It's all about Lucas
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hackthis_archiveI'm having a Star Wars/Smallville moment:
Yoda: [his last words] Luke, there... is... another... Sky...walker.
Replace Skywalker with Luthor, and voila. I crack myself up.
Smallville
One Thousand Miles
i. Metropolis (Take 1)
He was going to have a family all his own. Finally.
That's what the social worker said, and at five Lucas didn't know what relief was, but he
knew he felt something. Something nice, because the Harts were good people, and he
liked their little girl, Amy. She liked playing in the mud just like him, and she didn't mind
when he was loud with his trucks.
Lucas liked the big red fire truck with the white ladder, and he liked the Hart's dog, Rudy.
Most importantly, someone wanted to keep him, and Lucas was going to get to stay in
the room with the yellow walls and the army men.
It would be nice, and then next year he would go to the big, brick school down the street
and play with the other kids. They were big kids, and sometimes Lucas saw them
walking by the window in the living room.
Lucas was excited. The Harts claimed they were excited too. The night before the
paperwork was supposed to be finalized, the Harts had a huge party with balloons and a
magician for Lucas. The magician did all sorts of card tricks, and Lucas was fascinated.
That night he dreamt of pulling cards out of his ears.
The following morning the adoption fell through.
The Harts were crushed; Lucas even more so.
ii. Coast City
Old man Dockens was blind, with a bum knee, and yet, the social services people had
been placing kids with him for over forty years. It should have been a lawsuit waiting to
happen, but no one ever complained. He kept a house on the beach with a wrap-around
rickety porch, and a huge swing that was continually being repaired by kids that used to
live with him.
Once upon a time Mr. Dockens was married to a Spanish woman named, Marie, and her
picture was all over the house.
It gave Lucas the creeps.
He was eight when he was sent to live with Mr. Dockens in Coast City, and Lucas
became one of six other kids already staying there. Two days after Lucas arrived, he
got a roommate, a ten year-old boy named Ronnie whose mom had been a crackhead in
Gotham.
Ronnie said this as though 'crackhead' was the name of a band, and he showed up with
a ratty stuffed bear named Henry and the clothes on his back. Ronnie made noises
when he slept, and on his first night he screamed the house down. Lucas had no idea
what the fuck to do, and nearly peed himself until Mr. Dockens came clattering into the
room a lot faster than any blind man should be able to move.
Mr. Dockens was always a lot faster than anyone gave him credit for.
He used to regularly whap Lucas across the knuckles with his cane when Lucas tried to
lift butterscotch candy from the dish before dinner. Mr. Dockens used to say that Lucas
breathed too loud, and that's how he always caught him out. Of course he would tell
Lucas this in the middle of doing something else, like braiding Nina's hair or reading
Shakespeare from the Braille complete works.
Mr. Dockens also bought Lucas his first deck of cards.
In the summer they sat on the porch of the house, and Lucas would play Solitaire while
reciting Hamlet back to Mr. Dockens.
iii. Metropolis (Take 2)
On his twelfth birthday, Lucas met his father for the first time.
The man said his name was Mr. Gabriel, and he took Lucas out to dinner and gave him
a whole series of comic books.
Lucas had never been into Warrior Angel.
He never asked his father why he didn't come to see him before. He had always
assumed his parents were dead. Or maybe that was just wishful thinking.
It didn't change right away.
iv. Metropolis (Take 3)
The Scotts didn't want to adopt Lucas; they just wanted the check that came along with
having another body in their apartment.
They already had two other boys.
By thirteen, Lucas was skipping school on a regular basis, but he still managed to pull in
spectacular grades. Not that the Scotts were impressed. Lucas' teachers didn't know
how he did it, and not a few thought he might have cheated. It didn't matter much to
Lucas as long as they didn't mess with his ability to play basketball.
He was the youngest member of the junior varsity team at his middle school. Point
guard at that.
Lucas used to practice religiously in the mornings before school, and in the afternoon,
after practice, on the court down the block from the apartment complex.
Anything not to be in the house with Mrs. Scott.
She used to sit in the living room all day long, chain-smoking and flicking her press-on
nails at anyone who dared to pass between her and her QVC programming.
She left long scratches on Lucas's arm the one time he tried to watch cartoons on
Saturday morning.
v. Gotham
At fourteen, Lucas started running his first profitable card scam right outside the
apartment building where he lived. The Garrens were never home anyway, and when
they were, they were too busy fighting with each other to pay attention to what he did.
Not that Lucas really cared.
As long as their domestic unhappiness didn't interrupt *his* schedule, they could abuse
each other as much as they liked.
In addition to the card scam, Lucas regularly played craps down by the docks and went
clubbing in Dice Alley. His particular haunt of choice was an Irish pub called The Fox
and Grapes, and it was there that he met Mickey Allen.
Mickey was only three years older than Lucas, but between his buzz-cut red hair and the
piercing in his ear, he might have been twice as old for all Lucas knew. Mickey
introduced him to Sammy, and Sammy turned him on to the backroom card games that
ran twice weekly in the kitchen. They were just for fun, but Lucas knew an in where he
saw one.
Two days before his fifteenth birthday, Lucas got drunk for the first time. With Mickey.
Some things occurred that Lucas may or may not remember, but he woke up the
following morning with a tattoo on his right arm. And as he puttered around Mickey's
squalid little basement flat, he opened up the Gotham newspaper and found out that Mr.
Gabriel was also known as Lionel Luthor.
vi. Metropolis (Take 4)
Lucas crashed at Ronnie's place the summer before his sixteenth birthday.
They spent their days sitting on the sofa, eating Corn Pops out the box, and scamming
free porn from the cable box next door.
At night they hit the bars and the card games. It was more than enough to make a living,
and yet one night Lucas rolled a drunken frat boy for his leather coat. The jacket
reminded Lucas of some 50's star that one of his foster mom's had had a crush on, and
it was on that same night that Lucas met Ella, a friend of Ronnie's.
She was the first girl Lucas ever really liked.
In the end, however, he just happened to like Ronnie more.
vii. Edge City
Lucas graduated from Edge City High School six weeks shy of his eighteenth birthday
with a 3.75 grade point average.
It took his foster family, the Richmonds, by surprise. Not Lucas though. His only
problem was that he had never been promoted to first string on the varsity basketball
team, but the coach said he was too undependable. Coach had said that he never knew
if Lucas was going to come to school, let alone to practice.
Plus, it didn't help that Lucas had been suspended for running a craps game in the boys
bathroom.
In the end though, it didn't really matter.
Once Lucas had that cheap piece of paper, he made a plan to get out of Dodge. Except
that Lucas met Dirk two days after graduation when Lucas was downtown looking at new
treads for his motorcycle, another perk of the good life in Gotham.
Dirk was a bit too domestic for Lucas' tastes, but he had a big apartment, and he knew
where all the card games took place. Plus, he made his interest rather obvious, so
Lucas left the Richmonds and moved in.
It was only temporary though. When he got enough money together, Lucas planned on
visiting his father and perhaps settling down.
-finis-
Dedicated to the lovely![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
happyminion who insisted that the only way for me to get to know Lucas was to write about him. The suckage is all mine though, as we’re still getting ‘acquainted.’
I’d like to say up front that Lucas/Pete is my new drug of choice, but I’m still wondering where all the post-Prodigal Lex/Clark porn is. What’s the hold up, people? Also, the wave of the future is *double dating*. I swear to… to the MB. Lex/Clark and Lucas/Pete. Someone. PLEASE?
Yoda: [his last words] Luke, there... is... another... Sky...walker.
Replace Skywalker with Luthor, and voila. I crack myself up.
Smallville
One Thousand Miles
i. Metropolis (Take 1)
He was going to have a family all his own. Finally.
That's what the social worker said, and at five Lucas didn't know what relief was, but he
knew he felt something. Something nice, because the Harts were good people, and he
liked their little girl, Amy. She liked playing in the mud just like him, and she didn't mind
when he was loud with his trucks.
Lucas liked the big red fire truck with the white ladder, and he liked the Hart's dog, Rudy.
Most importantly, someone wanted to keep him, and Lucas was going to get to stay in
the room with the yellow walls and the army men.
It would be nice, and then next year he would go to the big, brick school down the street
and play with the other kids. They were big kids, and sometimes Lucas saw them
walking by the window in the living room.
Lucas was excited. The Harts claimed they were excited too. The night before the
paperwork was supposed to be finalized, the Harts had a huge party with balloons and a
magician for Lucas. The magician did all sorts of card tricks, and Lucas was fascinated.
That night he dreamt of pulling cards out of his ears.
The following morning the adoption fell through.
The Harts were crushed; Lucas even more so.
ii. Coast City
Old man Dockens was blind, with a bum knee, and yet, the social services people had
been placing kids with him for over forty years. It should have been a lawsuit waiting to
happen, but no one ever complained. He kept a house on the beach with a wrap-around
rickety porch, and a huge swing that was continually being repaired by kids that used to
live with him.
Once upon a time Mr. Dockens was married to a Spanish woman named, Marie, and her
picture was all over the house.
It gave Lucas the creeps.
He was eight when he was sent to live with Mr. Dockens in Coast City, and Lucas
became one of six other kids already staying there. Two days after Lucas arrived, he
got a roommate, a ten year-old boy named Ronnie whose mom had been a crackhead in
Gotham.
Ronnie said this as though 'crackhead' was the name of a band, and he showed up with
a ratty stuffed bear named Henry and the clothes on his back. Ronnie made noises
when he slept, and on his first night he screamed the house down. Lucas had no idea
what the fuck to do, and nearly peed himself until Mr. Dockens came clattering into the
room a lot faster than any blind man should be able to move.
Mr. Dockens was always a lot faster than anyone gave him credit for.
He used to regularly whap Lucas across the knuckles with his cane when Lucas tried to
lift butterscotch candy from the dish before dinner. Mr. Dockens used to say that Lucas
breathed too loud, and that's how he always caught him out. Of course he would tell
Lucas this in the middle of doing something else, like braiding Nina's hair or reading
Shakespeare from the Braille complete works.
Mr. Dockens also bought Lucas his first deck of cards.
In the summer they sat on the porch of the house, and Lucas would play Solitaire while
reciting Hamlet back to Mr. Dockens.
iii. Metropolis (Take 2)
On his twelfth birthday, Lucas met his father for the first time.
The man said his name was Mr. Gabriel, and he took Lucas out to dinner and gave him
a whole series of comic books.
Lucas had never been into Warrior Angel.
He never asked his father why he didn't come to see him before. He had always
assumed his parents were dead. Or maybe that was just wishful thinking.
It didn't change right away.
iv. Metropolis (Take 3)
The Scotts didn't want to adopt Lucas; they just wanted the check that came along with
having another body in their apartment.
They already had two other boys.
By thirteen, Lucas was skipping school on a regular basis, but he still managed to pull in
spectacular grades. Not that the Scotts were impressed. Lucas' teachers didn't know
how he did it, and not a few thought he might have cheated. It didn't matter much to
Lucas as long as they didn't mess with his ability to play basketball.
He was the youngest member of the junior varsity team at his middle school. Point
guard at that.
Lucas used to practice religiously in the mornings before school, and in the afternoon,
after practice, on the court down the block from the apartment complex.
Anything not to be in the house with Mrs. Scott.
She used to sit in the living room all day long, chain-smoking and flicking her press-on
nails at anyone who dared to pass between her and her QVC programming.
She left long scratches on Lucas's arm the one time he tried to watch cartoons on
Saturday morning.
v. Gotham
At fourteen, Lucas started running his first profitable card scam right outside the
apartment building where he lived. The Garrens were never home anyway, and when
they were, they were too busy fighting with each other to pay attention to what he did.
Not that Lucas really cared.
As long as their domestic unhappiness didn't interrupt *his* schedule, they could abuse
each other as much as they liked.
In addition to the card scam, Lucas regularly played craps down by the docks and went
clubbing in Dice Alley. His particular haunt of choice was an Irish pub called The Fox
and Grapes, and it was there that he met Mickey Allen.
Mickey was only three years older than Lucas, but between his buzz-cut red hair and the
piercing in his ear, he might have been twice as old for all Lucas knew. Mickey
introduced him to Sammy, and Sammy turned him on to the backroom card games that
ran twice weekly in the kitchen. They were just for fun, but Lucas knew an in where he
saw one.
Two days before his fifteenth birthday, Lucas got drunk for the first time. With Mickey.
Some things occurred that Lucas may or may not remember, but he woke up the
following morning with a tattoo on his right arm. And as he puttered around Mickey's
squalid little basement flat, he opened up the Gotham newspaper and found out that Mr.
Gabriel was also known as Lionel Luthor.
vi. Metropolis (Take 4)
Lucas crashed at Ronnie's place the summer before his sixteenth birthday.
They spent their days sitting on the sofa, eating Corn Pops out the box, and scamming
free porn from the cable box next door.
At night they hit the bars and the card games. It was more than enough to make a living,
and yet one night Lucas rolled a drunken frat boy for his leather coat. The jacket
reminded Lucas of some 50's star that one of his foster mom's had had a crush on, and
it was on that same night that Lucas met Ella, a friend of Ronnie's.
She was the first girl Lucas ever really liked.
In the end, however, he just happened to like Ronnie more.
vii. Edge City
Lucas graduated from Edge City High School six weeks shy of his eighteenth birthday
with a 3.75 grade point average.
It took his foster family, the Richmonds, by surprise. Not Lucas though. His only
problem was that he had never been promoted to first string on the varsity basketball
team, but the coach said he was too undependable. Coach had said that he never knew
if Lucas was going to come to school, let alone to practice.
Plus, it didn't help that Lucas had been suspended for running a craps game in the boys
bathroom.
In the end though, it didn't really matter.
Once Lucas had that cheap piece of paper, he made a plan to get out of Dodge. Except
that Lucas met Dirk two days after graduation when Lucas was downtown looking at new
treads for his motorcycle, another perk of the good life in Gotham.
Dirk was a bit too domestic for Lucas' tastes, but he had a big apartment, and he knew
where all the card games took place. Plus, he made his interest rather obvious, so
Lucas left the Richmonds and moved in.
It was only temporary though. When he got enough money together, Lucas planned on
visiting his father and perhaps settling down.
-finis-
Dedicated to the lovely
happyminion who insisted that the only way for me to get to know Lucas was to write about him. The suckage is all mine though, as we’re still getting ‘acquainted.’ I’d like to say up front that Lucas/Pete is my new drug of choice, but I’m still wondering where all the post-Prodigal Lex/Clark porn is. What’s the hold up, people? Also, the wave of the future is *double dating*. I swear to… to the MB. Lex/Clark and Lucas/Pete. Someone. PLEASE?
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Date: 2003-02-13 12:56 pm (UTC)To me this is practically a OMC, I have no idea who this guy is, but I sense a certain cynicism and opportunistic sharpness. I can see why he might appeal as a match for Pete. I thought it was good.
Cool. :)
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Date: 2003-02-13 02:23 pm (UTC)To me this is practically a OMC, I have no idea who this guy is, but I sense a certain cynicism and opportunistic sharpness. I can see why he might appeal as a match for Pete. I thought it was good.
I have no idea what OMC is, but if this didn't completely alienate you from seeing the episode then I am very happy. :)
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Date: 2003-02-13 12:59 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-02-13 02:24 pm (UTC)You know, I bet he'll get a lot of practice where ever he is right now. *g* I was too obsessed with seeing if he was left handed. He's not. Shame that.
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Date: 2003-02-13 01:01 pm (UTC)>I’d like to say up front that Lucas/Pete is my new drug of choice, but I’m still wondering where all the post-Prodigal Lex/Clark porn is. What’s the hold up, people? Also, the wave of the future is *double dating*. I swear to… to the MB. Lex/Clark and Lucas/Pete. Someone. PLEASE?<
I was wondering that myself! I mean, while I want some Lucas/Pete more than Prodigal!CLex at the moment (*shock*, I know!), I was expecting to have seen *some* Prodigal!CLex by now. I've seen exactly one story on the SSA so far. Maybe everybody is still too busy squeeing over the ep to write? I dunno, I just wanna see a CLex/Pucas double date soon! ^_-
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Date: 2003-02-13 02:26 pm (UTC)I adore your icon. That's exactly what I'm talking about.
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Date: 2003-02-13 02:27 pm (UTC)Where? All *I* see is a very sharp insight into what this boy's life was like to get him to the very, very screwed up place he's in now.
I knew you'd like Lucas the first I heard of him. Dysfunction's your thing, after all. *g*
This was very interesting. I like your Lucas and I hope we see more of him. I'm very impressed that you've magaed to build such a solid, sensical interpretation in such a short time.
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Date: 2003-02-13 02:51 pm (UTC)Where? All *I* see is a very sharp insight into what this boy's life was like to get him to the very, very screwed up place he's in now.
I said suckage, not the vortex of suck. That's Lana. I don't write her you know. Okay, but only under extreme duress. *vbg*
I knew you'd like Lucas the first I heard of him. Dysfunction's your thing, after all. *g*
This was very interesting. I like your Lucas and I hope we see more of him. I'm very impressed that you've magaed to build such a solid, sensical interpretation in such a short time.
I went completely spoiler-free so when Lucas came blazing across the screen in, well, a blaze of glory, I was completely besotted. I re-watched the episode last night and took mental *notes*. I haven't done that since like, season one at the very least. Of course, I was also writing recaps, but dude. It was that good. I want more, damnit! More now! ah hem. yes. well. glad you liked it. *g*
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Date: 2003-02-13 02:42 pm (UTC)And where is all the post-Prodigal Clex porn? I don't know. I mean, sleepovers, yo. Showering. Sweaty Lex. This ep was like
"Dear slashers,
Have at it.
Love, Millar and Gough"
But no one's having at it. I'm confused, and also possibly interested in a Luthorcesty threesome. ::thinks::
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Date: 2003-02-13 02:54 pm (UTC)You too? I have never been down with the Luthorcest, but um, that was pre-Lucas. Now I have to re-write my proviso. I see this cos yeah. When are you going to write some SV? When are you doing to write *this*?
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Date: 2003-02-13 04:50 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-02-14 06:29 am (UTC)all i see is lucas=daredevil-type. alternate title-- 'how i will grow up to be a bad ass that saves my town' by Lucas Luthor.
examples--the blind guy he stays with (and the cane)
the cards thing (more of the villan in Dd)
the slashy vibe (v. daredevil/bullseye)
Okay so not so many, but this story just makes me relive the movie and that is a v. good thing.
plus the everwood shout-out. makes me v. smiley.
rm
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Date: 2003-02-14 03:51 pm (UTC)do you know it took me an hour to figure out what you were talking about, and then *wham*. that was completely unconscious, excuse me while i go die laughing.
*bg*
Date: 2003-02-18 11:02 am (UTC)