A Very Merry Christmas After All
by Smitty

At 6:00, Superman placed the star atop the massive Christmas tree in the middle of Metropolitan Square. The story was a puff piece, but it was Lois Lane's puff piece. She had covered it every year since Superman had appeared and she wasn't about to give it up now.

At 6:05, Clark Kent skidded into his wife's favorite department store and bought a bottle of her signature perfume, a pair of earrings, two bracelets, and an assortment of sweaters and silk blouses in her size. He got them gift-wrapped.

At 6:15, Lois Lane turned in her article. She'd written it the night before and edited in a few of the actual details.

At 6:20, Superman saved a woman from a knife-wielding mugger. His shopping bags waited on a nearby roof.

At 6:25, Lois Lane waited on the roof of the Daily Planet, wondering where on earth her ride had gone.

At 6:30, he arrived, scooping her up in his arms, kissing her, and zipping them both back to their apartment.

"Clark?" Lois asked as they curled together on the couch after a light dinner.


"Why do people get so stressed out during the holiday season?"

Clark shrugged.

"Beats me."


Author's Notes: Thank you to everyone who commented on these ficlets along the way. I appreciated every remark--they kept me going all month!

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