The Obsession Connection

We've all had weird dreams, but have you ever had a weird dream feature-length motion picture? A dream that just seems to last for hours? It starts out with you and your cousin's boyfriend looking for a gift for your cousin's birthday. You come across some golden books, the mini kind, that happen to be about Superman. You want to buy them all, but you only have $29 and they're $14.95 apiece. You leave the store, but not before knocking over a huge display of kiddie garbage cans shaped like red walruses.

You return home to find you live in a huge mansion, complete with a pool. But this pool is like no ordinary pool. It is actually like two pools. One has cold water (for cooling off in the summer), and one has heated water.

It's the 4th of July, and fireworks light up the sky. You and your two cousins are at your grandmother's house, admiring the show. Then you go in for dinner. During dinner, you hear sirens (several of them!) And they sound very close-by. You go outside to discover flashing lights, and you realize that something is happening at the house across the street. You never do find out what.

Suddenly, you're Zoe, from the WB show, and your cousin has morphed into Jane. You're hanging out at the cool pool of yours (you know, behind your mansion), but this time? You're not the only one in the pool. Then a movie screen pops up, and you realize that you're here to watch a movie. Kind of a new theater situation: instead of sitting in seats, you swim around in your pool!

The movie is "Titanic". You've seen the movie a kabijillion times, so you are quoting along with it, when you realize that your quoting is off. No, wait, it's not your quoting that's off...it's the movie that's off! The movie has gone totally bizarre! Hey, you say...Mr. Ismay never jumped off the back of the ship! Mr. Andrews never eloped with Rose's mother!

Suddenly, you're in this new Titanic movie, which I will refer to as Freaktanic. You are Rose, and you are, of course, with the ever-gorgeous Jack, and instead of being the cute, heroic guy from Titanic, Freaktanic has turned Jack into a violent criminal. You hit him over the head, tell him the ship's going to sink, kiss him, and then...

The dream ends. And you have an overwhelming urge to watch Titanic. Except you're scared to...

Which brings us to...Krazyworld, part 4!

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"Oh, Clark, this is beautiful!" Lois exclaimed, dropping her suitcases in the doorway of her hotel room. "And your room is right next door!" she said. "There's even a door that joins the two rooms. Quick, go into your room and unlock your side of the adjacent door! Neighbor," she added, playfully.

Clark opened the main door to his room and stepped inside. His room was identical to Lois's, except the furniture was set up a little differently. But both rooms had a queen size bed, a desk with a chair, a sofa, and a bathroom. Not to mention a sliding door that opened onto a small balcony that overlooked the resort.

Clark dropped his luggage and unlocked the door that led to Lois's room. She was waiting for him, and as soon as he opened the door, he was met with a grinning Lois.

"You won't believe this!" Lois said, taking Clark's hand and pulling him into her bedroom. "Look at all these souvenirs. Soap, shampoo, and a shower cap in the bathrooms...stationery and pens in the desk...and a phone so we can order room service!" she cried.

"This is great, Lois," Clark said. "I know what you mean, about what you said earlier. I can't believe we're really here!"

She smiled at him, as if they shared a special secret only they understood, and then turned toward the sliding glass doors. "Come on, let's see the view," she said.

Clark followed her out onto the balcony, and they couldn't help but gasp at the sight before them. Sprawled out over miles and miles was the most beautiful landscape imaginable. Water parks, a golf course, hotels...and, of course, Krazyworld itself. "That's it," Lois said. "Let's unpack later, we're wasting time here--let's get out there and start having fun!"

"You don't have to tell me twice," Clark said, running into his room to change.

Five minutes later, they met in the hallway outside their bedrooms. Both Lois and Clark had changed into more comfortable outfits that were suitable for the warm Florida weather. Instead of a purse, Lois had everything she needed in a little waist pouch. Clark, being a guy, had everything he needed in his pants pockets. Lois just had to tease him about that.

They took the elevator to the hotel lobby, walked past the elaborate fountains, and out the front entryway. From there, they boarded a tram that would take them to a dock, where they would board a boat that would take them to Hippo Island, which was supposed to be a lot of fun.

Hippo Island was crowded. Screaming kids swarmed about, being chased by frazzled-looking parents. Elderly couples walked along, hand in hand, lost in themselves, as if nothing else in the entire world mattered but them. Babies slept in strollers. Kids begged for icecream. Teenagers ran to get in line for the wildest rollercoast of them all: The Terrifier. And in the midst of it all, Lois and Clark were having a blast.

By the time the fireworks had been shot into the air and the neon glowsticks the little kids were buying so they could twirl them in the air were not even entertaining those kids anymore, Lois and Clark decided it was time to call it a night. And so they went back to the hotel and consecutively collapsed in their own beds, and didn't wake up until seven a.m. the next morning, when they woke up, ready to start what they hoped would be a memorable day.

Lois was never one to be overly concerned about her appearance. When dressing for work, she usually wanted to look good, or, at least, professional, but the last thing she expected was to be concerned about her appearance while on a vacation at Krazyworld. Yet, here she was, trying to decide what sundress she thought Clark would like. And at the same time, she wondered when Clark's opinion of her had become so important. Deep down, she knew that no matter what she wore, Clark would tell her she looked great. So she threw on her dark grey Union Bay shorts and a white T-shirt with a big yellow smiley face, and prayed that Clark wouldn't think she looked like a freak.

He didn't, of course. He was wearing jeans and a T-shirt, and he looked...amazing. In fact, he looked more amazing then she had ever seen him. "You look good," she told him, meaning it as a friendly compliment and not as a...well, whatever would make him think she had a thang for him or something. Because she didn't. They were just friends. Weren't they?

Clark grinned. "So do you."

His smile, she thought, was also amazing. "Thanks. So, where to first?"

"How about breakfast?" Clark suggested.

"Breakfast it is," she declared. They found a great little restaurant on the lower level of the hotel, that claimed to serve "world-class, state-of-the-art, fabulous, mouth-watering pancakes." After breakfast, Lois and Clark sort of walked aimlessly outside the hotel, admiring the many fountains, swimming pools, and the shrubs that had been trimmed to be shaped like animals.

It was a little after nine a.m., now, and the warm autumn sun was starting to blaze down on them. Clark, of course, wasn't bothered by this, and Lois was grateful she had slathered plenty of sun lotion on before leaving the hotel.

"Why don't we go to one of the water parks today?" Clark said. "It's a great day, and I'm guessing it's only going to get hotter."

"Great idea," she said.

A short while later, Lois and Clark were showing their passes at the entrance of the water park. They changed into their swimsuits in the dressing rooms, stashed their stuff in a mini-locker, and prepared to get cooled off.

"I've never been to a water park before," Clark admitted.

"Really? Don't they have water parks in Smallville?" Lois teased.

He shook his head. "One of the few disadvantages to living in Smallville," he said. "Is that we don't have three things: professional sports teams, huge shopping malls, or water parks."

"Well, then I have something to tell you, too," Lois said. "I've never been to one either."

"Really!?"

"Really."

"So this is a new experience," Clark said.

"Yep. Now, I'm dying to check out this wave pool everyone at the hotel restaurant was raving about."

Since it was still early in the day, the wave pool wasn't extremely crowded, and Lois and Clark were able to easily make their way to waist-level water. Lois looked around. "I don't get it...I thought there were supposed to be waves. Where are the waves?"

"Just wait!" a man next to her said. "The waves should come on in a few minutes...and when they do, the waves will probably go over your heads...this is the deep end. If you want to brave the deep end, you should get one of *these*," the man said, proudly showing off his blue air mattress.

"I'm a good swimmer," Lois informed the man.

The man just laughed. "Yeah right, and I'm John Travolta. You land lovers don't stand a chance."

A few minutes later, music started blaring through the speakers, and the water started to ripple.

Clark smiled at Lois. "Here come the waves!" he said. "Are you sure we're not in too deep?" he asked, sounding just a little bit worried.

At first, the waves just came up to the middle of Lois's stomach, but in no time, they were getting bigger and bigger. They were't waves like at the beach, the kind that break and make a white foam. They were just like very big ripples...and they were getting bigger by the second. Each time a ripple went by, everyone in the wave pool would be bounced in the air, and then let back down when the ripple went by.

Mr. Air Mattress Man was standing on his air mattress and trying to run over poor, defenseless swimmers. "Swimmers suck!" he shouted. "Wa-hoo!"

Mr. Air Mattress Man was having the time of his life, but Lois was starting to feel seasick. "Clark, let's go to the water slides now," she called. "Clark?" Another ripple went past, and she turned to look for Clark, but he was nowhere in sight. "Clark!?" she yelled.

The music coming through the speakers was deafening, and another ripple went by, this time bigger than the last...oooh, she didn't feel good. "Clark!" she called again as she was propelled in the air and just as suddenly, dropped again.

Mr. Air Mattress paddled in front of Lois and prepared to ride the next wave. As the ripple came up, Air Mattress Man flew right up in the air, and came down...right on top of Lois.

Lois was shoved under water. Frantically, she tried to push the air matress off of her, but she didn't count on this clausterphobic feeling she was getting. She was holding her breath, but the ripples kept coming, and just as she was sure she was going to suffer death by an air mattress, someone grabbed her hand and pulled her to the surface.

Lois gasped for air. "Clark!" she cried, when she saw who had rescued her. "Thanks," she added, gratefully. "That stupid guy on the air mattress had me pinned under water--where'd he go?" she asked. She saw Air Mattress Man poke his head out of the water.

"Hey, where'd my air mattress go?" he yelled, but the mattress was nowhere in sight. "Hey, that thing cost me six bucks!" the man yelled, sounding very ticked off.

Clark guided Lois to the shallow end of the wave pool, and they stepped out of the pool. "Are you okay?" he asked worriedly.

"Sure, I'm fine, thanks to you," she said. "I wonder what happened to his air mattress, anyway?" she wondered.

Clark just shrugged, but as they passed a garbage can, he tossed something small and blue into it. Lois didn't notice.

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Krazyworld will continue in the next newsletter...so stay tuned!
-Molly