So, now we introduce the new character.
DISLCAIMER: I do NOT own any of the Suparman characters. Unfortunatly. But I DO, however, own Kianna and any other original characters I decide to put into this story.
Kianna swept through her section of the resturant, checking to make sure everyone was enjoying themselves. She had been working at Cabo san Lucas ever since her mother had forced her to find a job. Her parents were divorced and it helped to have more than one person bringing in money to support their family of two. As she neared a table that looked ready to order, she put on her 'how may I help you' face and asked, "Is everyone ready here?" There were nods all around the table so she took out her note pad and went around the table.
"Could I have the number one combo please?" One asked.
"Would you like chicken or beef in the burrito sir?" she countered, waiting for the answer. Upon receiving it she moved on to the next person, and then the next until she was done with the entire table. She walked by the kitchen and placed the order on the wheel. As she turned back to continue her sweep, she saw a family of three being led to a table in her section. Two adults and a child. She strolled over to where they sat and began her introduction.
"Hey, I'm Kianna and I'll be your waitress tonight. Could I start you off with some drinks?" She gave them a smile and waited while the two parents decided.
Finally, the woman spoke. "I'll have an iced tea please, with lemon. My son here will have a water. How about you Richard?"
Richard glanced up and informed her that he would have an iced tea also. She gave them one last smile before going to retreive the drinks they had ordered.
On her way back she couldn't help noticing the child asking his mother, "Mommy, I want eggrolls."
The woman gave a light chuckle and told her son that they were at a Mexican resturant, not a Chinese one. "Besides, "she stated, "you're allergic to eggrolls. And here you will be getting nothing but a taco salad, although it is much better than steamed peas isn't it?"
The child nodded in agreement with his mom before turning to look her way with an impish grin on his face. "Hi Kianna!" he exclaimed with a wave. She started, almost spilling her drink. How had the kid known she was there? It was a noisy resturant and she had been quiet.
She shook it off before responding, "Hey there little man. Here's you water, and the iced tea for your mum and dad." She placed the beverages in front of them and asked if they needed some more time to order, but was told that they were all ready.
Richard spoke first, "I'd like the Fajitas, chicken please. Oh, and corn tortillas. Lois and Jason there want to split a taco salad if that's okay."
"Oh that's fine. Let me go place your orders and I'll be back as soon as the food's done." She trotted back to the kitchen and placed this order onto the wheel with the others from that night.
Back at the table, Lois was scolding her son for startling the poor waitress. "Jason, you should wait until she sees you before you talk to her. She might have spilled the drinks. You wouldn't have liked that now would you?"
Jason shook his head and apologized to his mother but then perked up and asked, "Can we have dessert tonight?"
Richard laughed at his son's change of subject but patted him on the back and said, "Yes, Jason. Tonight you can have dessert." At Lois' questioning stare he told her, "I'm sure that we can find something for him that he isn't allergic to."
Lois didn't seem to be satisfied with his answer but decided that dessert didn't sound all that bad. It had been to long since she had treated herself to a proper dessert. And maybe there was something there for Jason too. She wished, though, that he wasn't allergic to so may things. Vaguely she wondered if Superman had suffered through allergies and weaknesses as a child.
"Lois!" She was snapped out of her reverie by Richard telling her that their food was ready.
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As Clark made his way to his apartment, he thought about how Lois had reacted to her child's article on the best mom in the world. And how it was Clark who had helped him write it, not her fiance Richard.
Richard. It was hard to dislike the man. It was obvious that he loved Lois and would do anything for her. It didn't help that Richard had played a major part in saving his life. He was a good man, and Lois deserved a good man. One who would always be there for her, and not in and out of her life because of world problems.
A sudden screach of tires pulled Clark out of his thoughts and back into the real world. He could hear police sirens wailing after some crook or another. He ducked into a darkened alley as Clark Kent, and sped out in a streak of red and blue. He could hear gunshots now, and he followed the sounds until they lead him to a car chase down a busy street. Swooping down, he flew alongside the speeding vehicle just long enough to make sure he was noticed before lagging behind and grabbing the tail end of the car. Hoisting it into the air, he hauled it to a desolate parking lot and set it down. He walked up to the driver's door and opened it only to be met with a gun pointed at his forehead.
Superman sighed and rolled his eyes towards the heavens. When would these people ever learn? He turned his attention back to the cold steel of the gun resting on his forehead. Bringing a hand up, he grabbed the barrel and pulled it out of the villan's hand, but not before a shot was fired. The bullet slammed into his skull only to flatten and fall uselessly to the ground. The Man of Steel took the man by the collar and yanked him none to gently out of the car. Hefting the young crook into the air with him, he dropped him off at the rearest police station before zooming away towards home.
Landing on the balcony outside his modest apartment, he opened the sliding glass door and let himself in. Walking into the kitchen, he began to rummage through cabinets for something to eat. Finding nothing there, he turned to the fridge but his outcome was the same. He definately had to go shopping, but for now he would just go out. Running a list of rearby resturants through his mind he decided on Cabo san Lucas, a Mexican place a few blocks from his apartment.
After changing in to something more presentable for a Mexican resturant, Clark took the stairs down to the main floor and waltzed out the front door.
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"Hey Kianna! I've got that taco salad and the chicken fajitas ready for ya!" the chef called out to her. The waitress swept by the counter and picked up the food preparing to bring it to the family she had met earlier. She was a few tables away when she felt someone bump into her from behind. Even as she saw the plates beginning to slide of the tray, she adjusted herself to keep them there. But not before the scorching hot fajitas tumbled over the edge.
Only to be stopped from hitting the ground by an immensly tall man with incredibly large glasses. "Oh, uh- sorry there. I should have watched where I was going." He gave her what she considered to be a dorky grin before placing the fajitas back onto the tray.
She stared at him before stuttering out, "Are you okay? You didn't burn yourself did you?" She glanced worridly at his hands. Her boss would kill her if she had injured a paying customer. Even if it had been his fault.
The grin appeared back on his face as he pointed out that his hands were unscathed because he didn't actually touch the metal, just the wooden plate that held it. Kianna gave him one last apology before closing the distance between herself and the family the food belonged to.
"Here you are. Fajitas, "she placed the dinner in front of Richard, "and a taco salad for two." She placed this one between the two and gave them both their own plates. She flashed them a smile and told them to enjoy.
Kianna looked around her section once more and found that the man who had run into her had been seated at a table that required her as a waitress. Rolling her eyes in a silent 'why?' she forced a smile onto her face before approaching him.
"Hey, how are you tonight? I'm Kianna and I'll be your waitress. Could I start you off with a drink?"
"Oh, I'm fine thank you. Kianna? Well that's swell, I'm Clark nice to meet you. Oh, and uh- could I have a lemonade please?"
Kianna sat there, stunned. What kind of a guy was this Clark? She certainly hadn't met one like him before. Not in all her years working here as a waitress had one person replied to her 'I'm your waitress' reel.
"Uh- Kianna?" Clark noticed the woman going blank in the face, but she snapped out of it when she heard her name.
"Huh? Oh, lemonade. Right." She walked away from his table to go retrieve the drink.
Clark watched her go. There was something different about the woman. The first time he had met her, by bumping into her no less, she had managed to keep almost everything on that tray, and all with one hand. And it hadn't been just a slight bump, he had walked right into her. Either she was one talented waitress, or-
Come on Clark, knock it off, he told himself. You've still got your hopes up that there's something left. You saw it yourself, it was a graveyard. There's no possible way.
Kianna came up to his table with the glass of lemonade. "Here you are, do you still need some time to decide?"
Clark took the glass from her. "Thanks." He glanced down at his closed menu, "I'll have the number three combo. Chicken enchiladas, but beef taco please."
Yet again, this Clark had surprised her. She didn't recall him actually opening his menu, yet here he was ordering as if he had grown up reading it. He must come here often. There was no other explination, was there?
"Of course. I'll be back with you're food soon." Kianna shook her head as she walked away from his table yet agian. Glancing up at the clock, she decided that this would be her last table befoe her shift was over. She stopped by Richard's table and asked if they were all enjoying themselves.
"Oh yes. It's all great." he told her. "Oh, and could we get a box for the taco salad?" Richard inquired.
"Sure. I'll be right back." She moved away from the family to get what he had asked for. She made a few more stops along the way before placing Clarks order on the wheel and grabbing the box for Richard. As she turned, she heard a shout of warning from behind her. Kianna whirled around to see a plate of enchiladas falling from the counter. Without thinking about the hot plate, she reached out to stop it from falling. Grabbing it a few inches from the ground, she carefully placed it back onto the counter. When she looked up, she noticed that te chef was gawking at her.
"What, Merry?" She asked him.
"Wasn't that plate hot?" Merry stuttered out, still openly gawking at the waitress. Kianna looked confused for a moment. The plate hadn't felt the least bit hot to her.
"No." was all she answered him with before turning around and strolling away to go give Richard's family their box. Merry stared after her before reaching down to touch the plate for himself. It was hot. He didn't understand how she hadn't burned herself. The chef shook his head before turning back to his kitchen. The rest of the kitchen staff seemed to be staring too.
"Come on you lazy clods!" he yelled out. "Back to work!"
Back at her table, Lois stood up and grabbed the box the waitress had given her. It wasn't long before Jason's cries of protest reached her ears.
"Mommy! What about dessert?" the boy asked her. Mommy had promised.
"You, Jason, are going to come with me and we will go get you some cherry ice down at the ice cream parlor." she told him, hoping it would satisfy him. Jason looked about ready to stomp his feet, when his shoulders slumped in defeat. But then he perked up again.
"Can I get the big one?" Jason asked his mother, causing her to laugh a little.
"We'll see little man." She turned to leave and saw Clark sitting at a table, eating enchiladas. She walked over to him to say hi.
Clark heard her before she spoke. "Clark! Great to see you!"
He turned up to her with some cheese stringing down his chin. He flashed her a grin. "Hello Lois." He gave her a wave and passed a wink down to Jason.
"You know, Clark, "Lois started, "I really wanted to say thank you for what you did with Jason today. That was nice of you."
"Golly, Lois. He didn't seem to have anything to do." Clark told her. "So I ah- I gave him something fun to do."
The smile Lois offered him was genuine as she spoke, "Well, thanks. It really meant a lot, for both of us." She put her hand on Jason's head.
"You're welcome Lois. I only- Oof!" Jason had jumped on him and thrown his arms around his neck.
"Thank's Mister Clark!" He told him, before leaning close to his ear and whispering, "Now my mommy's going to get me dessert."
Clark let out a hearty laugh and responded, "Is she now? Well, I uh- I guess you should write up more articles for her." He adjusted his glasses and looked up at Lois with a huge grin plastered on his face.
Richard watched the whole exchange with a smile on his face. It seemed that akward Clark Kent had a way with kids. Who would have thought?
A/N: So here it is. Please review! If you don't I just might delay the next chapter...