Well I have an idea where this is going, but it isn't written out yet. So bare with me.
Clark and Lois sat on the very white couch and watched in silenceas it began to rain. The sound of thelight rain on the window was very soothing. The sat for about five minutes,just enjoying the pitter patter of the water droplets on the cool smooth glass.
"Who knew it would rain… in Florida!" Clark said sarcastically interrupting the silence. Lois looked at him and smiled. That smile had become something that made him weak in the knees but also made him feel like he could do anything, even though he knew he could already accomplish things no ordinary man can.It was quite confusing.(but Clarks used to that feeling.)Of course Lois had no idea that Clark felt so giddy around her.
"You want something to eat?" He asked as she looks to him with a raised eyebrow.
"Why you gonna cook something up?" Her grin widened at the thought of him cooking with one of those chef hats on and a "Kiss the Cook" apron on. I'd kiss the cook! Whoa where did that come from? Banish those thoughts now! Ok now back to the conversation.
He smiles his charming grin, "Maybe, it depends on what you want."
"Well in that case, I'll take homemade pancakes, fresh bacon, not to crunchy but not too wimpy, you know were it doesn't stick strait out but isn't like a limp noodle, made from scratch cinnamon rolls, and Fresh strawberries, oh and freshly squeezed O.J." He smiles and raises an eyebrow.
"That all madam?" He asked sounding like a British butler.
"Yeah, unless you want anything?" She retorted, at the same time as she propped her feet up on the foot stool.
"I'll see what I can do." He walked into the kitchen and searched the kitchen.We have cinnamon rolls, pre-made pancakes, and strawberries that Mom had packed for a snack later (so we know they are fresh). He fumbled around in the refrigerator a little more and found bacon on the bottom shelf in the back. He cooked and cleaned the food and placed it on a platter and poured a glass of orange juice into a crystal clear glass. It looked as though it belonged on the Martha Stewart cooking show. Auntie Barb would be proud of this! She is a rich women and this looks like a very expensive meal. I'm happy she let us use her condo while she stays at her Missouri ranch.
Twenty minutes had passed and Clark was trying to make it look like it was taking him forever to cook, when it could have took him five minutes using his powers. Once he decided enough time had passed he took the platter and the orange juice out to the dining room table. After he set the table he remembered silver ware, and ran (normal speed) into the kitchen he snatched a knife and a fork and walked back.
"Wow! I wonder if I'm developing a new ability. Strength? Check.Speed? Check. Heat and x-ray vision? Check.Super hearing? Check.The ability to cook a large breakfast? Check. Well at least this is one of my abilities I won't have to hide. He chuckled to himself at that thought of telling his parents he had a new power, Mom, Dad, I've discovered a new ability. Ican cook now!It's the power of Betty Crocker! He grinned broadly showing off his pearly whites.
He looked around for Lois, but she was no where to be found. He noticed the bathroom light was on. He walked down the hall and turned to tell her food was ready. As he leaned around to tell her, he quickly and quietly closed his eyes and he super sped around the corner, next to the door. Clark was had his back to the wall and leaned against it as he opened his eyes trying to forget what he had just witnessed. Gahh! Was she in the shower? He peeked around the corner of the door again. Oh my...
So Like it? I thought that was a good place to stop at. So R&R please! The next should be up soon!