Sparks Fly

A DC fanfiction by Andrew Joshua Talon

DISCLAIMER: This is a non-profit fan-based work of prose. Superman, Livewire, Batman and all other characters and worlds are the property of Warner Brothers and DC Comics. Please support the official release.

MONKEY FUN 2

Lois frowned at the dinner table, as Leslie rummaged about in the kitchen. She came out with three steaming bowls of beef stew, and set one down in front of Lois, one at the empty chair, and another in front of Clark. She leaned over Clark in particular. She was staring anxiously over at Clark, wringing her hands. Clark slowly dipped his spoon in the stew, and lifted it up to his mouth. He gave Leslie a wry look.

"It's all right," he said.

"Ah, I'm not worried!" Leslie insisted with a smile, "I followed the recipe exactly! And uh... Your mom helped."

Clark sipped the stew, and swallowed. He nodded, and smiled warmly at Leslie.

"It's great!"

"Really?!" Leslie gasped. She hugged Clark happily.

"YES!"

Lois took a spoonful of her own stew, and hummed.

"Yeah, it's not bad," Lois said, continuing to eat it. She then paused.

"Wait, how did you-?"

"It's called a slow cooker, Lane," Leslie sniffed. Lois rolled her eyes.

Leslie slid down to her knees, nuzzling Clark's stomach.

"Mmm... How about I show my appreciation~?"

"Not in front of me!" Lois groaned. Leslie huffed over at Lois, as she nuzzled Clark's chest again. Clark chuckled and ran his fingers through her hair.

Leslie laughed, stood up and kissed Clark. With a lot of gratuitous tongue. Lois sighed angrily, and began eating her stew quickly.

"I'm just glad I figured it out," Leslie admitted, "this time."

"Your eggs weren't that bad," Clark said consolingly.

"Eggs?" Lois asked. Leslie coughed.

"Ah... You don't need to know-"

Lois smirked, and eyed Clark with the same interest as a hungry cat with a mouse.

"What happened with the eggs?"

Clark glanced at Leslie, who scowled. Clark shook his head.

"Sorry. I'm sworn to secrecy. And they weren't that bad anyway."

"Clark!" Leslie hissed.

"I didn't say anything!" Clark chuckled, holding his hands up.

Lois chuckled.

"How you two keep any secrets is beyond me..."

Clark just chuckled. Leslie bit back a snicker. Lois scowled.

"What?" She asked.

"Uh, nothing," Leslie said. She sat down and dug into her stew. She gasped.

"AH! I FORGOT THE CRUSTY BREAD!"

She zapped off to the kitchen. Lois raised an eyebrow after her as she rummaged around in the kitchen. She glanced over at Clark.

"Sheesh. How long have you two been dating?"

"A few months," Clark said.

"And she's already in housewife mode for you?" Lois continued. Clark shrugged.

"I didn't make her do it."

"Oh yes you did," Lois chuckled, "but not how you think you did. Still... I guess it's funny to see her be all domestic."

"Hmph," Leslie snorted, glancing out the window of the kitchen, "least I can be domestic. You almost burnt down our dorm baking a cake."

"WILLIS!" Lois growled.

"A cake, huh?" Clark asked, grinning.

"Not another word!" Lois growled.

Leslie snickered. Lois sighed.

"Truce?" She offered.

Leslie sniffed.

"How do I know you won't break it like the last truce?"

"That was in college," Lois stated, "surely you've given it up by now?"

"And yet, you haven't given up any grudges from college," Leslie shot back, leaning over the window ledge.

"You crashed my car," Lois hissed.

Leslie rolled her eyes.

"I said I was sorry!" She looked over at Clark and shook her head. "The insurance covered everything! I even pitched in with the premiums!"

Clark laughed. He shook his head as Leslie came out of the kitchen with a plate of bread.

"Well, on the bright side Lois," he said, "if the Daily Planet does go under, you and Leslie will be fine."

"I'm not doing another stream with her," Lois grumbled, even as she accepted some crusty bread from Leslie to sop up the remains of her stew.

"You said you would!" Leslie whined.

"I said I might," Lois said, "and besides Smallville, what are you gonna do if the Daily Planet goes under?"

Leslie grinned and hugged Clark, nuzzling him.

"Mmm... Well-"

Lois rolled her eyes heavenward.

"Good Lord woman, have some self respect!"

"What? I'm just saying he's free to do me all he wants if he loses his job," Leslie said, running her fingers through Clark's hair. He flushed a bit, but he kept an arm around her waist.

"Leslie... Come on..."

"What? I'd be a great sugar mama," Leslie said. Clark chuckled.

"Not my style."

"Okay, so we'll go into couples' erotica together," Leslie said happily, "then we'll work together~. Lots of hard, hard work."

Clark coughed hard, and sipped some water. Lois sighed.

"Your jokes haven't improved since college," Lois deadpanned, as she took a sip of water.

"Who was joking~?" Leslie asked, winking at Lois. "You're free to join in, you know~."

Clark and Lois both coughed hard, spitting out their water. Leslie pumped her fists.

"YES! Still got it, HA!"

Lois: "You know, I could have just stayed in a hotel."

Leslie: "Oh come on, you wouldn't have nearly as much fun there."

Lois: "I could watch Disney Plus's She-Hulk."

Leslie: "BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Lois: "I-I mean it! I could binge it! It would be fun!"

Leslie: "AHAHAHAHAHAH! Oh, you're a riot Lane."

Lois: "I could stay with my sister!"

Leslie: "BWAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Lois: "I could!"

Leslie: "Yes, you could. But would your sister play Guilty Gear with you?"

Lois: "Why would I want to?"

Later... Clark arrives home.

Clark: "Hey Leslie, hey... Lois?"

Leslie and Lois are furiously playing Guilty Gear.

Leslie: "Oh come on! How are you winning?!"

Lois: "Not my fault you're twitchy!"

Leslie: "AM NOT!"

Omake: Game Day

Joker has taken Clark Kent hostage in a chemical factory... And Livewire appears, bursting from an electrical outlet.

Joker: "Shocking, isn't it? So, here to save your boyfriend? Though Supey would show up!"

Leslie: "He's got the day off. Wanted to watch the Metropolis Meteors beat your shitty football team."

Harley blinks. Joker scowls deeply.

Joker: "Oh... No... You didn't."

Leslie: "Did I touch a nerve? More than your defense has done in seasons-"

Joker: "You don't know what you're talking about! The only reason the Meteors win is because they bribe the refs! I KNOW! I TORTURED IT OUT OF ONE OF THEM!"

Leslie: "Pfft. When you have Chris Campbell as your QB, who needs to bribe anyone?"

Harley: "Uh, Puddin', we're-"

Joker: "SHUT IT WOMAN! NOW YOU DIE!"

Joker charges Leslie in a rage... And she shocks him.

Joker: "Urgh! Urrrkkk..."

Leslie: "You got anything to add, Facepaint?"

Harley: "I uh, I don't follow sports really-"

ZAP!

Harley: "HURK!"

Leslie ties them up, then quickly finds Clark, who was sitting tied up in some bemusement.

Leslie: "Hey Hunky, how are you?"

Clark: "You have no idea how hard it was to keep still... Also Joker was going to douse the room with water, but I heat visioned the pipes."

Leslie: "Aw~!" hugs and kisses him "Now, let's get going! We have just enough time to make it to kick off!"

Clark: "You're... Strangely passionate about football, you know that right?"

Leslie: "What can I say? My dad-dad was a diehard Meteors fan."

Later, in jail...

Joker: "Urgh... HEY! GUARD! WHAT'S THE SCORE?"

Guard: "Meteors 48, Gotham 3. Final."

Joker: "GRAAAAHHHHHHH!"

Harley: "Er, Puddin', it's just a game and-"

Joker: "JUST A GAME?! JUST A GAME?! I now owe Lexie ten bucks! You really want me to suffer through his smug face, Harley? DO YOU?!"

Harley: "N-No, Mistah J! Of course not!"

Joker: "Ugh... Why did I have to get the only henchwench without a love of the game? Bah!"