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hackthis_archive) wrote2003-12-23 12:02 pm
hackthis_archive) wrote2003-12-23 12:02 pm
They paved paradise and put up a parking lot.
LOTRips is one of those fandoms sponsored by the mafia: Just when you think you’re out – they pull you back in. Dammit, Dom, why didn’t y’all pitch in and get the man a prosthetic? Hmm. Maybe Viggo can be in the Pirates of the Caribbean sequel with Orlando and Johnny Depp. Dude. Just when you thought that movie couldn’t get any gayer. *shakes head*
Smallville
It’s a Small World After All
Clark had always said that size and price didn’t matter; Lex had always been determined to prove him wrong. Today, however, was about compromise, and Lex watched in amusement as Clark carefully held the world in his hands.
Water churned as Clark rolled the globe from side to side marveling at its heft and size, and only with Lex’s encouragement did he begin to seriously study the gift he’d been given.
Lex considered Clark as he shook the world carefully as though afraid it might shatter in his grasp, and beneath thick fingers cars careened from side to side and small buildings turned upside down. Tiny people knocked against fire hydrants and miniature cows spun with the force of nature. With the flick of a switch the sun disappeared, and it began to snow.
The look of wonder on Clark’s face told Lex everything he needed to know.
It had taken Lex longer than he would’ve liked, but eventually he'd found the perfect present waiting for him in his proverbial backyard. Obviously it had to be the proverbial backyard since the 63rd Floor of Lex Corp tower didn’t have a garden or even a small pool. It did have a very nice balcony though, one with extraordinarily high walls that allowed certain superheroes to come and go without every Jimmy Olsen and Lois Lane in the world trying to stake out his whereabouts.
However, Lex didn’t particularly want to think such acid-reflux-inducing thoughts on Christmas morning, especially considering that the in-laws were already on their way.
Instead, Lex concentrated on the twenty-something sprawled out next to him and buried waist high in wrapping paper. Clark seemed rather entranced by the present he held, and for once, Lex felt certain that this present properly conveyed his feelings.
“I told you I’d give you the world one day,” he said proudly.
Clark just smiled and went back to the snow globe replication of Smallville.
Lex pushed another small box through the mass of wrapping paper expectantly, but it took Clark several seconds to pull his attention away. “It’s got a farmhouse, too,” he said, his voice thick with wonder.
Lex shrugged. “If you’re going to do something, you should do it right.”
Clark lifted his gaze from the snow globe in his hand and looked from Lex back to the package he was presenting. He blinked and then smiled. “You got a Metropolis one, too?”
Lex frowned. “You’re supposed to open it, not X-ray it.”
Clark, at least, had the decency to look sheepish. “I was curious.”
“Why is that when you’re curious, it’s okay, but when *I’m* curious I suddenly have half the Justice League banging down my front door?”
“Because your reputation precedes you,” Clark smirked.
“I should be offended,” Lex griped.
“Anybody else might be, but I think you like it.”
“I like a lot of things,” Lex conceded.
Clark smiled and swirled the globe around to make the snow flurry.
“It’s pretty small,” he said eventually.
“Hence the name Small-ville,” Lex pointed out. “I give you the world and now you want to complain.”
Clark laughed at Lex’s attempts to look offended.
“I don’t need the world,” Clark said placing the globe next to him before crawling through the paper debris to Lex.
Lex’s further attempt at a sulk was marred by the smirk turning up at the corners of his mouth, and Clark leaned in closely enough to kiss him. “I’ve got you,” he said, warm breath ghosting over Lex’s lips. “You’ll do just fine.”
-end-
I’m off home now, but I’ll be back next week. Happy [insert your holiday of choice here]. I hope [insert deity or gift giver of choice] grants you everything you want.
Smallville
Clark had always said that size and price didn’t matter; Lex had always been determined to prove him wrong. Today, however, was about compromise, and Lex watched in amusement as Clark carefully held the world in his hands.
Water churned as Clark rolled the globe from side to side marveling at its heft and size, and only with Lex’s encouragement did he begin to seriously study the gift he’d been given.
Lex considered Clark as he shook the world carefully as though afraid it might shatter in his grasp, and beneath thick fingers cars careened from side to side and small buildings turned upside down. Tiny people knocked against fire hydrants and miniature cows spun with the force of nature. With the flick of a switch the sun disappeared, and it began to snow.
The look of wonder on Clark’s face told Lex everything he needed to know.
It had taken Lex longer than he would’ve liked, but eventually he'd found the perfect present waiting for him in his proverbial backyard. Obviously it had to be the proverbial backyard since the 63rd Floor of Lex Corp tower didn’t have a garden or even a small pool. It did have a very nice balcony though, one with extraordinarily high walls that allowed certain superheroes to come and go without every Jimmy Olsen and Lois Lane in the world trying to stake out his whereabouts.
However, Lex didn’t particularly want to think such acid-reflux-inducing thoughts on Christmas morning, especially considering that the in-laws were already on their way.
Instead, Lex concentrated on the twenty-something sprawled out next to him and buried waist high in wrapping paper. Clark seemed rather entranced by the present he held, and for once, Lex felt certain that this present properly conveyed his feelings.
“I told you I’d give you the world one day,” he said proudly.
Clark just smiled and went back to the snow globe replication of Smallville.
Lex pushed another small box through the mass of wrapping paper expectantly, but it took Clark several seconds to pull his attention away. “It’s got a farmhouse, too,” he said, his voice thick with wonder.
Lex shrugged. “If you’re going to do something, you should do it right.”
Clark lifted his gaze from the snow globe in his hand and looked from Lex back to the package he was presenting. He blinked and then smiled. “You got a Metropolis one, too?”
Lex frowned. “You’re supposed to open it, not X-ray it.”
Clark, at least, had the decency to look sheepish. “I was curious.”
“Why is that when you’re curious, it’s okay, but when *I’m* curious I suddenly have half the Justice League banging down my front door?”
“Because your reputation precedes you,” Clark smirked.
“I should be offended,” Lex griped.
“Anybody else might be, but I think you like it.”
“I like a lot of things,” Lex conceded.
Clark smiled and swirled the globe around to make the snow flurry.
“It’s pretty small,” he said eventually.
“Hence the name Small-ville,” Lex pointed out. “I give you the world and now you want to complain.”
Clark laughed at Lex’s attempts to look offended.
“I don’t need the world,” Clark said placing the globe next to him before crawling through the paper debris to Lex.
Lex’s further attempt at a sulk was marred by the smirk turning up at the corners of his mouth, and Clark leaned in closely enough to kiss him. “I’ve got you,” he said, warm breath ghosting over Lex’s lips. “You’ll do just fine.”
-end-
I’m off home now, but I’ll be back next week. Happy [insert your holiday of choice here]. I hope [insert deity or gift giver of choice] grants you everything you want.
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