Yes, I'm in a silly mood. This is what would have been in season 5 if Lex and Chloe had gotten together in good ol' season 3. Doooon't like? DOOOON'T read! :-P ;-)

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Chloe stretched sleepily before opening her eyes to see a fully groomed and dressed Lex sitting on the bed regarding her with a smile.

"Wha-ah?" her question turned into a yawn before she was able to finish it.

"You're cute when you wake up," he brushed her cheek with a kiss before giving her a little love spank, "Time to get up, breakfast is ready."

Chloe stretched one more time before sitting up and dangling her feet off of the side of the bed, "What are we having?"

"The only thing you like..." a surprised look crossed his face, "Why... did you want something else today?"

"No no," she shook her head, accepting his offered hand as she climbed out of bed, "I was just curious."

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"Here," Lex poured the milk over her cereal in one smooth motion, "Do you want any fruit on it?"

"Maybe a banana..." she grinned at him mischievously, "But I can get it myself."

"Oh really?" he bantered back, "I thought you might want a little help with that particular thing."

"I've changed my mind," she exclaimed, her mind jumping away from their teasing as she surveyed the table, "Pass me the blueberries instead, please."

As he obligingly passed the bowl, Lex surveyed his wife with a mildly curious look.

"What?" her eyes widened innocently, "Can't I have blueberries if I want?"

"I know all about the strange craving legends," he said thoughtfully, "But wanting to eat the same thing morning, noon, and night for 8 months and then suddenly asking for blueberries instead of your usual raspberries and banana is rather odd."

"Yeah, well, it's a woman's privilege to change her mind," she informed him primly, "However I have not changed the main dish yet, so you don't have to worry about me too much."

"Since we're on the subject," Lex paused with a bite of french toast halfway to his mouth, "Why do you like one of the cheapest cereals ever made when you have the opportunity to eat whatever your heart desires?"

Chloe chuckled, "Well, aside from the fact that I like the taste, it is the only cereal that is made just for us."

"What is that supposed to mean?" the expression on his face could only be described as completely confused.

"Look," she turned the box towards him, "See? If you take the first two letters of my name, and the last two letters of yours, you get Chex. Get it?"

He had to laugh, "You're such a nut."

"Honey," she grinned, "Why else would I get 'Honey Nut Chex'?"

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I recently discovered that honey nut chex don't have gluten or peanuts in them... I'm a happy camper! :-D

By the way, if you enjoyed this story feel free to let me know... but PLEASE DON'T give me any crap about them not being in character or ANY other criticism. This wasn't written to be criticized. :-)