Out of Control

By Gina Blank (blankh@cadvision.com)

Summary: Clark surprises his fiancee with a roller-blading date.

[Author's note: This is just a fluffy piece of fanfic I thought up at about midnight. My dad says you get your greatest ideas just before you fall asleep. So I hope you like this! Comments can be sent to Gina at blankh@cadvision.com]


Lois was in the kitchen washing dishes when she heard the familiar 'whoosh' of her fiance come through the window.

"Hi, Clark!" she said, turning to see a blue and red blur fly into her bathroom.

"Hi," he replied, coming out again in his Clark clothes.

"What are you doing here?" she asked, turning back to the task at hand.

"What? I can't drop in to say 'hi' to my fiancee?" Clark teased, coming up behind Lois and wrapping his arms around her.

"Well, usually you tell me first when you're coming … unless you've planned something and just couldn't wait." Lois put the last dish onto the drying rack and turned to kiss her fiance.

After a minute, Clark parted slightly, and said, "Actually, there *is* something I wanted to do with you…"

"Aha! I knew it!" Lois grinned "What is it? A new restaurant open up in Italy?"

Clark smiled, "No. I thought maybe we could get some fresh air this evening."

"Oh, a walk in the park?"

"Mmm…not quite. I was thinking more along the lines of…" Clark zipped back into the bathroom and came out holding two large, but somewhat flat, square boxes.

"*Rollerblading?!*" Lois cried, as Clark opened the top box, revealing some very nice looking black in-line skates (since this is fanfic, I wonder if they'd be called ON-line skates!). "Clark, I can't even roller*skate* let alone roller*blade*!"

"Lois, don't worry, you'll be with me," Clark assured her.

"Mmm…I don't know," she said, uncertainty in her voice. She trusted Clark more than anyone in the world, but she could rollerblade no better than she could cook.

"Lois, I promise, I won't let you get hurt," Clark told her, noticing the unsure look on her face.

Lois saw the confidence in Clark's eyes. "*SIGH*, okay," she replied, giving in, "I don't know *how* I let you sucker me into these things," she mumbled as she grabbed the top box and prepared herself for the adventure of her life.


Lois and Clark had been rollerblading—side by side— for about half an hour, and Lois had to admit to herself that she kind of enjoyed it—although she'd never tell that to Clark.

Lois was about to attempt a half turn to show off to her fiance when he abruptly stopped. Lois tilted her foot back and slowed to a stop about a foot behind him. "What is it? If it's a cry for help, you're gonna look awfully silly in a cape and rollerblades!" Lois giggled at the thought.

Clark came back from inspecting whatever it was he was looking at and replied, "No, no, it's only a hill."

"A hill?" Lois asked, her eyes widening. This was a first, "Okay, let's go back."

Lois started to turn, but Clark caught her by the arm, "Oh, come on, it's not that steep," he told her, "I'll show you."

Lois let Clark guide her to the point where she could see the hill's descending angle. "Not that steep?!" Lois cried, "For goodness' sakes, Clark, that's a San Francisco sized hill!"

"It's an illusion, Lois. It's a long hill, but it's not that steep," Lois looked at Clark, and noticed a twinkle in his eye, but wasn't sure of what it meant.

"No way, I'm not going down that hill." Lois stated, folding her arms.

"Look, we'll just go down the hill and to that little park across the intersection at the bottom. We can take a break there. You can hold onto me if you want," Clark suggested.

"No," Lois said, implying that she would *not* go down the hill just to get to the 'little park across the intersection.'.

Clark thought her 'no' meant that she didn't want to hold on to him. "Okay, then, as you wish." With that, Clark tapped her shoulder with his index finger.

"Clark, what are you—?" Lois asked, wondering why he poked her in the shoulder. She got her answer when she noticed she was moving. "Clark, I'm moving. Stop me, Clark, stop me!" Clark just stood there, smiling, and getting smaller as she rolled further down the hill.

"CLARK! This isn't funny! You get your 'Man of Steel' butt over here and *stop me*!!!" Lois yelled to her fiance, who of course, could hear her, but did nothing. Lois was moving faster. The trees to her right were getting blurry, and the wind ripped through her hair like an airplane propeller. At least, that's what it felt like to her.

Lois noticed she was going too fast to stop now, and she was going to lose her balance by the time she got to the bottom. Lois' arms waved about as she tried to keep her balance and slow herself at the same time.

Clark leaned against the lamp post where he was standing and laughed. Lois was bent forward slightly, her knees bent, and she was flailing her arms everywhere trying to keep from crashing.

Lois was totally out of control. She was going so fast she swore she could've taken off if she had wings. Lois was nearing the end of the hill fast. There was a curb at the bottom and she knew she wouldn't be able to slow down enough to glide off it, and she definitely couldn't jump it. "CLARK!!!" she screamed. Lois blocked her face with her arms, prepared to meet the pavement "*Aaaaaaaggggghhhhhhhh*!!!"

All at once Lois was stationary. She still had her eyes closed and her face covered, but the wind was no longer ripping through her hair, and the vibrations under her feet had ceased…and there were two very strong hands clasped around her arms.

"Did you have a nice flight?" Clark asked. He then proceeded to burst into peals of laughter, and collapse into a heap on the grass.

"What's so funny?" Lois asked, her hands on her hips. She was *not* amused.

"You!" Clark managed between giggles. When he'd stopped laughing enough to speak, he sat up, and explained himself further, "Lois, you looked like Jell-O! Wobbling every which-way, fluttering your arms about in every direction! It's not that often I get to see you completely out of control!" Clark started laughing once more, and Lois noticed a smile creeping up her face, too.

Lois started giggling, and soon joined her fiance on the ground. "Clark, that was the freakiest thing I've ever done on wheels," Lois told him after she'd regained her composure, "It's not often that I'm so out of control that I depend on others to assume that position. I think you taught me a lesson, Clark, and not just in rollerblading. Thank you."

"Any time, Lois," Clark replied, putting his arm around her.

"Just don't push me down another hill!" Lois ordered.

"I promise!" Clark vowed, and leaned in to kiss his fiancee.