sabby
22nd October 2004, 20:18
Disclaimer: Not mine, don't sue yadda blah
A/N: I just whipped this up as a comment drabble, but it kinda got to long for a real drabble, hence me posting it here.
The study doors swung open and Lex strode into his office, only to stop dead about halfway into the room.
There was a cake. A giant, white, cheesy, cake with fake candles in the middle of his office. Lex's brow arched slowly as he stepped closer to the thing.
Now, his birthday had been a week ago. He'd flown to Japan to avoid any unwanted incidents. Like a cake, in his study.
Running a hand over his head, he decided to bite the bullet. He made sure to clomp a little louder with his next few steps, stepping even closer to the saccharine monstrosity.
'Any time now,' Some ditzy, bottle blond, nip/tucked wanna be actress/model/singer was going to jump out and give an earshattering rendition of Happy birthday. Lex hated birthdays.
He shoved his hands into the pockets of his pants and waited. And waited. And waited. Nothing happened.
A few minutes later, he decided it had been long enough and stepped up to the fake sugar bomb, tapping on the top of the cake. His finger was immediately covered in sticky goo.
But that was it. Drawing his eyebrows together, he went looking for a latch or a grip to remove the top, but all there was to find was a big fake candle in the middle.
With a sigh, Lex grabbed it hard and pulled.
"I appreciate the effort but this is really not..."
His sentence trailed off into nothing as he found the inside of the cake empty, except for a note placed in the center of a fake bottom.
'Gotcha!'
A smirk already growing on his face, he turned the card around
'Thought you could get away that easy? I think not.
Happy Birthday, Lex ~ C.S.'
Shaking his head, he turned his back on the cake, deciding he had to make a 'thank you' call....and plan his revenge.
The End
A/N: I just whipped this up as a comment drabble, but it kinda got to long for a real drabble, hence me posting it here.
The study doors swung open and Lex strode into his office, only to stop dead about halfway into the room.
There was a cake. A giant, white, cheesy, cake with fake candles in the middle of his office. Lex's brow arched slowly as he stepped closer to the thing.
Now, his birthday had been a week ago. He'd flown to Japan to avoid any unwanted incidents. Like a cake, in his study.
Running a hand over his head, he decided to bite the bullet. He made sure to clomp a little louder with his next few steps, stepping even closer to the saccharine monstrosity.
'Any time now,' Some ditzy, bottle blond, nip/tucked wanna be actress/model/singer was going to jump out and give an earshattering rendition of Happy birthday. Lex hated birthdays.
He shoved his hands into the pockets of his pants and waited. And waited. And waited. Nothing happened.
A few minutes later, he decided it had been long enough and stepped up to the fake sugar bomb, tapping on the top of the cake. His finger was immediately covered in sticky goo.
But that was it. Drawing his eyebrows together, he went looking for a latch or a grip to remove the top, but all there was to find was a big fake candle in the middle.
With a sigh, Lex grabbed it hard and pulled.
"I appreciate the effort but this is really not..."
His sentence trailed off into nothing as he found the inside of the cake empty, except for a note placed in the center of a fake bottom.
'Gotcha!'
A smirk already growing on his face, he turned the card around
'Thought you could get away that easy? I think not.
Happy Birthday, Lex ~ C.S.'
Shaking his head, he turned his back on the cake, deciding he had to make a 'thank you' call....and plan his revenge.
The End