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hackthis_archive) wrote2002-06-27 03:05 pm
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oh. this is gonna be funnnnnnn.
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Beautiful is a hackneyed word. People use it, abuse it and apply it to the wrong things. They toss ‘beautiful’ about and grant its innate power to objects that are really only attractive or passable. Perhaps that’s why Lex doesn’t apply the word to much in his life. He prefers to use other adjectives when something is surrounded by that sort of aesthetically pleasing quality.
Breath-taking is better. Gorgeous is a tad plebian, but resplendent. Resplendent isn’t bad, neither is brilliant or magnificent. And then there’s exquisite: a word that Lex reserves for new cars, Clark Kent, and occasionally a supermodel or two. If Lex had ever known that it would be this easy to get all three things in the same room, he would’ve arranged his own car show months ago.
All that shine and gloss and… flannel in one place. It’s almost too good to be believed, but Lex believes.
Lex believes in himself. Lex believes in power and strength and… he believes he’s going to buy a new Aston Martin Vanquish.
“Lex?”
A flash before Lex’s eyes, and something is obstructing his view of his new love.
“Lex?” It takes Lex a minute to realize that he’s supposed to talk to someone, but wow. There’s nothing wrong with being a car collector. A car aficionado.
A car whore.
“Isn’t it the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen, Clark?’
“Um, well, it’s nice, if you like your cars fast and sleek with V-12 engines and wrapped in leather.” There’s a pause where Lex almost takes his eyes away from the car long enough to look at Clark. But he can see Clark on the ride back to Smallville.
“Yeah.” Lex is not sighing, really.
“I don’t know if I’d call it beautiful, though. The grille is a bit funny looking. ”
“It’s precise. It blends in with the color, don’t talk badly about a car you’re going to want a ride in.”
“I never said I was going to ask for a ride in it.” Just like Clark’s never said he wants to ride Lex either, but he will. In time. Lex would bet his un-purchased Aston Martin on it.
“It goes zero to sixty in 4.40.”
“Oh, well, *yeah*.”
“That’s what I thought, farmboy. Wait. Did you say it was *nice*?” No one insults Lex’s cars, or future cars, either. “The VW Beetle is *nice*, Clark. It’s cute. If you want a nice car go get a Ford. This car is not nice. This car is fucking…” This car *is* fucking. This car is a quarter of a million dollars worth of fucking.
Maybe if Lex gave Clark the car…
“There’s nothing wrong with Ford.”
“They make trucks.”
“What’s wrong with trucks?”
“I have one collecting dust in my garage. It does nothing for me, but if you’re really so keen…”
“I didn’t mean that. I was just saying that there’s nothing wrong with a Ford car or truck.”
“They’re American.”
“And what’s wrong with being American made?”
“They’re made in *America*, Clark.”
“You’re so unpatriotic, Lex.”
“When it comes to cars you better believe it. Look what happened with Firestone.”
“Not all things made in America blow up on the road.”
“No, sometimes they drop large amounts of twine in the middle of road to eliminate the competition instead.”
TBC most definitely.
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Oh man...that is what I thought when I saw that car. I'm trying as hard as Lex (heh heh) to come up with adequate adjectives and yes..."nice" just ain't the right word.
I heart you, I worship you, I'm going to drink a beer in your honor tonight. *raises glass* To Z and the car show fic! I think I'm going to faint...is there a nice leather interior, fully equipped, v12 to fall into?
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to my sister car whore. i feel you. hmmm. maybe we should use a lotus too. notice how i had to change my icon to keep with the theme *g*
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Hm, the Lotus...I see possibility there. I see Clark and Lex arguing the whole US versus the world when it comes to cars. You could totally go beyond the Fords and the Chevys. And you know Lex would win the argument.
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*snerk* I think I hurt something.
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It's clear that Clark is an alien *and* raised by Jonathan Kent. The combination is too much to overcome, otherwise he'd be smitten too. The boy's not right!
Lex's musings on belief remind me of a motto of mine: "Everybody should have something to believe in. I believe I'll have another piece of cake." Cars are obviously Lex's cake. And as there have been ... well, not deaths, but a few maimings when idiots have gotten between me and my love, I'm impressed with his level of self-control when Clark gets between him and his.
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sadly there will be no fucking in this fic, but i will make ever effort to have as much gratuitous car whoring as possible to make up for that. *g*
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(We do, of course, but I think you can apply for dispensation on a case by case basis.)
Boys and Their Toys
Er, well, you know. Nudity.
*g*
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That is all.
*sighs happily*
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Ack... if you're too old then what does that say about me? *g*
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Ah, sexy car, bantering boys, it makes me happy. Can't wait to read more.
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Call me helpful plot bunny provider :)
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Must be why Lex likes Clark. Can't get much further than Krypton... and why do I suddenly feel like a geek? Next I'll be droping references to the standard speed of warp drives between the different 'Enterprises'. 'Krypton'... it's just one of those words. This will probably make no sense to you. What should make sense is that I love the flow of this fic. Three pages in thirty? You rock.
I know nothing about cars, but I know what I like. I want me a 'fucking' car. Then I could be happy that at least something I'm connected to is getting some.