Kind of a pointless chapter. Then again, when do any of them have a point anyway? Haven't updated in a while so, here's kind of a... transitional type thing. Enjoy?

Tiptoeing downstairs, Clark carefully peers around from side to side. He's got to be quick if he doesn't want to run into-

"Smallville... where are you going?"

Great.

"I've got chores to do."

"Chores? Who takes care of chores when they're sick?"

"I do Lois, now if you don't mind.."

Clark turns his back to reach for the doorknob.

Almost... out..

Using this to her advantage, Lois decides that it's time to play dirty.

"MRS. KENT! Good morning!"

"Hello Lois, how are you?"

"I'm great Mrs. Kent. But I'm worried about Clark."

Rolling his eyes, yet tightening his grip on the doorknob, Clark pauses to hear how this one will end up; but not before he adds his own two cents.

"You know Lois, when was it acceptable to show up somewhere unannounced ALL the time?"

Ignoring Clark's piece; save for an irritated look in his direction, Lois continues her conversation with Martha.

"See Mrs. Kent, I'm pretty sure you know, as well as I, that when a person is sick, they need to get all the rest that they can in order to achieve a full and quick recovery!"

Lois mistakes the quick wandering of Martha's eye to her son as a look of worry, rather than what it really is; the look that one has when they know they're about to screw someone over.

Clark looks over at his mother, pleading with his eyes that she doesn't do what he thinks she's going to do... and then..

"Lois you're absolutely right. Sometimes Clark just doesn't know when he's pushing himself."

Lois smiles with glee.

Bingo.

Eyeing Clark oncemore with a look of utmost apology she grabs her purse off the counter, pushes Clark gently out of the way and says, "Clark, why don't you let Lois take care of you while I go into town?" She disappears through the door before Clark can shoot her a look of annoyance.

Sighing, Clark moves away from the door.

"You know Lois, I'm really NOT that sick, you really don't nee-" before he can get any further he sniffles dramatically, covers his mouth and unleashes a tidal wave of snot and spit into his hands.

Lois grins.

"What was that you were saying Smallville?"