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ethrosdemon and I are deconstructing HP bit by bit. also, going back and forth between SV and HP is harder than i thought. i need to practice.


Six Days
Notes: andariell can chalk this up to Clark-practice and rosenho can consider it warm up for her story (whenever it decides to make itself known). for the record, this story doesn't make sense to me either.





Title: Six Days
Summary: Brain food.


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Somewhere in between the ham and the mustard, Clark has the sort of realization that has nothing to do with the sandwich he’s making. He has iceberg lettuce and Swiss cheese and mayo, but there’s something missing and if he were anybody else, this epiphany would’ve cost him at least one finger.

He’s never been that quick on the uptake, but better late than never.

It hits him by surprise, inasmuch as anything ever can take him by surprise, and he’s kind of glad that his mom is out doing her gardening. He doesn’t think he’d be able to explain to her why the Grey Poupon made him flush. Even if he fobbed it off, he’s still not sure he can explain it all to himself. God only knows what he'd tell anybody else. Perhaps it’s just hunger pains causing delirium and it’s nothing a big Sunday meal can’t fix.

Not that there’s anything *to* fix.

The last time he saw Lex was on Saturday.


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When he’s at school, Clark likes to eat his dessert first. Twinkies, then the apple and pear, then the roast beef sandwich, and then the chicken. His mom wouldn’t approve, but she’s not there and it’s not as though he’s not eating at all.

Clark knows he has a healthy appetite; it’s all anyone ever says to him unless they’re mentioning how big he’s gotten. He’s not that big. Not in relation to those guys in the NBA at any rate. If worst came to worst he could probably get into the NBA or something to save the farm. He’d do anything for his parents. He’d do anything for his friends.

“Hey, Garbage Disposal Boy, do you want my pudding?”

“What kind is it?”

“Does that even matter? I doubt there’s a pudding out there that you won’t eat.”

“As long as it doesn’t have crunchy green pieces.”

Clark likes chocolate pudding the best, but vanilla’s not bad. He wonders if Lex has ever tried pudding. Clark thinks he’s missing out.

Lex has a plant inspection on Tuesday; Clark will take him a delivery on Wednesday.


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The sunflowers aren’t for Lex to eat - which is pretty obvious to everyone else - but Clark still feels the need to tell Lex that when he drops off this week's zucchini. Clark’s mom makes this great zucchini bread, and maybe she’ll teach Clark to make it if he promises not to break any bowls this time.

Clark had thought about bringing Lex something else, but his mom would kill him if he made off with any of her prize-winning tulips; and Clark really doesn’t see Lex as a tulip kind of guy. Besides, tulips remind Clark of Victoria and he doesn’t want any sort of nasty word association happening in Lex’s head. Skanky ho.

Clark will have to thank Pete for expanding his vocabulary at some point.

There’s a hitch in Lex’s voice when he tells Clark that his cook is probably going to make fried zucchini tonight, and Clark isn’t sure why. He’ll stay to dinner if Lex invites him, even if he has to incur the wrath of his dad.

He thinks he'll tell Lex how he feels on Thursday.


*


Clark brings Lex an apple pie that was earmarked for the Talon. He’ll pay Lana for it later, afterwards; he’ll either need it for celebration or consolation.

His timing lands him at the front door thirty-eight seconds before Lex rolls through the gates in his newest Boxster. As he stands at the door of the castle with a pint of vanilla ice cream in one hand and the pie in the other, Clark tries to remember what makes *this* day so important. Apart from the fact that he’s about to declare his salacious intentions to his best friend, Clark can’t quite remember why he had to tell Lex today of all days; but when Lex steps out the car with his shined shoes and his quirky mouth Clark really doesn’t care. His dad would say something about procrastination stealing Clark’s brain, but Clark would say six days of waiting is more than enough.

Comments

[lexcorp-hope.livejournal.com]

I think this is lovely, baby! It's got a sweet tension to it, and a pretty, whimsical approach to working up the nerve to unburden a romantic secret. And me? I love food with my romance, so this is just absolutely perfect!

celebrate hope week!

[hackthis.livejournal.com]

i would gush, but i think you've probably met your quota today so i'll just say yay!

[poisoninjest.livejournal.com]

Christ. First you made chess sexy, now you've made zucchini romantic.

You rock. :o)

[hackthis.livejournal.com]

Christ. First you made chess sexy, now you've made zucchini romantic.

LOL. I work hard to take the unexpected angle, romantic zucchini is sorted out. what shall i tackle next?

[poisoninjest.livejournal.com]

Tragic penguins? Hell, I don't know. ;o)

[cyclogenesis.livejournal.com]

Oh! I was all, no, I couldn't possibly adore Zahra more, but somehow it keeps happening.

Love this so much! The detail and Clark's epiphany and all the fantastic little bits like this one:

Besides, tulips remind Clark of Victoria and he doesn’t want any sort of nasty word association happening in Lex’s head. Skanky ho.

Clark will have to thank Pete for expanding his vocabulary at some point.

...can't speak. Too busy laughing my ass off.

And that last paragraph? It made go "eee!" in a very girly manner, out loud, and my roommates asked me what I was on about. Because, yes. Eee! So perfect and precious and Clark! Woobie little Clark about to tell all over apple pie. It's just wonderful, and I love it. Yes.

[hackthis.livejournal.com]

i heart you, you know this. i tell you this all the time, but really i do. i have to go beta that H/D fic that kass wrote for you now.

[fleegull.livejournal.com]

I had a sneaking suspicion that CLark would use food as a substitute for his feelings for Lex. It's fitting that he would use it as a means to finally unburden himself to Lex as well.

[hackthis.livejournal.com]

I had a sneaking suspicion that CLark would use food as a substitute for his feelings for Lex.

It would certainly explain a lot wouldn't it?

Mwah!

[happyminion.livejournal.com]

I love you, and I don't think you get worshipped NEARLY enough by this greedy fandom, but may I just kiss your little toes for this? I read it, then when I realized what was going on, I went back and read it all again. It's gorgeous on *repeated* readings.

*happy sigh*

I've missed your SV pieces, baby girl.

Re: Mwah!

[hackthis.livejournal.com]

It's gorgeous on *repeated* readings.

okay. i admit it, i got all giggly and happy when you said you liked it. i admit it. there shall be more i suspect.

Re: Mwah!

[happyminion.livejournal.com]

*shrieks*

Ignore me while I do the happy dance!

it's sad when your own mum is a bad influence

[hackthis.livejournal.com]

so, i'm sitting here trying to get lex and clark to behave - they're a bit wigged with all the wizarding happening lately - and what comes on the radio but friggin cristopher cross' 'sailing' and immediately i think of you. 80's schmaltz! oh. no. back evil plot bunny.

Re: it's sad when your own mum is a bad influence

[happyminion.livejournal.com]

Give in to the evil plot bunny!

Let the schmoop take you away!

*cackles*

That song NEVER goes away once it starts in your head, you know...

Re: it's sad when your own mum is a bad influence

[hackthis.livejournal.com]

i *never* would've *EVER* gone there if you hadn't had that whole bath thing happening. christ. roll out the schmoop patrol. we're going, um, fishing. :::blinks::: well, we could go finshing. okay, all the voices in my head need to shut up.

[andariell.livejournal.com]

andariell can chalk this up to Clark-practice...

And lovely practice it is, doll *wallows*

Missed reading this last night with the onset of Headache From Hell. Glad I waited, because this was something to be appreciated pain-free.

Clark would say six days of waiting is more than enough.

*happy sigh*

Exquisite, babe. This reads so like stream-of-consciousness (well, without the usual lack of punctuation headaches *wink*) that I was drawn in from word one. Wendi is absolutely right about the re-reading. This is really lovely. So thrilled that your SV muse has returned! *hugs*

back, evil headaches!

[hackthis.livejournal.com]

my poor andy, i'm sorry you got a headache, but you know, i really glad that you like the story. i realize i've missed writing in SV, i see though that *you* have written something new. i must run off and partake!

[barely-bean.livejournal.com]

Aw..Zahra. This just rocks. You can't leave this fandom...you're too good and we would sorely miss you.

Besides, tulips remind Clark of Victoria and he doesn’t want any sort of nasty word association happening in Lex’s head. Skanky ho.

Clark will have to thank Pete for expanding his vocabulary at some point

Yay Pete. Pete rocks. There needs to be more Pete fic.

Skanky ho indeed.

[hackthis.livejournal.com]

aw, thank you so much. i agree with you a) more pete fic! and b) skanky ho indeed!

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

See, dude, this is why you can't defect *totally* to HP and just abandon us. I mean, we need you! Do you want me to make a sad face? With puppy dog eyes?

Look at this! I've said it before, and I'll say it again: gar, you write pretty. It's all sweet, and subtle, and satisfying, and good, and ... so on. Lovely.

[hackthis.livejournal.com]

this from the queen of the vignette pieces that suck my brain? yay! also, you know, stop missing lecture - those are important, so i hear. *vbg*

sigh

[ethrosdemon.livejournal.com]

This is the 1st SV fic I have read in, wow how long...maybe months.

You suck. This is so good.

When the new season starts, I guess I will be sucked back in too. For now I will just randomly read what you put up here. It's strange to see fic of yours that I didn't beta. It reminds me that you love me and don't foist SV on me.

Re: sigh

[hackthis.livejournal.com]

It's strange to see fic of yours that I didn't beta. It reminds me that you love me and don't foist SV on me.

yes, well, if i didn't think you'd put the leg locker curse on me or make me belch slugs for three days, i'd probably ask you beta SV, but it's okay. obviously i adore you a great deal. don't run over any poor animals.

[tresca.livejournal.com]

Clark brings Lex an apple pie that was earmarked for the Talon. He’ll pay Lana for it later, afterwards; he’ll either need it for celebration or consolation.

Awwww. this is so perfectly clark! Yay! Thank you!

I want to see the follow-up. They've gotta eat that ice cream and pie somehow... ;)

[hackthis.livejournal.com]

i'm so glad you liked the story. can't you just see clark waving the spoon in front of lex's face trying to feed him?

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[tresca.livejournal.com]

I can! And he makes a mess on purpose just so he can lick the ice cream off himself ;)

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[hackthis.livejournal.com]

funny you mention that. look at today's story.

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[tresca.livejournal.com]

*running off to look* :-D