Lois: SNORE? I DO NOT SNORE!
Clark: Yeah right! And how would you know? You are not the one sleeping on the bed next to yours as far as I know?
Lois: Women do not snore!...maybe I breathe loudly….
Exasperated, Clark simply shrugged and conceded the defeat, knowing that no argument could possibly won against Lois! He preferred shifting his attention back to the magnificent view in front of him: Paris by night!
They had arrived in Paris the previous day during the afternoon, and after Lois had taken care of all the appointments she had, she had joined Clark in their hotel room….yes they were sleeping in the same room! Lois had explained to Clark that it was to cut the costs of the travel, while in fact her real reason was to keep an eye on him at all times; Clark, always willing to make 'sacrifices' to spare his mom's money, thought the reason was good enough. They had decided that they were too tired to go out on the first night, so they had ordered room service, eaten while watching 'Finding Nemo' dubbed in French, and gone straight to bed, to their respective beds that is, afterwards.
To each other's surprise, they survived the night, even though Lois did breathe VERY loudly! This was once in his life where Clark cursed his super senses: he did all he could but he could not NOT hear Lois's snoring because of his super hearing! He finally managed to fall asleep after having tried all techniques he had seen on TV to stop her snoring: he had whistled, clapped his hands, whispered her name, he had even shouted her name, but nothing worked! He finally abandoned and stuffed large balls of cotton into his ears…
When he woke up it was already 10 a.m. and he was alone in the room. Lois's bed had not been done, something that did not surprise him, and clothes were scattered all over it…he immediately felt like home! He got up and walked to the bathroom to find a message written over the mirror: "Meet me in the Hall at 10:15 sharp. L". He quickly wondered why, and then super sped into the shower before dressing up in a blur. He even managed to clean up the room before speeding downstairs. He arrived in the Hall at the requested time and waited for half an hour before Lois arrived; apparently she had been delayed at the clothing store…
She did not even excuse herself, and looked surprise by the reproachful look in Clark's eye when he saw her, as if being late was perfectly normal for her!
Lois: What?
Clark: No…nothing…I was just wondering why I had to rush my shower to get here in time to wait for you!
Lois: (Amused) You rushed your shower Smallville? So now I know what that weird smell is…
Clark: (sarcastic) ha…ha….ha…very funny Miss Lane….So, what complex torture scheme have you designed for me today?
Lois: Well, Smallville...or should I rather say Smellville?
Clark glared at her and had to clench his teeth to refrain from saying anything! He always wondered how she could manage to get under his skin that fast! Well at least he would not have to go shopping with her! Lois evidently enjoyed Clark's reaction, so she waited a few seconds before continuing!
Lois: First, farm boy, we are going to visit the Louvre Museum, before having a look at the different monuments of the city. That should take us most of the day and we'll finish in the Tour Eiffel this evening, ok?
Without waiting for his answer, she just turned around and walked straight outside the hotel, into the sun. He hurried after her, and, and so began his first day in Paris!
They spent the day as Lois had planned. In the Louvre, Clark realised why many of these painters were so renown, and was particularly touched by the paintings of Van Gogh; Clark could see a mixture of innocence and darkness in his paintings that he really could relate to. He had also tried to use his x-ray vision to scan the Mona Lisa to see any traces of a secret message left by Da Vinci, but he found nothing! When they finally reached the Eiffel tower, they both had the head full of all the great things they had seen throughout the day. Of course they had also spent the day fighting over each and every thing they could possibly find…nothing unusual there.
Standing up there, on the metal monument, watching the whole city around him, Clark felt the world grow quiet. He usually was uneasy at certain height, but here he felt really good watching the constellation of lights before him; Paris was indeed a city of light. He could feel Lois next to him, and he could smell her soft perfume hanging in the air around her. Both of them remained there for a while without speaking before their bliss was interrupted by a Chinese tourist asking Clark to take a photo of his wife and him. Clark complied and when he was done he smiled at Lois; they both were very tired. He yawned and smiled weekly to Lois.
Lois: (Smiling) Sleepy?
Clark: Yeah, well, I didn't really get to sleep last night…
Lois: Really? What happened? Is the bed uncomfortable?
Clark: Nah…it's just that you snore, you….
Lois: (Interrupting him) SNORE? I DO NOT SNORE!
So now there they were, staring into the night, each one lost into his thoughts…Clark was thinking about his father and Lana, about how one minute he had it all, and the next he was alone…He felt like crying….He felt lonely and longed for some company….he noticed Lois by his side…He longed for some company…that wouldn't try to drive him utterly insane! He chuckled at the thought.
Lois was thinking too…thinking about Clark…she was genuinely worried about him; she told herself that it was because she would have no one to pester if he wasn't there, but the truth was that she truly cared about him, even though she would never admit it. She saw him chuckle from the corner of her eye and felt relieved at the gesture; at least he was thinking about something funny!
She was feeling a bit cold because of the wind blowing at this height. She took Clark's arm to pull him towards the exit. He was startled by the contact of Lois's hand against his skin and did not resist while she pulled him towards the exit.
Neither of them spoke until they were in their room.
Lois: (Noticing the order on her bed) I told the room service guys not to come in the room and clean up!
Clark: I cleaned your mess this morning when I woke up, not the room service!
Lois: What? (Amused) So you're the one who's neatly folded my underwear?
Clark: Yeah, I…YOUR WHAT!
And so he saw what she was talking about; he had done it so fast this morning that he had not noticed what he was doing and so now all her panties were neatly folded and formed a colourful pile on her bed. Clark went red and he didn't know where to hide his face. His embarrassment would have been apparent to a blind man, and Lois was no blind; she couldn't resist the urge to pester him some more!
Lois: (Innocently) So, Smallville, which one is your favourite? I prefer the red one, you know, the thong…?
On hearing the last word, Clark's face went completely scarlet and Lois decided that this Euro trip was really fun!
Lois: … (Innocently) I guess you don't like it then?
Clark: I do! (Hesitant) I mean…no….I mean…I don't know….
Lois chuckled, and part of her was saying that she had tortured Clark enough, while part of her (the biggest part in fact) was urging her to continue!
Lois: So...now that you've seen…and touched my panties, I guess I get to see yours' right?
Without waiting for his answer she reached for the drawer where he had neatly stacked his belongings as soon as he had arrived the previous day. Before Clark had time to understand what had just happened she was holding his favourite underwear.
Lois: My my…quite a revelation…we have a Mickey Mouse fan here! Man, Smallville, you must really look scorchin' hot in that one!
Clark finally snapped back to reality while Lois was roaring with laughter. He snatched his boxer from her hands, stuffed it back into his drawer and walked straight to the bathroom.
How could she do that? The only member of the opposite sex who had seen that boxer was his mom, not even Lana: he had carefully avoided to wear it every time he thought there might be a remote chance she would get to see him undressed…and now Lucifer had seen it…He was still fuming in the bathroom when he heard a soft knock on the door…
Lois: Come on Smallville, it was only a joke!
She waited for a decent amount of time (about 2 seconds) before barging in the bathroom. He was still scarlet and she thought it made him kinda cute…in a plaid sorta way… She smiled at him…
Lois: OK Smallville: as much as this pains me, this is never leaving this room…satisfied?
Something finally popped into Clark's mind and he chuckled. He finally turned facing her and he was no longer scarlet; he was smiling confidently…
Clark: Yep, you're right! Cause if it does, everybody will know that you SNORE!
Lois: Hey, I told you I do not… (She stops to think, then, shaking his hand) Deal!
And so they were back in the main room. Clark was looking at the pictures they had taken during the day while Lois was swapping through the channels on the TV. After a few minutes, or rather seconds, he heard her sigh heavily as she turned it off. He turned to face her with a questioning look.
Clark: so…what is it this time…?
Lois: Well, we've been in France for 2 days and we haven't even spoken a word of French…do you know how to?
Clark: (With a smile) Non…?
Lois: (Impressed) Hey hey farm boy…not bad! Now my turn! (Mimicking a lame dance move that involved a weird up and down movement of her arms) Voulez vous coucher avec moi, ce soir?
Clark was speechless. Ok the dance part was cute, not to say weird, but the French accent made him almost set the curtains on fire…Focus Clark, focus….
Lois: uh…Smallville…are you ok?
Clark: (Regaining his composure) uh…yeah…just amazed by the… (Smiling) cool penguin dance move!
Lois shoved him in the arm and they both ended up laughing and sharing memories about the embarrassing dances we all did when we were younger; turns out Clark almost started a brilliant career as a break dancer! (Thank god he decided that that was not exactly the type of mark he wanted to leave on the world!). They finally went to bed at about 3 in the morning, and both of them had a smile on their face. This Euro trip was not so bad after all…
