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Chapter 6: Clark
Location: Daily Planet
Clark arrived at the office late, and the only ones around were the overnight staff. He didn't care about what the morning edition would be, after the battle he had have. Him and Flash had been in the Arizona dessert dealing with a giant Varanus Albiventris, which Flash had names the Mega Snake. He sat down at his desk, looking around at the refurbished Planet office as he did. Every time that it was destroyed it was rebuilt, no matter how many time nothing changed. 'Wish that was true for life as well.'
Clark turned his thoughts to his computer. There was an email in his inbox from Perry sent at five about covering a gala opening in Star City dedicated to Green Arrow. 'Oliver must be loving that.' Lois had sent a reminder that they were supposed to be working on the Latshaw piece, but since Clark couldn't be bothered to call or leave his cell on, she was handling the assignment herself and he could read all about it in the morning under her byline. Also at the end of the email was a note telling him that he was not off the hoof for missing their date She even said that he owed her another date night and a makeup date night as well. The part of the email that made him laugh was her closing.
I don't care it the is an attack in Berlin by giant whalewolves
from space, Smallville, if you miss another date night I'm calling
Bruce for a rain check on those drinks.
That was what he loved most about her. She could be finagling him about an article one minute and then she teasing him about leaving him for Batman another.
Looking around the office, he decided that there was no pointing in stay here, when I could be at home with Lois and Krypto watching whatever was on. 'Probably Fat Guys in the Woods or Tiny House Nation…' Clark thought, as he pulled on his coat.
~JUSTICE LEAGUE~
Location: Metropolis-Clark's Apartment
Ma had left a message on his machine. She'd been calling four and five times a week ever since Kara left the farm to live on the Watchtower. Clark decided he would call her back in the morning…well later in the morning, seeing as how it was a little after one o'clock in the morning right now.
He passed through the kitchen and grabbed a slice of apple pie. He paused in the doorway of the bedroom and enjoyed both the sight and his pie. Lois was sitting up against the headboard of bed book in hand. Krypto was lying across the bed with his head in her lap. The television was playing a rerun of some Lifetime movie, but he wasn't paying close attention to that.
He finished his pie, and changed into his sweatpants and wifebeater. By the time his was out of the bathroom, Krypto was awake and just giving him the puppy-dog eyes. Seeing a dog that could lift a bus up on its own giving his own puppy-dog eyes so he could stay on the bed was something that might have worked if it was not for the option of having Lois in his arms.
"I'd rather be holding her than you," Clark said, pushing Krypto to move of the bed. He took Lois's book and moved her under the cover before turning off the television. He climbed into bed and pulled Lois toward him.
"You're late," Lois mumbled half-asleep, turning to lay her head on his chest.
"I have a good reason," Clark chuckled, as Krypto moved to lie at the foot of the bed.
"You always have a reason, Smallville," Lois said.
"There was a giant metal-eating snake in the dessert," Clark said.
"Shoulda called," Lois signed.
"It ate my phone," Clark said.
"Still," Lois mumbled.
"Yell at me in the morning," Clark chuckled, wrapping his arms around her.
"Deal…Night," Lois said.
"Night," Clark said.
~JUSTICE LEAGUE~
Location: Metropolis-Clark's Apartment next morning
"Another Thangarian hate group was seen demonstrating outside of Midway Police Station. Midway, being the city that the hero Hawkman has made his headquarters, seems to have forgiven the hero for the-"
Clark shut off the television.
"Everyday there is more and more of those crazy groups," Clark said, as he and Lois sat eating their French toast on the balcony.
"Nothing feeds the media like a focal point for blame," Lois said, taking a sip of her coffer.
"But after five years," Clark said, reaching for some bacon. Krypto was lying on the ground, looking at nothing but the bacon.
"I'm siding with you, but brought her back into the spot light. She can't just go back to being the hero she used to be…You need to run some interference," Lois said, tossing a piece of bacon at Krypto.
"You're spoiling him," Clark said. Krypto turned his head to him, and gave him a look that seemed to say 'Don't get between me and the bacon'.
"You created a media shark tank," Lois replied, giving Krypto another piece of bacon.
"What should I do," Clark asked.
"With the media…nothing," Lois said, sipping her latte.
"How does that help," Clark asked.
"It's what you're doing with the league," Lois said.
"Really," Clark said, shooting her a look.
"After that meeting, I feel for her," Lois said, biting into her French toast.
"What meeting," Clark asked.
"When I was there to report on the open of MetroTower. When you decided to leave me at the while you went to Chile," Lois said, put her napkin on her plate.
"I decided nothing…Remember, giant mudslide headed towards the town," Clark remarked.
"Anyways…She was at the computer and I decided to tell her off. And she didn't react defensively. Just apologized and walked away," Lois said, "I followed. We talked."
"Can we get back to the issue," Clark said.
"Not my issue," Lois said, standing up.
"Why did I think you would help," Clark said, pushing away his plate.
"Because you're a thickheaded optimistic from another planet raised in a small town," Lois said, taking her dishes to the sink.
"Who asked you anyway," Clark said.
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