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23 January 2007 @ 12:35 pm
Posting LS: Now The Fun Begins...  
Okay, ladies and Brian, as promised! Thanks B for the impossibly quick turnaround! Finished at 4:45, beta-ed by 6:19. *wide-eyed gasp* Good Lord! *LOL* But WARNING: there is one moment of very harsh language issued from a Lane. The F-bomb is heard. It was appropriate to the situation, promise.

And one more piece of news. As little as I want to, we'll have to take a week's hiatus as Anissa has another trip to take and we need to plan the next couple of chapters very closely. Should I let it slip that the next chapter is called 'Playing With Fire'? *grins*

Clark could tune out the full range of his hearing; he’d have gone mad long ago if he couldn’t.  Especially when talking to the soft-spoken young woman behind the counter, unsure of her English, he needed to concentrate on that conversation only and ignore the thousand other things he could hear.  Only sirens or a sharply raised voice would’ve gotten his attention.

But Kala’s delighted call did reach him, and Clark whirled, shocked to see her.  I was just talking to Ma about the twins…  What on earth are they doing here?  Surprise turned to happiness as Kala jumped at him and he caught her, laughing at her boldness.  A moment later Jason was at his side too, demanding attention as Kala hugged his neck.  Only then did Clark realize that he’d been hearing Lois’ heartbeat – even her voice – for a few minutes.  

The woman herself was walking toward them now, looking at him in wide-eyed disbelief, and the sight of her pierced him.  Around the office these days, Lois always had something of an edge about her, a steely aura of competence and drive that kept all but a chosen few from getting too close to her.  But now, with her hair down, earrings off, and that predatory news-hawk look replaced by surprise, Lois looked much softer, much more approachable…

“Ah,” the young woman behind the counter said, smiling at Clark holding the grinning black-haired child.  “Daddy’s girl?”

Clark’s eyes widened and he stiffened slightly, while Kala turned to glance at the woman with a puzzled frown.  Lois all but skidded to a halt, her face going slightly paler, though she didn’t say anything.  Her reaction wouldn’t have been noticeable to anyone other than Clark, who saw her so very clearly.

Well, if that isn’t suspicious… Clark thought, but he smiled at the cashier and said gently, “No, I’m just a good friend of the family.”  And watched as Lois unfroze with a tiny sigh of relief.  Hmm…

“Are you gettin’ Chinese for dinner too, Mr. Clark?” Jason asked curiously.

Kala rolled her eyes at him from her perch.  “Of course,” she said disdainfully.  “Don’ ask him if he likes Japanese; he doesn’ wanna be a lizard.”

Jason scowled, but hearing Lois’ heels deliberately tapping toward them, he refrained from calling his sister any names.  Instead he looked at Clark with a long-suffering sigh.

“Yes, I’m having Chinese,” Clark said, casting an apologetic look at the people in line behind him.  “What do you two want?”

“Cashew chicken,” Kala said promptly.

“No, Kala, you can’t have nuts,” Clark replied, not seeing the look of shock that crossed Lois’ face at that casual remark.  “What about Moo Goo Gai Pan?  It’s really good, I’ve had it from here before.  And nothing in it to make you sick.”  To Jason, he added, “What about Beef Broccoli for you?  It’s got your favorite vegetable.”

The twins chorused approval, and the cashier added their dinners to Clark’s bill.  Lois had reached the three of them, and controlled her increasing confusion.  “I’m surprised you know their tastes so well,” she said smoothly.

Clark knew that tone and what it portended, but chose to ignore it for now.  A slightly crowded restaurant wasn’t the place to confront her.  “Hi, Lois,” he said awkwardly.  “General Tsao’s for you?”

He saw her start to reply, saw her expression soften slightly, and thought for a moment that perhaps they could discuss things.  And then he heard a voice he’d almost forgotten about.

“Sorry about that, Clark, did you already order?” Lana asked as she came out of the ladies’ room.  Seeing Kala, and Jason, and Lois, she halted, and said quietly, “Oh.”

For a moment, Lois stared at Lana, then turned to Clark with shock and a hint of betrayal written largely on her face.  In the next instant, she glanced down, and a veil seemed to fall across her emotions.  “Well, hello, Ms. Lang,” Lois said politely.  “Fancy meeting you here.”

“I’m surprised to see you, too,” Lana replied just as sweetly.  “Clark and I were just going to have dinner and catch up.”

That seemed to remind Lois of something, and she turned to Clark with the same overly courteous tone.  “By the way, Clark, why are you buying my kids dinner?”

Because I forgot for a minute who I walked in with?  Oh, my God.  “It’s all right, Lois,” he said, trying to be casual.  “I’ll just add it to your tab from all the times I bought you lunch at work.  You only owe me about twenty pizzas.  And I lost count of hamburgers, hot dogs, salads…”

“All right, all right,” Lois said, dropping it.  For now.  “Hmm, they have a lot of things I haven’t seen in a while.  Make mine a Bang Bang Ji, then, and a Mu Shu Pork, too.  Those two and the Beef and Broccoli and the Moo Goo Gai Pan are dinners – white rice, no eggrolls.”

“What about you, Lana?” Clark asked, feeling terribly uncomfortable and trying not to show it.  He wasn’t even thinking about the fact that Lois had ordered four dinners.

“Sweet and sour chicken for me,” she said, glancing at Lois from the corner of her eye.

“Here or to go?” the young woman behind the counter asked.

“Here,” Lana and Clark said, while Lois answered firmly, “To go.”  After a moment, the cashier got the two orders rung up separately, and Clark paid for both.

While the adults did boring adult stuff, Jason looked up at both women with wide eyes, his head swiveling like a spectator at a tennis match.  Kala just slithered down out of Clark’s arms so he could pay, peering up at Lana curiously.  “Who’re you?” she asked.

The redhead was momentarily nonplussed, looking into those eyes so like Lois’.  “I’m an old friend of Clark’s,” she replied.  “We went to school together.  You must be Jason and Kala.  I’ve heard a lot about you.”

Clark saw Lois’ head whip around fast as a cobra.  But it was Jason who asked, puzzled, “From who?”

“Well, actually,” Lana stalled, glancing up at Clark, her eyes wide.

He read her look accurately, and covered for her.  “Oh, Richard talked about you guys while we were waiting for our luggage at the airport,” he said smoothly.  It was technically true, though Richard had mentioned them only in passing.  Lana must have seen him since the other day in International to have that guilty expression.

“Oh, okay,” the twins said in unison, turning their minds to other matters.  Their mother, however, was not mollified.

“Really?” Lois said, too pleasantly.

Embroidering only slightly, Clark continued, “Well, I’ve probably mentioned the twins a time or two myself on the way here.  Little rascals do make an impression.”  He ruffled Jason’s hair casually as he spoke.

Lois raised a dark eyebrow as Jason grinned up at Clark.  The unpleasant tension continued while they waited for the food, mostly unnoticed by the twins.  Kala and Jason were preoccupied with the forbidden lure of fortune cookies, which were made with wheat flour and thus their mysteries were forever unattainable.

Clark felt distinctly uncomfortable, with Lana on one side of him and Lois on the other, trading looks that ranged from guilty to icy.  The twins, oblivious to it all, tried to find out if Clark or Lana happened to be carrying any candy or other assorted snacks.  “But Mommy an’ Nana an’ Aunt Lucy an’ Aunt Loueen always have sugar-free candy in their purses,” Jason told Lana sadly, as if he’d discovered a major character fault.

“You’ll be eating in a few minutes, Jason, I promise you won’t starve,” Lois muttered, facing away from Clark and Lana deliberately.

“But Mommy,” Kala started to say, and then the food arrived, blessedly quick.

Taking her bag, Lois smiled thinly at Clark.  “Thanks for buying all of us dinner, Kent.  See you tomorrow.”  The twins chorused their goodbyes, demanding a hug each, and only then would they follow Lois out.

Even as Clark carried his and Lana’s plates to the table, he glanced over his shoulder at Lois’ departing figure.  At the door, she turned, and for a moment their eyes met, his troubled, hers stormy and unreadable.

 

 

Lana saw Clark meet Lois’ gaze as she left, and the redhead couldn’t help an ironic little smile.  This is one of those moments in life that needs a soundtrack.  A little snippet of the romantic theme, abruptly fading away as the Unattainable Woman exits stage right.  I guess that casts me as the Sympathetic Friend slash Girl Next Door.

I don’t think so.  As Clark sat down with their meals, she looked up at him, assessing the changes.  Of course, she realized when they ran into each other at the airport that the lanky, shy teenager she’d known had filled out, but now Lana looked more closely.

Clark was actually quite a big man, over six feet and broad through the shoulders, and under the slightly out of fashion suit was a muscular frame.  No wonder he always carried himself with that somehow apologetic air; he’d be intimidating otherwise.  Rather than capitalize on that as some men would, he’d chosen to make himself seem harmless, just a geek in glasses.  It seemed that his essentially gentle nature hadn’t changed, and Lana couldn’t help smiling wistfully.

Seeing that look on her face as he got ready to take the first bite of his Ginger Beef combo, Clark hesitated.  “So, what’s on your mind, Lana?”

“You’re in love with her,” she said plainly, and dipped a piece of chicken into her sweet and sour sauce.

The shocked expression on his face was priceless.  “What?  How – Lana, why on earth would you think something like that?”

Because I’m a lot smarter and more perceptive than most people think pretty girls should be, she thought, but out loud she only said, “Clark, you forgot I was here when she walked in.”

The poor man actually blushed.  “Um, Lana, it wasn’t that…”

“And you adore her kids,” Lana pointed out.  “They like you a lot, too.  But then, so does their mother.”  She chuckled, remembering Lois’ quickly concealed look of pure venom, and added, “If looks could kill, she’d have shredded me when I walked up to you two.”

Clark was totally at a loss for words, staring as Lana nibbled at her eggroll.  At last he said, “Lana, nothing like that is going on.  I mean, really, it’s preposterous…”

She couldn’t help snickering.  “Please, Clark.  We may not have kept in touch, but we’ve known each other for years.  We both grew up.  I’m not the fool who kept going out with Brad just because it’s some kind of natural law that the head cheerleader has to date the quarterback.  I’m not that blind anymore.”  Green eyes catching his intently, she continued, “If I’d had a little more self-confidence, maybe I would’ve admitted what I saw in you back then.  Maybe things would be different.  But that’s long ago and far away.  She doesn’t have my hang-ups; I get the impression Lois Lane has spent her life avoiding doing all the expected things.”

“Yeah, pretty much,” Clark murmured, toying with the beef.

Lana pointed at him with her fork.  “She’s awfully possessive of you, she obviously cares a lot about you, and you love her.  So why is she engaged to another man?  What happened there, Clark?  With the looks you two were giving each other at the takeout counter, it has to be one heck of a story.”

“I’d really prefer not to talk about it,” Clark finally admitted.  “We … I made some mistakes, in the past, and…  Besides, I’m just not comfortable talking about this.  Lois is engaged to another man.  One I happen to admire, not to mention I work for him.”

“I know: Richard,” Lana said.  “But even he realizes how much she cares about you, Clark.”

That brought blue eyes up to meet hers sharply.  “I don’t recall him saying anything like that at the airport.”

Now it was Lana’s turn to blush.  “Well … I was trying to find you today to see if you wanted to catch up, and, um, Richard wound up taking me to lunch.”

Clark continued to give her his best reporter stare.

Lana sighed heavily and leaned back.  Clark, I can’t help it.  I like the guy.  I’m not trying to steal him from Lois any more than you’re trying to steal her from him.  We were both raised better; thank God for Smallville.”

“I know,” he replied.  “And it doesn’t help that they seem to be having problems.  But I still don’t think it’s right for us to talk about it.”

The redhead poked at her chicken for a moment.  “I guess I just feel better knowing there’s someone else in the same predicament, you know?”

“Yes, but even so, what can we do about it?” Clark replied sadly.  “Nothing, really.  Just … hope for the best, I guess.”

“You’re probably right,” Lana said.  “The best for who, though?”

“All of us,” he told her, and turned the conversation to safer topics.

 

 

Lois found the traffic leaving the city slower than usual, and her mind churned as she waited for other cars to move.  God, I’m such an idiot.  What the hell was I doing, letting my guard down like that?  And of course, the minute I turn my back, he’s out with the damn cheerleader.  Just another in a long series of Incredibly Stupid things I’ve done over that man.

However, with four boxed dinners sitting in a bag beside her and slowly perfuming the Audi with the smell of delicious Chinese food, Lois knew she had to distract the twins or they would start pleading to break the no-eating-in-Mommy’s-car rule.  Just this once.  Wrenching her train of thought away from Clark and Lana, she glanced in the rearview mirror and asked, “When we get home, let’s learn how to use chopsticks while we eat dinner.  How would that be?”

The twins glanced at each other and broke into identical grins.  “Swell!” they chorused, and broke into giggles.

Swell.  Swell?  Swell?!  Lois gripped the steering wheel and gritted her teeth.  Only one person she knew used that word…  “Hey, did you guys learn that from Mr. Clark?” she asked lightly.

“Uh-huh,” Jason said cheerfully.  “He’s really nice, Mommy.  He even brought us special no-wheat cookies!”

“Wow,” Lois said, still keeping her tone deliberately light.  “How did you guys get to know him so well?”  In the backseat, Kala had cocked her head and furrowed her brow.

“Daddy brings us up to work on Wednes…  Ow!  Kala, stop that!”

“Shut up!” the little girl snarled, hitting him in the shoulder again, hazel eyes blazing.  “Shut up, Jason, you dummy!  That was supposed to be a secret!

The leather steering wheel cover creaked under Lois’ hands.  Richard, you sonofabitch.  You’ve got my kids keeping secrets from me!  From me, you bastard!  How dare you!  Not to mention, I’ve been scared to death of Clark seeing these kids and getting ideas, and he’s seen them every week!  No wonder Barbara looked at me like I was crazy.  I thought she had to watch them while I went to those stupid editorial meetings.

And that’s another thing!  I started going to the weekly meetings to have a reason for not bringing the kids up to work anymore, and Richard’s been doing it behind my back anyway.  That’s two hours of each week spent bored to tears for no damn reason!  Oh, I’m gonna kill him…

“Ow!  Mommy!  Make her stop!  Kala, quit it!”

“Dummy!  Boogerhead!  Igg-nor-ay-mouse!”  Kala punctuated each word with another punch to the shoulder.

It didn’t hurt Jason’s shoulder as much as his pride.  “Mommy asked!”

“Daddy said not to tell, stupid-face!”

Lois took a deep breath and got ready to verbally break up the fight in the backseat.  Thank God they generally listened…

Just as she glanced into the rearview mirror again, her lips forming the word enough, a red blur flashed in front of her car.  Lois whipped her head forward and felt every hair on her body stand straight up as the low-riding sportscar from the next lane cut in with only feet to spare.  Smashing the brake to the floor, she just barely managed to avoid clipping the idiot’s bumper.  A credit card might’ve been able to slip between the two vehicles, but nothing larger.

That was too much stress for the reporter after the last half-hour.  Her window was already down; Lois leaned out and soundly cursed the driver and his entire family tree, unto the seventh generation.  The young man unfortunately had his convertible top down and heard every word, turning to look with amazement at the pretty, delicate-featured source of that profane fury.  His girlfriend in the passenger side was equally shocked, but seemed to be in support of Lois’ assessment.

“Get that fancy-ass wanna-be racecar piece of shit off my road, or else learn to fuckin’ drive!” Lois roared, and sat back down in her seat, still incensed.  Traffic opened up in the lane beside them, and she gave the jerk an example of how it should be done, neatly shifting over into the available space without causing anyone to jam on their brakes.

In the long, fuming silence after that encounter, Jason finally whispered, “Oooh, Mommy said a bad word.  Mommy said the really bad word.”

“Mommy said a lot of bad words,” Kala replied in hushed tones, slumped down in her seat and peering over the back of the chair with wide eyes.

Shit.  If she hadn’t been driving, Lois would’ve smacked her own forehead.  Nice going, Lane.  So much for not cussing in front of the kids.  Get your mind together before that man and everything connected to him drives you totally insane.

Aloud, she told the twins, “It’s okay, you two.  Mommy just got freaked out.  That guy almost made me hit his car, and somebody could’ve gotten hurt.”  Like him.  Jackass.  Well, at least it made the twins stop fighting.  “It’s all right, I’m not mad at you.”

“You’re sure?” Kala asked, and Lois’ heart broke at her tone.

“Of course I’m not, sweetheart,” she replied.  “Jason, Kala, Mommy never talks to you like that.  Mostly because you’re a lot smarter than that guy in the convertible.”  They seemed to perk up, and Lois added, “Of course, Captain Jack would probably be a better driver than him.”

“He’d need Gazeera to reach the pedals though,” Kala said instantly.

“Nuh-uh.  Ignatius can drive, your weasel can push the pedals,” Jason shot back.

Lois wished she could close her eyes and rub her temples to forestall the huge headache she felt building.  Is it too late to take back wishing to be rescued from that helicopter?  God.  My life, ladies and gentlemen.  “No more fighting, you two.  I mean it.”

The pair hushed up, still in awe of their mother’s vocabulary.

 

 

Later that evening, Lois and Richard sat on opposite sides of the couch with the television on and the sleepy twins between them.  They had barely spoken ten words to each other; Lois was striving valiantly to keep the tentative truce, not wanting a repeat of last night.  The kids didn’t need to hear another argument.

Both of their minds were elsewhere.  Richard was wondering about everything he’d learned and suspected, but given how tense and unhappy Lois had seemed since she got home, now was not the time to discuss it.  He was also thinking about Lana, and thinking that he really shouldn’t be thinking of her.  Lois was still worried over how much Clark knew, and she kept trying to tell herself not to be so upset that he had taken Lana out to dinner.

When Jason and Kala started yawning, Lois and Richard carried them upstairs and started to tuck them in bed.  Almost immediately, the kids whined that they wanted Mommy.  “You’re not gonna leave again, are you?” Kala whimpered.

Richard touched Lois’ shoulder gently, feeling the tension rise sharply as he did.  “Go on, hon.  Take them to our bed.  I’ll bed down on the couch.”

She looked at him briefly, her eyes unreadable, and then nodded as if she didn’t trust herself to speak.

Half an hour later, Lois and the twins were sleeping, exhausted.  Richard was lying awake on the couch.  Staring across the room.

Staring at Lois’ laptop in her office.

 
 
Latitude and Longitude: The Usual Spot
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ellalou73 on January 23rd, 2007 06:14 pm (UTC)
That was fantabulous. I absolutely loved it, and I was happy to find it up so fast. Yeay for Barb and her speedy Beta reading. Alright now to the review. Where to begin. I loved all of it. I loved that Clark ordered food for Lois and the kids, and knew so much about their allergies and what they would like. He seemed to have rendered Lois speechless.

I was totally shocked when Lana showed up and then I was like oh crap the sh** is going to fly now. I half expected Lois to rip out her hair, but was relieved when she didn't. I like that the twins were not impressed by her, because she didn't carry sugar free candy.

After Lois had gone it was good to see Lana try to draw Clark out, but of coarse he isn't going to say much about how he feels, and I'm glad he feels that way. Even though he loves Lois he is friends with Richard and has the respect that we all know is there.

Liked the mension of Lana's previous relationship and status with Brad from the movies that was a good reference. I've liked alot of the references you have put up both to the Superman movies and to some of the things that Margot did aside from them, always fun to find a surprise like that.

When the twins revealed that Richard had been taking them into work and that Lois didn't know I figured she would have his head for getting them to keep secrets and it looks like it's going to come to that. I like how this ended with her sleeping with her twins, they need mommy and you have made a good go at showing that bond between them and also with Clark.

Well I'll be sad not to see an update of this wonderful story, but life can get buggered up like that at times. Just update as soon as you can. I can't wait to see what happens now that Lois know Richard's secret and now that Clark is a little more aware that something is up with Lois and the twins.

Lois: pic#57218193kalalanekent on January 25th, 2007 05:57 pm (UTC)
(I loved that Clark ordered food for Lois and the kids, and knew so much about their allergies and what they would like. He seemed to have rendered Lois speechless.)

Amusingly enough, he always does. It's just that Clark gives her the minute or two to think! *LOL*

(I was totally shocked when Lana showed up and then I was like oh crap the sh** is going to fly now. I half expected Lois to rip out her hair, but was relieved when she didn't. I like that the twins were not impressed by her, because she didn't carry sugar free candy.)

I had hoped to surprise all of you with that. My favorite part of it is just how jealous Lois really is. I think it even surprises Clark. And Lois. ;) And the twins put everyone on that 'personality' scale. Clark's the exception, but he carries the candy now, too. :D

(Even though he loves Lois he is friends with Richard and has the respect that we all know is there.)

And don't think it's easy. Sometimes it really sucks to be the 'good boy'.

(Liked the mension of Lana's previous relationship and status with Brad from the movies that was a good reference.)

That was the one bit of sense they showed in her in SIII. The fact that she never married Brad. He was still following her around, but she had been with someone else. They divorced (Donald, who I use in LS as her ex-husband the banker), but Brad lost her after the high school prom. Thank God. What a creep Brad was.

(I've liked alot of the references you have put up both to the Superman movies and to some of the things that Margot did aside from them, always fun to find a surprise like that.)

I love being able to do it. It just seems to make everything flow better to have different places to use real-life facts. I *do* find it amusing that Christopher was a pilot in his downtime. Wonder if that had something to do with Richard the Testpilot? Hmmm... Bryan? ;)

There's alot more I'd like to sneak in before the story ends, but we have a bit. The main thing I'd like to have is a pic of Margot when she was pregnant with Maggie, but there are none to be found. And I can't remember if they show her pregnant in 'Willie and Phil'. I think that's the only role that she's been like that in. Hmmm...some more.

(When the twins revealed that Richard had been taking them into work and that Lois didn't know I figured she would have his head for getting them to keep secrets and it looks like it's going to come to that.)

Oh, he'll get his for keeping secrets from her, but it'll be a two-edge sword.

Thanks for the review, Ella! And for being the first one here! *hugs*





mithah on January 23rd, 2007 09:38 pm (UTC)
Damn, not a good afternoon for Lois. What a punch in the gut to see Lana out with Clark! (I can't imagine how she'll feel when she learns Clark's not the only man Lana's been going out with...EEEP!)

Having said that, I do really like your Lana. She's far more in tune with how Lana should be written, in my opinion. Clark's obviously the one that got away, but she's in no way "the other woman." I hope she gets her happy ending when the dust clears...*nudge nudge, hint hint* ; )

“'You’re not gonna leave again, are you?' Kala whimpered." That breaks my heart...and Lois's as well, I'm sure. :(

I'm on the edge of my seat here. I really don't know what's going to happen next and it's driving me up the wall because a happy ending seems so far away! Thank God for the twins. They are seriously the cutest little children in fiction.

No worries about real life, ladies. We all know how that can get in the way sometimes...

Cheers!

P.S. I should have my MMQs up on ff.net soon. :)
Lois: Chris And Margotkalalanekent on January 24th, 2007 07:02 pm (UTC)
Michelle, you know I live for your posts! And that was a quick reply! I don't know what we would do without your 'MMQ's. Please don't ever make us find out. *hugs*

Damn, not a good afternoon for Lois. What a punch in the gut to see Lana out with Clark! (I can't imagine how she'll feel when she learns Clark's not the only man Lana's been going out with...EEEP!)

(Having said that, I do really like your Lana. She's far more in tune with how Lana should be written, in my opinion. Clark's obviously the one that got away, but she's in no way "the other woman." I hope she gets her happy ending when the dust clears...*nudge nudge, hint hint* ;))

*blush* If I've made you guys like her that much, I consider myself half the writer you think I am. Which is a huge compliment unto itself. Just as long as none of you start to like her more than Lo. *whispers* You all know Lois is the jealous type...

(Thank God for the twins. They are seriously the cutest little children in fiction.)

Killing me with praise here. I love them, too. Most readers seem shocked when I tell them that I don't have kids. I must be doing something right! :)

*hugs again, Michelle!*

sean_montgomery: Clark - Booknerdsean_montgomery on January 24th, 2007 03:58 am (UTC)
I'm here to promise you that I'll review this tomorrow. It's just too late (for me) to do this now.

Here's my teaser review, though: it was great. : )
Lois: I Don't Like Itkalalanekent on January 24th, 2007 06:56 pm (UTC)
Okay, you! I'm going to hold you to that! *LOL* ;)
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Lois: Never Forgetkalalanekent on January 24th, 2007 06:55 pm (UTC)
(I had an involuntary gag reflex when I read that LANA was in the Chinese restaurant with Clark, but then I remembered. This isn't Crackville!Lana...this is LS Lana, and she's okay. ;-) Loved Lois's reaction to her, though. Is someone a little territorial, or what? *glee*)

I'm the same way. I think I literally dislike every version of her. That's why I'm trying so hard to take the info from the movieverse and Frankenstein her. I'm very much starting to like this *Good Lana* we're creating.

And no! Territorial? Our Lois? Nah... ;)

*ROTFL* over 'Futher Mocker'. That's great! I'll have to remember that.

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Loiskalalanekent on January 25th, 2007 05:19 pm (UTC)
You think you're bad? *rolls eyes* You should hear Anissa in the car! Oh dear Lord. We're going to get killed one day because of her road rage. Her favorite to scream out is something she heard on Blade: Trinity (I guess that's where it's from since I never watched it. But that's what she says). Oh, it's horrible. *shudders remembering the phrase*
Anissa Royanissa7118 on January 26th, 2007 03:16 am (UTC)
ROFLMAO! I am the most profane person on earth (see my LiveJournal post about Enterprise Rent-a-car). And that phrase Kala hates - CJTC! - contains her two most-hated swear words.

I'll give you a hint - neither one is the F-bomb, which Kala herself will let fly when she's angry (my influence there, I'm proud to say).

*grinning and chucklinh evilly*
sean_montgomery: Clark - Booknerdsean_montgomery on January 25th, 2007 12:28 am (UTC)
It's taken me forever, I know... but I'm finally here. And I plan on doing your ff.net review right after this. *crosses fingers*

One thing to comment right off the bat here is how much I adore that Clark was willing to buy them all dinner... and forgets that he was with Lana in the first place. An audible gasp escaped me when she showed up... then I remembered that your Lana was a good and respectable person. Unlike another Lana we know. *coughdielanadiecough* Her lunch with Clark was great. Almost nastolgic, not awkward. Which was great.

“No more fighting, you two. I mean it.”


I'm sorry, but my wacky sense of humor won't let me pass this up. Y'know what this reminded me of? The Princess Bride, if you can believe that. Anybody want a peanut? ; )

And the ending has me desperately wanting to shut down, hide, and bolt up Lois' laptop. Sends a small chill down my spine, really. Just what is he thinking...?

Another great chapter, ladies. Now on to ff.net for the Super!Review!
Loiskalalanekent on January 25th, 2007 05:52 am (UTC)
(I'm sorry, but my wacky sense of humor won't let me pass this up. Y'know what this reminded me of? The Princess Bride, if you can believe that. Anybody want a peanut? ;))

*ROTFL* Oh. My GOD! I didn't even think of that! And I'm a huge PB fan! *hugs* I LOVE YOU!!!

Richard, Richard, Richard! Stop being such a reporter! That's what's getting him in trouble. He really does have the same drive as Lois when a story catches his eye. And it's that something in common that might just kill this relationship. What are the lot of us and Lana going to do with him?

And heading to read that other review right now. I'm so glad this chapter is loved. It was great to write. :)
sean_montgomery: Me-amusedsean_montgomery on January 25th, 2007 11:16 am (UTC)
What are the lot of us and Lana going to do with him?


The lot of us might not be able to do anything, but Lana? I guess that remains to be seen... *winkety-wink-wink*
Lois: The Writer At Workkalalanekent on January 25th, 2007 05:59 pm (UTC)
Whatever do you mean? She's a well-raised Midwestern girl! Shame, shame! *grin*
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