Sidekick
Disclaimer: "Smallville" isn't mine. Everything you've seen on the show is the WB's. All the other characters are mine. Thanks a bunch, and don't sue me. P.S. Tina Greer is the girl on "Smallville" who could shape shift from the "X-Ray" episode.
Clark dreamed quite peacefully. He sighed to himself. The dream he was having right now he'd had for a few nights now. He walked through Lana's stable, waiting for her to show up.
Suddenly Lana appeared, dressed in the smallest, most vibrantly red bikini known to man. She smiled seductively. " Hello, Clark," she purred.
He grinned and walked over to her. Suddenly they were kissing more passionately than Clark had ever kissed someone…
" Ew," a disgusted voice remarked. " This is nasty."
Clark pulled away and suddenly Lana disappeared. A girl leaned against the wall. She had short golden brown hair cut like Chloe's and dreamy hazel eyes with flecks of gold. On her face was a couple of zits and she wore dark blue glasses.
" You have a nasty mind, my friend," she shook her head.
" Who the hell are you?" Clark demanded.
She looked upset. " We don't have to curse, my friend. I'm just here to warn you."
" About what?"
" Tina Greer."
" What about her?"
" She's coming for Lana- and you. She wants her revenge."
Clark sighed. " This is just a dream. I want to wake up!" he shouted.
The girl shrugged. " Hey, you're the one who's going to be p'o'd when Tina tries to kill Lana." The dream ended. Clark woke with a start.
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" Hey Clark," Pete greeted him friendly at school. "You look tired."
" I didn't get much sleep," he admitted.
" Did you see this morning's paper?" Chloe asked. She shoved a paper under his nose that read, Teenage Fugitive Escapes from Metropolis Jail. Clark's eyes widened.
Dreams do come true, he thought wittily and bitterly.
" Has Lana heard?" Clark wanted to know. Chloe shook her head.
" She's home sick with the flu, remember?"
" I think I'll go call her," Clark said, walking slowly behind the school. Seeing no one, he started off his super speed, running straight to Lana's.
He knocked on her front door. " Come in!" a normally sweet voice croaked.
Clark came in slowly. Lana lay sprawled out on the couch in pj's, a thermometer in her mouth. She whipped it out and smiled. " Hey Clark! What're you doing here?"
" Just coming to say 'hi'," he answered, sitting on the couch. She frowned.
" Don't get too close," she warned. " You'll get sick."
He smiled weakly. " Oh, there's little chance of that," he joked. Lana's face grew serious. " What is it?"
Clark looked at his hands. He couldn't look at her. " Tina Greer. She's escaped from jail." Lana went pale, from something besides sickness.
" Oh no," she said. She sounded…not all that worried. Clark looked at her closely. " Lana?"
Faster than he could comprehend, Lana's hands clutched his throat. Instinctively he threw her off. Her face contorted, and she became Tina. " Hello, Clark," she said tartly. " Still inhumanly strong, aren't we?"
" Where is she, Tina?" Clark threatened.
" You'll never know," she said with a smile.
Clark picked her up and held her high enough so she touched the ceiling. "Where?"
You'll never know." She kicked him below the belt and pinned him to the floor. "Goodbye, Superboy." Tina began to suffocate him.
Suddenly she flew off him, her head hitting the wall. Clark sat up, stunned.
" Who-?"
The girl from his dream walked in, carrying the girl of his dreams. " Minor concussion," she announced, clearly taking pleasure in knowing more than Clark. " She'll be OK."
" Who are you?" Clark was feeling lightheaded.
A smile graced her sweet face. " Your new sidekick."
Disclaimer: "Smallville" isn't mine. Everything you've seen on the show is the WB's. All the other characters are mine. Thanks a bunch, and don't sue me. P.S. Tina Greer is the girl on "Smallville" who could shape shift from the "X-Ray" episode.
Clark dreamed quite peacefully. He sighed to himself. The dream he was having right now he'd had for a few nights now. He walked through Lana's stable, waiting for her to show up.
Suddenly Lana appeared, dressed in the smallest, most vibrantly red bikini known to man. She smiled seductively. " Hello, Clark," she purred.
He grinned and walked over to her. Suddenly they were kissing more passionately than Clark had ever kissed someone…
" Ew," a disgusted voice remarked. " This is nasty."
Clark pulled away and suddenly Lana disappeared. A girl leaned against the wall. She had short golden brown hair cut like Chloe's and dreamy hazel eyes with flecks of gold. On her face was a couple of zits and she wore dark blue glasses.
" You have a nasty mind, my friend," she shook her head.
" Who the hell are you?" Clark demanded.
She looked upset. " We don't have to curse, my friend. I'm just here to warn you."
" About what?"
" Tina Greer."
" What about her?"
" She's coming for Lana- and you. She wants her revenge."
Clark sighed. " This is just a dream. I want to wake up!" he shouted.
The girl shrugged. " Hey, you're the one who's going to be p'o'd when Tina tries to kill Lana." The dream ended. Clark woke with a start.
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" Hey Clark," Pete greeted him friendly at school. "You look tired."
" I didn't get much sleep," he admitted.
" Did you see this morning's paper?" Chloe asked. She shoved a paper under his nose that read, Teenage Fugitive Escapes from Metropolis Jail. Clark's eyes widened.
Dreams do come true, he thought wittily and bitterly.
" Has Lana heard?" Clark wanted to know. Chloe shook her head.
" She's home sick with the flu, remember?"
" I think I'll go call her," Clark said, walking slowly behind the school. Seeing no one, he started off his super speed, running straight to Lana's.
He knocked on her front door. " Come in!" a normally sweet voice croaked.
Clark came in slowly. Lana lay sprawled out on the couch in pj's, a thermometer in her mouth. She whipped it out and smiled. " Hey Clark! What're you doing here?"
" Just coming to say 'hi'," he answered, sitting on the couch. She frowned.
" Don't get too close," she warned. " You'll get sick."
He smiled weakly. " Oh, there's little chance of that," he joked. Lana's face grew serious. " What is it?"
Clark looked at his hands. He couldn't look at her. " Tina Greer. She's escaped from jail." Lana went pale, from something besides sickness.
" Oh no," she said. She sounded…not all that worried. Clark looked at her closely. " Lana?"
Faster than he could comprehend, Lana's hands clutched his throat. Instinctively he threw her off. Her face contorted, and she became Tina. " Hello, Clark," she said tartly. " Still inhumanly strong, aren't we?"
" Where is she, Tina?" Clark threatened.
" You'll never know," she said with a smile.
Clark picked her up and held her high enough so she touched the ceiling. "Where?"
You'll never know." She kicked him below the belt and pinned him to the floor. "Goodbye, Superboy." Tina began to suffocate him.
Suddenly she flew off him, her head hitting the wall. Clark sat up, stunned.
" Who-?"
The girl from his dream walked in, carrying the girl of his dreams. " Minor concussion," she announced, clearly taking pleasure in knowing more than Clark. " She'll be OK."
" Who are you?" Clark was feeling lightheaded.
A smile graced her sweet face. " Your new sidekick."