Hello world! This is my first fanfic for a tv show. I just can't live without Clark and Lois, so I'm trying to keep them by writing about them :) I'm grateful for any ideas, whether what you want to happen or what I could do better. So just let me know! Have fun reading :)

Izzy 3

'Lois?', Clark called when he entered their apartment. He just came back from preventing a bank robbery. Just some normal, daily business.

'Lois? Where are you?' He couldn't see her in their kitchen and neither in their living room but he smelled something as if here had been a fire. There was also smoke coming out of the kitchen. In a quarter of a second he stood in front of the oven, turned it off and pulled out a baking sheet with twenty small piles of ash. He silently laughed to himself. This could only be some desperate try of Lois to act like the perfect housewife again.

He opened some windows and scanned the rest of the apartment. He looked through the walls to check their bedroom and found his wife sprawled over the bed. Clark silently walked to the bed and put a blanket over her even though she was still wearing clothes which looked like she had bathed in a mixture of flour, butter and sugar.

Again, he couldn't stop himself from laughing quietly. He was still wondering what the ashes were supposed to become and wished he could have tasted some of it. Lois seemed to be exhausted, so he cleaned up the kitchen in a matter of seconds along with the living room. Afterward, he walked over to his side of the bed, took his clothes and his costume underneath off and laid down without making a sound.

The alarm made Lois sit up straight in bed. She blinked a few times and saw her husband wake up slowly.

'What time is it? How long did I sleep? MY COOKIES!', Lois screamed and ran toward the kitchen.

Clark got up directly after her and followed into the kitchen. 'Those were supposed to be cookies?' he yawned and scratched his head.

'Of course! Can't you see?' Lois pointed toward the piles of ash and looked at him with big eyes.

Clark cleared his throat and answered: 'I almost threw them away when I got home last night. But I knew you would want to have proof I didn't eat them.'

'Very funny, Smallville', Lois glared and stalked back to the bedroom.

'So you still won't talk to me?' Clark asked slightly amused.

Lois just pulled up her eyebrows and didn't even bother to take her eyes off her computer screen. She sighed and continued typing.

'Come on, this wasn't even my fault. You fell asleep and simply forgot them, I can't see where I did anything wrong.' Clark noticed her head getting a little more of a shade of red and because he didn't want to push it, he turned around to leave her office.

The sound of a siren stopped his thoughts from thinking about their little fight so he jogged down the stairs of The Daily Planet and changed into his Superman costume in the next phone booth.

'A nice hello to the Blur', called a familiar voice from a roof. Superman turned around and looked rather surprised.

'Oh Green Arrow, nice to see that you still have time for some rescuing, when you have your wife waiting for you at home', Clark answered while landing next to him.

Oliver started laughing: 'Your ego is just a little hurt that I already got everything covered here before you even arrived. And you certainly know better what's it like to have a wife keeping you busy.'

'I was just thinking, you never answer any calls of messages and neither does Chloe. You seem to be stuck in a permanent honeymoon phase I guess?'

'Now you sound like a jealous Ex-girlfriend', Oliver said, patting his old friend on the shoulder, 'But you're right. Chloe and I had some things to discuss...a few things to handle'.

'Is everything okay between you two?' Clark asked, suddenly serious.

'Yes, sure, just some other stuff, we can talk about it later. Still, I knew you'd come here, that's why I waited for you.'

'Stop exaggerating, you were just finished for like a second when I arrived', Clark laughed again.

Smiling Oliver said: 'Well, we wanted to invite you and Lois for dinner.'

'What a creative idea to ask me like this. For next time, I answer my calls and check my phone regularly, so why making it easy when it's possible to make it complicated?'

Chapter 2 following soon! Hope you enjoyed :)