A/N: I don't own Smallville or the character Professor Pepperwinkle from the Adventures of Superman.

This is the sequel to Forthcoming!

A/N: A little background on how much time has passed…Clark had his conversation about all the kryptonite, at Chloe and Jimmy's wedding, Lois and Clark kissed (since they were already together), Lana came to town the following day instead, Lana didn't become 'super' and she and Clark are just friends, and Lana left on her own accord. Not long after Chloe and Jimmy's wedding, Clark proposed to Lois who happily accepted… Clois Forever!! :)

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Prologue

"What do you think about turquoise?," Lois asked Clark, walking up to his desk in the Daily Planet. Aside from a few other hard-working reporters they were the only ones in the bullpen. It was Saturday after all.

"For what?," Clark asked absent-mindedly typing, trying to get his deadline in on time. Saving people as the Red-Blue Blur took up a good amount of his time, not that he minded – thank goodness for super-speed.

"For the color of the bridesmaids' dresses," Lois said smiling moving his attention from the computer screen by sitting in his lap.

Looking up at his fiancée, having finished his article, Clark replied, "Turquoise? Do you think Chloe will like that color? Being Maid of Honor, shouldn't she get a say?"

"She made me wear burnt orange with a gigantic sash on the waistline for her wedding. I just thought it'd be a nice tie-in with the color of the stone in this bracelet," Lois retorted, emphasizing on the not so flattering color and unnecessary accessory to the dress. It wouldn't have been so bad if all she had was the dress. She subconsciously placed her hand over the bracelet's stone.

Clark put his hand over hers and smiled, "I thought you pulled off that color very nicely."

"I could've been wearing rags and you'd think I pulled it off nicely," Lois retorted and patted his cheek, "That's why I love you."

"Is that why? I knew it was for some reason… I love you too, Lo," Clark answered sarcastically and then genuinely, ending it with his mega-watt signature Kent smile.

"Hate to break you two love-birds up, but Tess wants to see you," the young intern that Lois could never remember the name of informed them. Jeff was it?

Lois and Clark got up to go see their boss to see what she could possibly want from them on a Saturday. It was supposed to be their day off. The only reason they were there was because Clark had to finish his article and he wouldn't have got it done if they were at the farm – he'd be too distracted with other things.

Seeing Tess' door closed, Clark politely knocked and after they heard, "Come in" from Tess, they entered her office.

"You wanted to see us, Tess?," Lois asked entering first.

"Yes, and it's Ms. Mercer to you, Lois," Tess simply replied, turning around. "I see you went casual today, Clark." Clark looked down and noticed he was just wearing his blue t-shirt and jeans. Lois rolled her eyes at Tess' behavior. Figuring it wasn't really a work day and he wasn't going to try to impress his boss, he thought it'd be okay. Lois was dressed casually as well, light blue blouse that was unbuttoned to just above her cleavage, showing just enough, but not too much, and jeans with her hair pulled back into a ponytail.

"I'm sorry… I didn't think I'd be in my boss' office today. It is our day off," Clark said, his hand on his chest.

"Not that that fact stopped you two from coming," Tess retorted.

"How'd you know we were here anyway?," Clark wondered, furrowing his eyebrows.

"I saw you two in the elevator, I'm surprised you didn't see me," Tess clarified.

"So are we here for a social call or did you actually want something?," Lois asked folding her arms, getting down to business. She didn't trust her for one minute, she was just like Lex, always planning something.

"I have an assignment for the two of you," Tess started. Lois opened her mouth for an objection, but Tess wouldn't let her get a word in edgewise, "I know you're busy planning for your wedding, speaking of which I'd like an invitation, but there's a small filler piece that I want you two to cover… there's no rush but the sooner you get it done the better."

"What is it?," Clark asked.

"There's this old little professor in a small apartment on the other side of the city. He has some invention that I think we should cover. His neighbors say that until he gets some publicity that he won't keep quiet," Tess started.

"I'm waiting for the punch-line," Lois replied sarcastically, her arms remained folded. Clark gave her a look, but just smiled and shook his head at her sarcastic quip. It really didn't seem like a story for the team, Lane and Kent.

"What do you mean by 'keep quiet'?," Clark asked, being the ever inquisitive reporter.

"Some of his experiments keep them up half the night. He says one of his bigger inventions finally work. If we do a nice little filler piece on him, he'll be happy and then they'll be happy. At the Planet we try to make people happy," Tess explained, sounding like an advertisement for the newspaper, "He's already been informed that you'll be seeing him today."

"How did you know we'd even accept the assignment?," Lois asked, her arms still folded and hip jetted out to the side.

"Because you need your jobs," Tess retorted with a smug grin.

"Right… looks like we're covering the little professor story, Smallville," Lois replied.

"Here's his name and address, I'll give you a couple work days grace… since you're planning your wedding and everything, but I expect an invitation in return," Tess said handing Clark a piece of paper.

"Of course," Clark replied politely. Of course they had no intention of actually inviting her to their wedding. Taking the piece of paper he hurried Lois out of there before she mouthed off to Tess some more, which could only end badly – for Tess.

"Can you believe that, Smallville? She gave us a filler piece! Lois Lane-Kent and Clark Kent do not do filler pieces. We crack down on the bad guys and make them wish they were never born!," Lois huffed as they descended down the elevator to the main level, "What?"

"You said my last name with yours," Clark said wearing a goofy smile.

"Of course I did… it'll be my name too pretty soon," Lois smiled, "But seriously we don't write fluff pieces… at least not anymore."

"Lois, maybe she's trying to go easier on us," Clark theorized as they walked off the elevator.

"Sure and she basically threatened us to invite her to our wedding," Lois said sarcastically, now walking backwards in the lobby facing Clark.

"How about we get this interview with… Professor Pepperwinkle over with so we can spend the rest of the weekend at the farm?," Clark suggested after looking at the professor's name on the slip of paper Tess gave him.

"Fine, but I wanted to visit Jimmy first… I want to see how he's doing in the hospital," Lois said putting her arm through Clark's as they walked side by side. Clark just nodded as they walked into an alley, making sure no one was looking, he scooped up his bride-to-be, and headed over to Metropolis General to check on Jimmy recuperating after Doomsday practically sliced him in half at his and Chloe's wedding.

"Hey," Jimmy said sitting up in his bed, "How's my favorite couple?"

"We're fine, Jimmy. How are you? Feeling any better?," Clark asked sitting down. Lois remained standing next to Clark and put her hand on his shoulder, needing physical contact.

"Yeah… don't worry I'll make a full recovery for your wedding. I wouldn't miss that for the world," Jimmy said, sitting up a little with a small wince, "I'm the Best Man after all, and I've got about a month to recover before the joyous event... Enjoying your weekend?"

"Actually, Tess is sending us on some story with some Professor Pepperwinkle who comes up with these crack-pot inventions. See?," Lois explained, rolling her eyes. She handed him the slip of paper and he looked at the address and name.

"Professor Pepperwinkle? Sounds like a filler piece and you two don't write filler pieces," Jimmy said confused and handed the paper back to her. Lois just looked at Clark like, 'See?', "Sigh, I can't wait 'til I'm back at the Planet with you two, cracking down on the bad guys."

"You gotta get better first, Olsen," Lois replied patting his shoulder.

"Thanks… I'll see you two later. I will hopefully be released today and if I want to be fully recovered in time for your wedding, I need my sleep," Jimmy said, shifting himself so he was lying back down.

"Take it easy, Jimmy," Clark said leading Lois out of the room.

Jimmy gave a small smile, "I will, CK… see you guys later." He closed his eyes to get some shut-eye. Going into another alley, Clark super-sped them to the small apartment building to meet with the absent-minded professor.

"Professor?," Lois called out, sticking her head in the room. Clark widened the door with his ring-clad hand, as they both entered. A small man who was balding on top with white hair on the sides, and wired glasses could be seen on his hands and knees under a table. There were papers strewn everywhere, he probably hadn't cleaned up in years.

"Oh, h-hello… can I help you?," the professor said turning around and getting up. Clark, being his usual helpful self, helped the older man up.

"We're Clark Kent and Lois Lane from the Daily Planet… we were sent to write your story about your inventions," Clark explained.

"Oh-Oh of course…Thank you for coming. I just wanted a little story about my inventions, you know get some recognition after years of hard work," Pepperwinkle replied walking up to his creation.

"What is it?," Lois asked. It looked like a huge gas tank with a door. There was a red light on top and many buttons and dials on the side, probably for running it.

"I haven't come up with a name for it yet. I've been working on it for nine years… I know it has something to do with time, I just can't remember what," the little man replied with a small embarrassed laugh.

"No offense, Professor, but we can't write much if you don't even know what it does," Clark replied, coming up behind Lois.

"It'll probably come back to me after I take my nap. I'm always forgetting things… you two can look in it if you want," the professor said, "Just give me about twenty minutes and I'm sure I'll remember." With that, Professor Pepperwinkle left Lois and Clark to look at the machine.

"I wonder what it's supposed to do," Lois wondered, tilting her head to the side, her engagement diamond ring-clad finger touching the door.

"We should wait for the professor to come back, Lois," Clark pointed his thumb back to where the professor had just been when he saw her open the door to the machine.

"What's the matter, Smallville? Where's your sense of adventure?," Lois teased, entering the giant metal contraption.

"I've got a bad feeling about this," Clark muttered and walked into the machine behind her. He closed the door behind him just as the professor came back into the room.

"I think I remember! Oh, now where'd those two go?," he declared, "Oh well, might as well warm this baby up." The contraption was sound-proof, so not even Clark heard the professor come back into the room. Unbeknownst to Lois and Clark, the professor started fiddling with buttons and dials on the control panel on the other side of the machine. The same panel was inside of the machine, but Lois and Clark didn't notice the lights blinking and the buttons being pushed by themselves from their side. There was a loud humming noise, the red light on the top of the machine started flashing, and as soon as it started it ceased, "So much for that," the professor sighed, expecting more, and kicked the machine.

Inside, its occupants weren't even aware anything happened. They stepped back outside the machine as Clark said, "Told you there was nothing exciting in there, Lois."

"When do you think the professor will be back from his nap?," Lois asked looking around the room, leaning against the desk. It looked a little different but neither Clark nor Lois noticed.

"Don't know… maybe we should leave him a note and tell him we'll come back tomorrow," Clark suggested, "Tess gave us time on the assignment anyway."

"Fine with me… more time relaxing at the farm with you," Lois said, grabbed a pen off the desk, took a scrap piece of paper, and quickly scribbled a message in her unique handwriting with the date, "Let's get back to the farm and have a late lunch." Clark simply smiled, he'd been doing a lot of that since Lois came into his life. He picked her up and super-sped out the door to the farm. The gust of wind from his super-speed, blew their note off the table and on to the floor, lodged in between the desk and the machine.

"I have a few chores to finish up. Why don't you make us some lunch?," Clark suggested as he placed her back down on the porch.

"You must really love me if you're willing to eat my cooking," Lois teased. "Or it could just be your stomach of steel."

"No… I've just acquired a taste for peanut butter and jelly," Clark teased back. She playfully smacked him as he headed out to the barn, and Lois turned to get out her ingredients for their lunch.

Clark was stacking bales of hay when he heard someone enter the barn, "I told you I needed to finish up these chores first."

"Clark?," the woman asked, "What are you doing back early?"

"Mom?," Clark asked turning around. He thought she was planning on surprising them, coming in from D.C. early for the wedding so he gave her a hug, "What are you doing here?"

"What am I doing here? What are you doing here? Why'd you come home early from school?," Martha asked coming out of the hug. Clark furrowed his eyebrows at that.

"Son? What are you doing back home from school so early?," Jonathan asked coming into the barn behind his wife.

At the sight of his father, Clark sighed, they were back in time once again, "You have got to be kidding me."

TBC

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