Random Joy and a meme

[lady_sarai]

The thing today that brought me the most glee was this interview with Fabian Nicieza about taking over Red Robin. I loved Nicieza's runs on Nightwing and Robin and the single issues he's written, and I have absolutely adored Chris Yost's run on Red Robin. It has easily been my favorite comic this year, and I have fretted over the changing of the guard.

I officially stop fretting now. I love everything in that interview and am very happy. Also, THERE WILL BE MORE TAM. YAY! I had worried she would be dismissed with a new writer and I'm glad she won't be. In reaction to the article, there may have been a somewhat cracky discussion with Katt that she might have posted to her LJ but I can neither confirm nor deny this.

And I haven't done one of these things in AGES, so--why not?

Name any story I've written, and any character in them, canon or OC. I'll tell you three things about that character which I didn't put in the story.

Comments

[milleniumrex.livejournal.com]

I read that interview, and I am cautiously optimistic. I didn't like his Robin run much, but he seems to have a good handle on the character now.

Ooh! I will think on the meme, and I will also steal and post it. ;)

[lady-sarai.livejournal.com]

I am so optimistic it's ridiculous. :D I made some high pitched noises and abused capslocks.

Eeeexcellent!

[milleniumrex.livejournal.com]

I just looooooooooved Yost's run so much, I'm naturally suspicious of anything new. :p

[lady-sarai.livejournal.com]

That is exaaaaaactly how I felt, but then I felt a liiiittle better when we heard it was Nicieza, and this interview just made me feel even better. So I will miss Yost, but I am glad he is taking what Yost did and running with it, as opposed to coming in and changing it all.

And, you know. TAM.

[milleniumrex.livejournal.com]

Okay! So meme!

I am actually going to surprise you, because this is one of my favorite fics of yours, but it involves neither Tim nor Cissie.

http://lady-sarai.livejournal.com/311875.html

Kon in "Reliving".

[lady-sarai.livejournal.com]

This was actually kind of difficult! That one was pulled together from scaps of a story I wrote for NaNo in... 2007. I made word count, but never finished and now it's totally obsolete. It was basically about how Kon might come back, which canon gave us. ;)

1. When he first came back, he didn't have his powers. He had to struggle with who he was if he couldn't be Superboy. There was a whole convoluted psuedo-science reason for it, but he did get them back eventually.
2. He stayed on the farm with the Kents for awhile, then lived in Titans Tower because of some Lex related threat, but eventually settled in Metropolis with Lois and Clark.
3. Yeah, this was actually Tim/Kon. ;) Once Kon got sick without his powers and Tim brought him soup and cookies that Alfred made.

[milleniumrex.livejournal.com]

I like these! Of course, your Tim/Cissie is what you're best know for, but I've really liked your Kon every time I've read him.

(Also, I totally love the idea of Lois and Clark winding up with a whole brood of teenagers living in their apartment. Kara, Kon, Chris, maybe Thara because she really doesn't have anywhere else to go.)

[lady-sarai.livejournal.com]

Hee, thank you! I do love Kon and have fun writing him when I do.

I love that idea too. :D That's the way Clark SHOULD be, anyway. Also, here, have a scene from that fic when Kon's living with them, just because:

*

"Shit! Damn! Fuck!"

Kon froze, stopping mid-reach. Lois's swearing was loud enough to carry through the apartment to the room he was staying in, which--couldn't be good. He finished grabbing at his shirt and yanked it on as he fumbled out into the hall. He stumbled into the kitchen, grabbing the doorjamb to keep from falling flat on his face--and stared.

The kitchen was full of smoke and Lois was beating at the flaming--flaming?!--waffle iron with a kitchen towel. She had flour all over her sweater and dough in her hair and in a streak across her forehead.

Kon surveyed the scene before him with a mixture of concern, dismay and amusement. "Uh... Lois?"

She turned to him, whipping the smoldering towel as she did and knocking a mixing bowl--full of some kind of batter--from the counter. She lunged to catch it and wound up with batter all over her right shoulder.

Kon debated fleeing the scene, but decided retreat might be interpreted as an act of villainy. He couldn't bring himself to actually enter the kitchen, though.

Lois righted herself slowly, drawing a severely intense breath. She stood there, dripping batter and holding the mildly smoking dishtowel with her eyes shut for a long moment.

Kon decided to risk stepping into the kitchen. When his sudden movement didn't set Lois off, he very slowly and carefully crossed the room and slowly pulled the waffle iron's plug out of the wall. He glanced at Lois, who continued to do an impression of a zen-like batter-smattered statue, and carried the waffle iron to the sink, setting it down carefully. He risked peeking a glance inside. "Huh."

"Huh what?" Lois asked evenly, not opening her eyes.

Kon flushed and debated whether he should answer or not, but while he debated she opened her eyes and fixed him with a look. He swallowed. "It's just--I didn't know waffles could turn that color and--be burnt and runny at the same time."

Lois stared blankly at him and then her eyebrows shot up. She crossed the kitchen and stood next to him, still cradling the mixing bowl. "Really? Let me see."

Kon lifted the lid for her to see, and watched her expression shift from curious to perplexed and then intrigued. "Huh," she said. "It's... burnt. But not cooked."

Kon shut the lid and took the mixing bowl from her, setting it beside the waffle iron. Lois turned to grab a new dishtowel after plunking the charred one in the sink as well, and began scrubbing at her sweater, scowling and muttering something about name brands and dry cleaning and her mother being right about K-Mart.

Kon turned and leaned with his back against the counter, crossing his arms. He watched her, trying not to grin or start laughing. Finally he said, "So. Waffles."

Lois looked up at him and blinked. Then she grimaced and stuck her tongue out at him. "Oh, shut up. I thought I'd at least try."

"I'm touched, really," Kon replied dryly. "How exactly did you set the waffle iron on fire?"

"I didn't!" Lois cried, gesturing with the new towel as she spoke. "I put the batter in and turned it on and the next minute there were flames!"

"I guess we're lucky you didn't set off the sprinklers."

Lois made a face and rolled her eyes. "Just for that, you can have clean up duty while I go change." She grimaced at her sleeve. "This is a new sweater, too."

"I bet you don't even own an apron," Kon called after her as she went to leave. Lois ignored him, waving a hand dismissively over her shoulder as she retreated down the hall. Kon laughed to himself and then sobered as he looked around the kitchen. "Why do I suddenly feel cheated?"

CONTINUED!

[lady-sarai.livejournal.com]

When Lois returned a few minutes later--in an entirely different outfit and clean face and hair--Kon was finishing wiping down the counters. As it was, Lois came in and went straight for the sink, running the water and grabbing a sponge.

She was pouring the batter--which was, on closer inspection, more reminiscent of quick setting cement than waffle batter--down the garbage disposal when she said, "So, do I get points for trying?"

Kon paused mid-wipe and raised an eyebrow at her. "Huh?"

Lois made a face. "I thought--you might have gotten used to Ma's cooking, after all the time you've spent on the farm. So I tried her waffle recipe."

Kon swallowed the lump in his throat and managed a mute nod.

Lois nodded herself, looking back at the sink. Neither spoke until she had finished disposing of the batter and washed the bowl, when she exclaimed, "Oh! The batter got on the heating element."

"That would cause flames," Kon agreed. He hoisted himself up to sit on the counter a few feet away, watching Lois finish the dishes.

She grabbed a towel and flicked it at him. "Get off the counter, you hick."

Kon made a face and hopped down. "Don't you have to work?"

"Nope," she replied. "Today is my semi-annual day off. Happens once in a blue moon, you should consider yourself lucky--you can bask in my presence all day long."

Kon rolled his eyes good-naturedly. "Oh, terrific."

Lois hit him with the towel again. "Clark's working, though, so it's you and me, kiddo."

"Cool."

"How does IHOP sound?"

Kon laughed. "Sounds great, Lois."

Re: CONTINUED!

[milleniumrex.livejournal.com]

Ha! Oh, this was great. Oh, Lois. You really do try, but you're not the domestic type. Dick had to learn the same lesson every time he tried to cook for Lian. XD