but not somebody else’s—especially not since she’s become a mother.} All valid points.
{in the park not far from where I created a crater that is still sectioned off by police tape.} hehe
{the clanking of twenty tambourines in the hands of kindergarteners isn’t something I need to have ringing in my head no matter how ‘cute’ Lois tells me it is.} HA!
{“I need to talk to you in my office after this,” he says, sounding different than he had a moment ago.} Ooh, what’s he know?
{“What the hell are you doing working at the Daily Planet?”} LOL Why does everyone think that being in the spotlight 24/7 is a good thing?
{“How did you get off New Krypton?” Lois asks after another pause} Um, how did Lois know that was where the crystals were?
{she can’t be completely innocent if she’s talking about bartering her body as though it’s an everyday thing} Maybe it is for her.. .
{If I’d been told three weeks ago that I’d be exchanging a casual kiss with Lois like this with Luthor dead, I wouldn’t have believed whoever was telling me.} I don’t believe he’s dead.
{“Hey, he’s a Lane, trouble is implied—hopefully the Kent end will mellow him out.”
“Yes, your temper and heat vision…”} hehe Me loves banter.
{as well as Pavlov’s bell got his dogs salivating. I’m not sure I like that analogy, though.} Well thanks for using it cuz I’d forgotten the guy’s name.
{“I swear, I’m gonna kill Perry’s watch,”} LOL
{“C’mon, we’ve got a story to write—Lex Luthor: Dead, an interview with Kitty Kowalski.”} Some things never change…
{Fat chance—it’d be even harder to sneak out if I had an assistant editor’s position} Hmm, maybe. But your work would still get done.
{Clark: finish what you’re working on, then check Lois’s spelling} Hahah!
{“Next time Jimmy needs pictures of your alter-ego, pose.”} lol Make things a little easier for the boy.
{Apparently I’m still not allowed to have enough guts to quip back at him} He’ll get over it. |
 Kabuki Party
2007-09-21 . chapter 8That was a lovely chapter, and a nice end! Everything will be alright, indeed! There was one typo in this, however-
Honey, what’re you making? Let me cook—” she tried to insist, but Clark held up a hand, waving me off. I scowl at him.
Was he talking to Lois, who's already helping him, or was that she supposed to be "I"?
Either way, bravo on yet another kickass fic! Will there be more Superman fics in the future? (pretty please with sugar on top?) :)
JJ |
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