Eowyn
8th October 2004, 16:34
Title: Sometimes, The Best Is Unexpected
Author: Eowyn
Disclaimer: I am not the creator of Smallville nor am I the creator of its characters, I am just playing with them.
Rating: Either G or PG, I cannot decide of which is more appropriate.
Summary: Slightly future fic, let's call if the future of what I want to happen in Season Four; Lex taking Chloe to the prom.
Feedback: I live on feedback, so the more the merrier.
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" I need a double shot Mrs. Kent," Chloe thumped her backpack upon the counter of The Talon and rested her forehead on her ink stained palm.
" I guess you do," Mrs. Kent noted, knowingly exactly what Chloe meant, as she went off to fulfill the order.
" A leak of information," Chloe begain to explain, " about a possibly breaking story fell into my hands this morning and I rushed out to get the story without doing anything else. I jumped into some clothing and was off, I even forewent coffee. " She saw the incredulous look upon Mrs. Kent's face, " Yes I know, I can't believe I did that either. I really never thought I would have to choose between coffee and a story. I mean, what kind of twisted reality is that? It only tore me apart to do so and now..." Chloe groaned, " My head feels like it is going to explode."
Chloe took the double shot Mrs. Kent handed her gratefully, " T.S. Eliot once said, 'I have measured out my life with coffee spoons.' " Chloe grinned, " He must have lived a life similar to my own."
Mrs. Kent smiled and then asked," So do you have a date for the prom yet?"
Chloe took another gulp of coffee, feeling this question slightly impertinent, " No..." She faked a smile. " Considering I hole myself up on The Torch's office that is to be expected. Well I should go, my computer is calling my name. Thanks for the coffee." Chloe walked out of The Talon and sighed. She really did not need to rush to her article. But she was finding the talk of the prom oppressive and longed for the haven of her writing, it helped get her mind off her own troubles. Jumping into her car, she rushed home.
The Smallville Prom was little under a week away and not one person had asked Chloe to attend. Even for a snarky reporter this can be damaging to one's confidence. But Chloe felt she really should just accept the fact that, for some mysterious reason, her life's relationships more or less sucked. Whoever was writing her life's story apparently had something against her.
Chloe drove up to her home, her father was out as his car was not parked in front of their new home. But there was one car parked there, a silver Porche of which could only belong to one person of her acquaintance.
Chloe walked into her little office to find Lex Luthor reading an article of her's with interest. " Can I help you Lex?" Chloe asked with some impatience. She was not in the mood to entertain visitors, even rich ones with whom she helped kick Lionel Luthor's butt.
" This is a valid theory Chloe," He said referring to the article he had in hand.
Chloe placed her pack and double shot of coffee down upon the desk, " Well I hope that anything I write is valid, " She commented with raised eyebrows.
Lex's eyes, that were focused upon the paper, now focused upon her. He smiled with amusement, " Are we on the defensive today Chloe?"
Chloe ignored the comment, " How'd you get in?"
" Your father let me in before he left to do his all important grocery shopping that he apparently does every Saturday morning. He fed me some chocolate cupcakes and told me to save you some, as if he was worried that I would eat them all. I get the impression that he thinks I am greedy. Although I will say Gabe is fairly competent in making chocolate cupcakes, so perhaps his fears were valid."
Chloe's mouth watered a bit, " So did you save me some?"
" Naturally," Lex replied, handing her the plate full of cupcakes that Chloe now noticed he had in front of him on the desk.
Chloe took them, " So Lex is there something you need me to investigate?" Chloe was starting to feel more congenial towards Lex than she had when she first walked into her little office, there was something comforting about his presence that she could not explain.
Lex shook his head no, " I just thought I would check up on how the Editor-In-Chief of The Torch was doing. I have to confess, I had gotten so used to our meetings while you were in hiding that I find it hard to break that habit even now that my father is in jail." Lex added studying Chloe's face, " Although I suspect I was not 'as welcome as the flowers in May' when you first entered. But I am not wrong in supposing that your initial feelings against me have vanished to a degree?"
" Don't flatter yourself too much my rich, playboy friend," Chloe smiled evasively. " Still you saved me some cupcakes so that gives you a few points."
Lex nodded to the article on the computer screen in front of him that contained the details of the up and coming dance, " So have you a date for the much anticipated evening?"
Chloe looked at Lex with disbelief, " What is with people and that question?" Her earrings were aggressively dangling as she shook her head in frustration.
" Well it is usually a traditional question to ask a person attending the said event," Lex explained condescendingly, not in the least fazed by her disgust.
Chloe replied, " It gets old." She then for a split second thought about not answering the question, but she knew Lex would only see through her ambiguity. So as she sat down and busied herself with her work upon the computer, she said, " If you must know, I don't have a date."
Lex did not reply to that right away, but after a moment Chloe heard Lex's voice say quietly, " Smallville High must be filled with idiots."
Chloe knew this might be subtle, or not so subtle, flirting on Lex's part and she felt above that, so she replied with an unconcerned, " Well I always thought so."
Lex smiled inwardly, this was something he appreciated about Chloe Sullivan, the way she would flippantly answer him if she felt the occasion called for it. He was never impressed by apparently affected, simpering behavior as the result of his flirtatious comments, it bored him that most girls reacted that way. He continued, " My own prom turned out to be a disappointment, I saw it nothing more than one huge charade. But, I believe in second chances, if you will go with me Chloe Sullivan, I shall give it another shot."
Chloe stopped typing and turned to let Lex see her cynical and frustrated attitude," Shut up Lex!" Then she turned back to her work ignoring him.
" I'm serious Chloe."
" Oh please, don't tell me that Lex Luthor, of whose face often graces the front of all popular magazines, has nothing better to do than to attend a high school prom."
" Well actually, I have many better things to do, but that is not the point. I do what I want to do - as you should know by now - and what I want to do is attend the Smallville prom with Chloe Sullivan."
Chloe turned once again and studied Lex's face, looking for something, trying to read it. But he could remain infuriatingly impassive. " Are you truly serious? " Chloe asked tentatively.
" I am," Lex replied. Then still seeing indecision and disbelief written all over her face continued, " In the very least this gives you a good story, 'Editor of Torch Attends Prom with (as you term me) Rich Playboy'. You can study me all you want and get an insider's story."
Chloe grinned despite herself, " When you term it like that it is hard to resist, Lex Luthor."
" I thought so," Lex admitted confidently.
Chloe let out a sigh and then shrugged her shoulders, " Okay, I'll go with you. But if it ends up that there are conditions to all of this, such as the Luthors are infamous for, you'll be sorry."
" I realize that," he smiled and said no more, for it was all he needed to say. " I have a meeting, so I leave you to your work. I shall see you next Saturday evening Miss Sullivan," he said as he walked out the door.
Chloe stared at her computer, trying to concentrate, but unable to do so. Finally she said aloud to herself, " I am going to the prom with Lex Luthor..." Her brows were knitted. " That almost belongs up on the Wall of Weird."
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More to come soon I hope!
Author: Eowyn
Disclaimer: I am not the creator of Smallville nor am I the creator of its characters, I am just playing with them.
Rating: Either G or PG, I cannot decide of which is more appropriate.
Summary: Slightly future fic, let's call if the future of what I want to happen in Season Four; Lex taking Chloe to the prom.
Feedback: I live on feedback, so the more the merrier.
________________________________________
" I need a double shot Mrs. Kent," Chloe thumped her backpack upon the counter of The Talon and rested her forehead on her ink stained palm.
" I guess you do," Mrs. Kent noted, knowingly exactly what Chloe meant, as she went off to fulfill the order.
" A leak of information," Chloe begain to explain, " about a possibly breaking story fell into my hands this morning and I rushed out to get the story without doing anything else. I jumped into some clothing and was off, I even forewent coffee. " She saw the incredulous look upon Mrs. Kent's face, " Yes I know, I can't believe I did that either. I really never thought I would have to choose between coffee and a story. I mean, what kind of twisted reality is that? It only tore me apart to do so and now..." Chloe groaned, " My head feels like it is going to explode."
Chloe took the double shot Mrs. Kent handed her gratefully, " T.S. Eliot once said, 'I have measured out my life with coffee spoons.' " Chloe grinned, " He must have lived a life similar to my own."
Mrs. Kent smiled and then asked," So do you have a date for the prom yet?"
Chloe took another gulp of coffee, feeling this question slightly impertinent, " No..." She faked a smile. " Considering I hole myself up on The Torch's office that is to be expected. Well I should go, my computer is calling my name. Thanks for the coffee." Chloe walked out of The Talon and sighed. She really did not need to rush to her article. But she was finding the talk of the prom oppressive and longed for the haven of her writing, it helped get her mind off her own troubles. Jumping into her car, she rushed home.
The Smallville Prom was little under a week away and not one person had asked Chloe to attend. Even for a snarky reporter this can be damaging to one's confidence. But Chloe felt she really should just accept the fact that, for some mysterious reason, her life's relationships more or less sucked. Whoever was writing her life's story apparently had something against her.
Chloe drove up to her home, her father was out as his car was not parked in front of their new home. But there was one car parked there, a silver Porche of which could only belong to one person of her acquaintance.
Chloe walked into her little office to find Lex Luthor reading an article of her's with interest. " Can I help you Lex?" Chloe asked with some impatience. She was not in the mood to entertain visitors, even rich ones with whom she helped kick Lionel Luthor's butt.
" This is a valid theory Chloe," He said referring to the article he had in hand.
Chloe placed her pack and double shot of coffee down upon the desk, " Well I hope that anything I write is valid, " She commented with raised eyebrows.
Lex's eyes, that were focused upon the paper, now focused upon her. He smiled with amusement, " Are we on the defensive today Chloe?"
Chloe ignored the comment, " How'd you get in?"
" Your father let me in before he left to do his all important grocery shopping that he apparently does every Saturday morning. He fed me some chocolate cupcakes and told me to save you some, as if he was worried that I would eat them all. I get the impression that he thinks I am greedy. Although I will say Gabe is fairly competent in making chocolate cupcakes, so perhaps his fears were valid."
Chloe's mouth watered a bit, " So did you save me some?"
" Naturally," Lex replied, handing her the plate full of cupcakes that Chloe now noticed he had in front of him on the desk.
Chloe took them, " So Lex is there something you need me to investigate?" Chloe was starting to feel more congenial towards Lex than she had when she first walked into her little office, there was something comforting about his presence that she could not explain.
Lex shook his head no, " I just thought I would check up on how the Editor-In-Chief of The Torch was doing. I have to confess, I had gotten so used to our meetings while you were in hiding that I find it hard to break that habit even now that my father is in jail." Lex added studying Chloe's face, " Although I suspect I was not 'as welcome as the flowers in May' when you first entered. But I am not wrong in supposing that your initial feelings against me have vanished to a degree?"
" Don't flatter yourself too much my rich, playboy friend," Chloe smiled evasively. " Still you saved me some cupcakes so that gives you a few points."
Lex nodded to the article on the computer screen in front of him that contained the details of the up and coming dance, " So have you a date for the much anticipated evening?"
Chloe looked at Lex with disbelief, " What is with people and that question?" Her earrings were aggressively dangling as she shook her head in frustration.
" Well it is usually a traditional question to ask a person attending the said event," Lex explained condescendingly, not in the least fazed by her disgust.
Chloe replied, " It gets old." She then for a split second thought about not answering the question, but she knew Lex would only see through her ambiguity. So as she sat down and busied herself with her work upon the computer, she said, " If you must know, I don't have a date."
Lex did not reply to that right away, but after a moment Chloe heard Lex's voice say quietly, " Smallville High must be filled with idiots."
Chloe knew this might be subtle, or not so subtle, flirting on Lex's part and she felt above that, so she replied with an unconcerned, " Well I always thought so."
Lex smiled inwardly, this was something he appreciated about Chloe Sullivan, the way she would flippantly answer him if she felt the occasion called for it. He was never impressed by apparently affected, simpering behavior as the result of his flirtatious comments, it bored him that most girls reacted that way. He continued, " My own prom turned out to be a disappointment, I saw it nothing more than one huge charade. But, I believe in second chances, if you will go with me Chloe Sullivan, I shall give it another shot."
Chloe stopped typing and turned to let Lex see her cynical and frustrated attitude," Shut up Lex!" Then she turned back to her work ignoring him.
" I'm serious Chloe."
" Oh please, don't tell me that Lex Luthor, of whose face often graces the front of all popular magazines, has nothing better to do than to attend a high school prom."
" Well actually, I have many better things to do, but that is not the point. I do what I want to do - as you should know by now - and what I want to do is attend the Smallville prom with Chloe Sullivan."
Chloe turned once again and studied Lex's face, looking for something, trying to read it. But he could remain infuriatingly impassive. " Are you truly serious? " Chloe asked tentatively.
" I am," Lex replied. Then still seeing indecision and disbelief written all over her face continued, " In the very least this gives you a good story, 'Editor of Torch Attends Prom with (as you term me) Rich Playboy'. You can study me all you want and get an insider's story."
Chloe grinned despite herself, " When you term it like that it is hard to resist, Lex Luthor."
" I thought so," Lex admitted confidently.
Chloe let out a sigh and then shrugged her shoulders, " Okay, I'll go with you. But if it ends up that there are conditions to all of this, such as the Luthors are infamous for, you'll be sorry."
" I realize that," he smiled and said no more, for it was all he needed to say. " I have a meeting, so I leave you to your work. I shall see you next Saturday evening Miss Sullivan," he said as he walked out the door.
Chloe stared at her computer, trying to concentrate, but unable to do so. Finally she said aloud to herself, " I am going to the prom with Lex Luthor..." Her brows were knitted. " That almost belongs up on the Wall of Weird."
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More to come soon I hope!