on a completely different note...

[schmerica]

Livia is a demanding wench. The sad thing is, this is the closest I've come to writing Smallville all summer.

Notes: a) this is a chat transcript, so if that annoys you, duh, ignore it; b) I like to call this the Chat Story of Unredeemed Schmoopiness for Livia

livia: Erica, tell me a story. *big eyes*

erica: Um.
erica: I don't know any stories.

livia: Tell me one about Clark.

erica: *squints at you*

livia : I want a story!

erica : I'm thinking!
erica: Clark is a cute little baby alien boy.

livia: *listens attentively*

erica: And most of the time, he stays on the farm with his parents, because he is an alien with a shady adoption, and they are paranoid.

livia: ooh, drama.

erica: But when Martha has to go shopping, he gets to go along in with her to town.
erica : This is very very exciting to an isolated baby alien.
erica: Also scary. But exciting.

livia : eee!

erica : He has his name and address pinned to the inside of his jacket, just in case.

livia : Aw..

erica : In the grocery store, Martha lets him sit in the back with the groceries.
erica : And he gets to pick out cereal and a special bag of cookies for dessert.

livia : yay!
livia : what kind of cookies?

erica : The cashier ladies know Martha, of course, and they make little cute noises over Clark, and he blushes and smiles wide at them.
erica : Well, it depends.
erica : He likes to try a new one every kind.
erica : every time.

livia : AWWW

erica : After the grocery store, they go to Fordman's, and pick out his new hsoes, because he's outgrowing the old ones already.

livia : shoes!
livia : can he tie his shoes yet?

erica : No. He has velcro ones.

livia : AWWWWW

erica : At the flower shop, he tugs on Martha's sleeve and points at Lana when he sees her, but he hides behind Martha's leg and won't talk to her when Lana comes nearer.
erica : He doesn't like the flowers much, because they smell funny and come apart too easily.

livia : aww.

erica : Once in a while, if he's especially good, he and Martha may stop and get a little bit of ice cream before they go back.

livia : what kind?

erica : Vanilla. Or chocolate chip.
erica : At dinner, Martha tells Jonathan what a big help Clark was in town, and what a good boy he was, and Clark beams excitedly and looks proud of himself.
erica : And Jonathan tousles his hair.
erica : While Martha's clearing the table they play the "tickle clark and make him giggle" and the "swing clark around upside till he shrieks" games.

livia : Yay!!!!


erica : He didn't get a nap because of the trip, so he's tired, and they read him a story and tuck him in.

livia : aww.
livia : is he the cutest thing ever with his little sleepy face?

erica : Of course!
erica : And footie pajamas.

livia : aw.
livia : does he have a stuffed animal?
livia : or a binkie?

erica : He has a stuffed bear, I think. One with a red bow. He will eventually be named "Bear."

livia : Awwwwww

erica : I imagine the rest of his toys will be a mixture of boy-ish things like trains and a few dolls, but they wouldn't sleep with him.

livia : not even the trains?

erica : well, not as a rule. Once in a while, they might.
erica : But usually he has to put all the toys away before he goes to bed, except the one that's going to sleep in his bed.

livia : *nodding*

erica : And after he's asleep, Martha and Jonathan make some coffee, and sit around being snuggly and happy.
erica : And tired. But still snuggly and happy.

livia : yay.

erica : and, um. The end!

livia : Yay! *applause*

Comments

[rliz.livejournal.com]

> Heeeeeeeee. What an amusing mental image.

<snickers>