Yeah, Give Me "Fucking Yikes" For 800, Alex

Yeah, give me "Fucking Yikes" for 800, Alex

HOLY SHIT I AM ABSOLUTELY FERAL FOR THIS FIC FOR REAAALLLLLL

Part Six now on ao3

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I'll take "Not Only No, But Fuck No" for 1000, Alex

Being unemployed in 2024 is just like. Okay. Guess it's time to throw myself in the wood chipper, I guess.

didn’t you have a whole thing about Clark’s parents you were writing as well? did I make that up?

"Focus, Jor-El," Lara said, the thought chiding as she nudged him with her elbow.

"I swear there's something over there," he said with frustrated curiosity, though he put the bot back on course. Flickers of thought about strange structures, ancient ruins. He had the thought that he'd be able to see better if the bot were higher, if it had been carried by something they could have launched into the air, fire and noise. She nudged him again because he hadn't bothered keeping the thought from her.

"Stop looking for problems you can solve with rockets," she said, still not looking up from the screen. She loved her mate dearly, but this struck her as one of his moments, a blade in search of a throat. He feigned offense at the thought.

"Most problems can be solved with rockets," he insisted, with a distant thought about her parents that failed to coalesce into anything coherent. The shadow of a tasteless joke unmade.

"When I tire of the sky being above my head instead of on top of it, I'll let you know," she said. It was hard to make out any of what the bot was transmitting. She tried lowering her glasses to look past the tinted lenses, but this close to the surface was still too bright for her. She winced, sliding her glasses back up her nose.

"My poor perfect mate," Jor-El teased, "with her perfect eyes stuck in imperfect conditions."

"Contemplate emptiness," she shot back, and he laughed aloud.

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