pt2
Christmas came and Clark, being the hyperactive 5 year old that he was, woke up at 4 wanting to open presents, waking his parents with an ear splitting "MOMMY! MOMMY! HE ATE THE COOKIES! SANTA ATE THE COOKIES!
Clark was a little upset that Lana wasn't in a box under his tree, but still managed to amuse himself by attacking a GI Joe with a model dinosaur and munching on some gummi bears.
Then, at supper time, Clark got all his presents, well, that is, except the puppy...[pic]
Martha had invited Nell and Lana for Christmas dinner.
She came in a frilly pink dress carrying Rock Star Barbie in her hand.
Clark grabbed her free hand and dragged her into the living room to show her what Santa had brought.
"I got lots of Barbie's," Lana told Clark, "and a Hush Little Baby and a little kitchen."
"Wow! Can I see your Barbie?" Clark asked.
"Well, okay, but watch her hair. I just brushed it."
Clark held it gently and looked at it closely. "She's pretty." he said.
"i know." Lana told him. "I told Santa that I like pretty things."
Clark gave Rock Star Barbie back and whispered in Lana's ear "you're prettier."
Lana blushed. She grabbed Clark by the hand, hauled him to the door frame and gave him a big kiss. There was a flash behind them.
"Why'dya kiss me?" Clark asked.
"Cause you called me pretty."
"Why didn't ya kiss me over there?"
"'Cause it's Christmas." she told him and pointed up. "I had to kiss you under the mistletoe."
Later on, after supper, they sat in a chair together and fell asleep holding hands. Barbie and GI Joe lay forgotten on the floor.
end pt2.
Christmas came and Clark, being the hyperactive 5 year old that he was, woke up at 4 wanting to open presents, waking his parents with an ear splitting "MOMMY! MOMMY! HE ATE THE COOKIES! SANTA ATE THE COOKIES!
Clark was a little upset that Lana wasn't in a box under his tree, but still managed to amuse himself by attacking a GI Joe with a model dinosaur and munching on some gummi bears.
Then, at supper time, Clark got all his presents, well, that is, except the puppy...[pic]
Martha had invited Nell and Lana for Christmas dinner.
She came in a frilly pink dress carrying Rock Star Barbie in her hand.
Clark grabbed her free hand and dragged her into the living room to show her what Santa had brought.
"I got lots of Barbie's," Lana told Clark, "and a Hush Little Baby and a little kitchen."
"Wow! Can I see your Barbie?" Clark asked.
"Well, okay, but watch her hair. I just brushed it."
Clark held it gently and looked at it closely. "She's pretty." he said.
"i know." Lana told him. "I told Santa that I like pretty things."
Clark gave Rock Star Barbie back and whispered in Lana's ear "you're prettier."
Lana blushed. She grabbed Clark by the hand, hauled him to the door frame and gave him a big kiss. There was a flash behind them.
"Why'dya kiss me?" Clark asked.
"Cause you called me pretty."
"Why didn't ya kiss me over there?"
"'Cause it's Christmas." she told him and pointed up. "I had to kiss you under the mistletoe."
Later on, after supper, they sat in a chair together and fell asleep holding hands. Barbie and GI Joe lay forgotten on the floor.
end pt2.