Rae
31st October 2004, 06:21
A/N: Revenge like this is bad. Just say no to damaging private property!
Title: Thou Shalt Seek Vengeance
Author: CRae
Rating: PG-13 (for a little lawbreaking & naked Lex thoughts)
Summary: Chloe's a little miffed.
Disclaimer: Smallville & its characters belong to DC Comics and WB. There, are you happy now? <Smacking sound is heard> Ow! Lawyers. Hmmph.
Category: Humor/General
Spoilers: Set during third season. Stuff from seasons 1-3 are fair game.
Feedback: Please! Constructive criticism would be great. First fic. Writing virgin.
Notes: Lighter take on Lex & Chloe's interaction at the beginning of their partnership.
His car never stood a chance.
An angry Chloe Sullivan made sure of that.
After a particularly bad day the last thing Chloe needed was a lecture from Lex Luthor on the perils of working with his father. Like she didn't know that already. And if he gave her that patronizing look one more time...
Okay, he was definitely going to pay.
Under the cloak of darkness, armed with a set of car keys and a smirk of pure evil Lionel Luthor would cower from, she set out to get her revenge.
She crept quietly over to the car sitting in its space, sleek and silver like a bullet. Chloe's mind wandered and she began to wonder if he was compensating for something. She quickly discarded the thought, remembering what Lana had told her about his form when she caught him teaching the breaststroke to one of his 'lady friends'. After the redness in her cheeks had faded, she believed Miss Lang's exact words were, "Thank you, God."
After a few minutes of indulging in the mental imagery that provided she realized she needed to focus on her retribution. Her sweet retribution! Silly Lexy. Leaving his pretty foreign car unprotected outside the Talon where anyone could just...
A scratching sound disturbed the silence of the country night.
She slipped her keys into a pocket in her coat and casually walked around his car to the Talon's front doors. Someone should warn Lex about the recent rash of vandalism to hit Smallville, and she was just the concerned good samaritan to do it.
Fingering her own car keys, a look of satisfaction crossed the blonde's face. That would teach him to mess with a premenstrual Chloe Sullivan.
End.
Title: Thou Shalt Seek Vengeance
Author: CRae
Rating: PG-13 (for a little lawbreaking & naked Lex thoughts)
Summary: Chloe's a little miffed.
Disclaimer: Smallville & its characters belong to DC Comics and WB. There, are you happy now? <Smacking sound is heard> Ow! Lawyers. Hmmph.
Category: Humor/General
Spoilers: Set during third season. Stuff from seasons 1-3 are fair game.
Feedback: Please! Constructive criticism would be great. First fic. Writing virgin.
Notes: Lighter take on Lex & Chloe's interaction at the beginning of their partnership.
His car never stood a chance.
An angry Chloe Sullivan made sure of that.
After a particularly bad day the last thing Chloe needed was a lecture from Lex Luthor on the perils of working with his father. Like she didn't know that already. And if he gave her that patronizing look one more time...
Okay, he was definitely going to pay.
Under the cloak of darkness, armed with a set of car keys and a smirk of pure evil Lionel Luthor would cower from, she set out to get her revenge.
She crept quietly over to the car sitting in its space, sleek and silver like a bullet. Chloe's mind wandered and she began to wonder if he was compensating for something. She quickly discarded the thought, remembering what Lana had told her about his form when she caught him teaching the breaststroke to one of his 'lady friends'. After the redness in her cheeks had faded, she believed Miss Lang's exact words were, "Thank you, God."
After a few minutes of indulging in the mental imagery that provided she realized she needed to focus on her retribution. Her sweet retribution! Silly Lexy. Leaving his pretty foreign car unprotected outside the Talon where anyone could just...
A scratching sound disturbed the silence of the country night.
She slipped her keys into a pocket in her coat and casually walked around his car to the Talon's front doors. Someone should warn Lex about the recent rash of vandalism to hit Smallville, and she was just the concerned good samaritan to do it.
Fingering her own car keys, a look of satisfaction crossed the blonde's face. That would teach him to mess with a premenstrual Chloe Sullivan.
End.