Rated: K
"C'mon, Farmer Ted! Pick up those feet!"
Lois danced ahead of Clark up the path. She plucked a stray leaf off a low hanging branch and threw it at the glowering man in the eye-raping plaid shirt. He dodged it easily, and by her estimation, began to walk even slower. She exhaled noisily -pointedly- and marched back, stomping around behind him, where she grabbed both of his arms and began to push.
"Tell me again why I agreed to hare off into the middle of nowhere with you, to an undisclosed location, for an undisclosed reason, and for no stated purpose other than 'do it or else?'"
"Because you have little to no sense of self-preservation, Smallville." She really threw her weight into this shove, but she somehow wasn't surprised to find it had little effect. It was like trying to move a really grumpy mountain. A flutter of nervousness flared in her stomach, but she brushed it aside. Too late to execute a retreat, Lane. All troops press on.
She blew her bangs out of her eyes, exasperated, and tried again. "Jesus, could you even be more of a pain in the ass? I swear, nothing bad's gonna happen to wittle cwarkiepoo! Just freaking walk a little faster before you ruin everything!"
Apparently taking pity on the girl straining behind him, he began to walk at a normal pace. Lois once again took the lead, and turned suddenly, disappearing between two rows of corn. She had her hands clasped behind her back, and stood at attention when he emerged into the small clearing. He blinked, stunned.
"Nothing ever did grow back, here, after that lightning struck," she informed him, with what she knew was an uncharacteristic tinge of anxiety.
He looked to where the blue and yellow blanket was spread out, and seemed to take in the bright red picnic basket she knew was packed to the brim with all of his favorite treats. "What is all this, Lo?" he asked, with a strange expression on his face.
"I decided that we should go on a date," she informed him. Was she blushing? It felt like she was blushing. "And what better place than where I first stumbled over your clumsy, naked carcass?"
She didn't know if she should feel any better when she saw him bite his cheek in that way he did when he was trying not to laugh, especially over something she'd done. He crossed his arms over his chest. "And you didn't think it was maybe, I don't know, prudent to get my opinion on this decision of yours?"
"Look, Smallville, if we're going to be dating, you need to get one thing straight about Lanes right now. We provide information on a need to know basis, and in this chain of command, I'm the one who gets to determine who needs what." She grinned up at him, tilting her chin defiantly, but there was definitely a sheepish twist to her lips.
At least, there was until he covered them with his own.