045 ♕ [written/voice]

[loisfuckinglane]

[Filtered away from those who would wish harm to the bride and groom]

The Honor of Your Presence
is Requested at the Marriage of

Lois Lane and Clark Kent

Saturday, the Fourteenth of April

With Reception to Follow.

Please RSVP below.

[Voice, Same Filter]

Smallville and I figured it was long past time we set a date, so this is making it officially official. ... That is, assuming that the castle manages to put itself back together again by April, because if this is going to be the new standard around here? We might need to think about relocating the ceremony somewhere where the cake won't abruptly turn into a feral tiger. I mean, nothing against tigers, but this wedding? Is going to be circus animal free.

But for now, I'm going to go ahead and assume this is just one of the castle's usual bouts of temporary insanity and it'll allll blow over by tomorrow.  Or... next week.  

... At least by April.  Right, Paradisa?

Right.

[... ???]

... [Uhhhhh. What. The. What. After a second, she adds uncertainly:] ... Hello...?

Comments

[supes]

[That's odd. He listens around on different frequencies for a second, seeing if it's maybe something coming from there, but nothing.]

A feeling like a presence?