Title: Queen's X-mess
Chapter: 1/?
Author: srkaddict
Fandom: Smallville
Pairings: Chlollie/Clois
Mentioned: Bart (Impulse), Victor, AC, Jonathan Jr. & Laura
Beta: Thanks to Modscho & Miss_Morrygan
Rating: T
Disclaimer: I do not own Smallville/DC or the characters
Summary: Christmas is just around the corner and Chloe still had tons of stuff to do. It's not easy for Chloe to prepare a beautiful Christmas, because like every year something goes wrong. A child never comes singly.
Genre: Humor, General, Family
Day 1
(2 days before Christmas Eve)
Only three days until Christmas and Chloe still had tons of stuff to do. No matter how much she tried to get her boys to help they always pulled the disappearing act on her and simply vanished.
"Bart, I need your help." Chloe said.
"Licious', I…" Bart said.
"Don't Bart. NO! You won't…" Bart had been gone with a swoosh of air, before she even got the chance to finish her sentence. There she was, standing alone and staring into an empty room… again. "Damn Bart," she sighed.
"Okay that's only been the first one." Chloe murmured, when she saw Victor and decided to use her chance. She saw Victor sitting in front of his computer and using her mega watt smile she began walking over to him. "Vic, hey. I do need some more things for Christmas. Maybe you could…" Chloe began to speak, but Victor almost immediately shook his head.
"I'm sorry Chloe. I can't help. I still have to get some things myself."
"Victor, please" Chloe begged.
"Really, as much as I'd love to, I can't." Victor said and walked away from her, too. Chloe cursed, and then she saw AC playing a video game. Kneeling beside him she laid a hand on his knee.
"AC!" Chloe smiled.
"Err, Chloe." he smirked at her.
But all of sudden he slapped his head and jumped up. "I have forgotten that I still have to do something important." With that he left her being on her own.
Chloe was furious with all of them, because no one wanted to help her. There was only one person left, but she already knew, he would also find a way to talk himself out of this. Chloe was on the way to her husband, when she heard something shatter. Chloe rolled her eyes and sighed. She knew immediately, Oliver and Laura were up to something. She was wondering what they had broken this time.
'Go figure, Oliver has broken something. Almost every week, he breaks something. Trouble became his middle name. Unbelievable!' she thought.
"Daddy! What have you done?" Laura asked and held her hand before her mouth, while she looked at Oliver.
"Shit!" Oliver murmured looking at the mess he had just created.
"Dammit!" Oliver cursed, completely forgetting his daughter, who was still standing right beside him.
"If Mommy sees this mess, we are going to get so much trouble." Oliver said to his daughter.
"Oh No, Daddy, I won't. You - You know you will get a punishment!" His daughter giggled.
"What? Why? Why me? It never matters who breaks something. It's always me who gets the punishments at the end." Oliver was sulking.
"I have to clean up, so that Mommy won't see it, because if Mommy won't see it, Daddy won't get a punishment at all." Oliver said. He hoped he was right, but he actually knew his wife better than that.
"Daddy, it was Mommy's favorite vase."
"We will buy her a new one." Oliver said, while he picked up the broken pieces.
"But Daddy..." Laura chewed her bottom lip, looking up at him.
"Hem?" Oliver said, when his daughter giggled.
"You have given Mommy the vase, when I was still in her belly." Laura said.
"I know. I know." Oliver sighed. 'And that's the problem.' He thought.
"It only gives 3 originals of it." Oliver murmured. He was such an idiot. How could this happen? He was hoping his wife would let him survive.
"She's so going to kill me." He whispered and Laura giggled again.
"Daddy?" She asked. Oliver looked quizzically at his daughter and tousled her hair.
"Daddy, stop." Laura said serious making Oliver frown.
"I don't like this."
"So? You do not like it, huh?" He wanted to catch his daughter, but she was quicker. She laughed and run away.
"Daddy, catch me if you can." Laura said.
"Catch me if you can. Catch me if you can." Laura was singing.
"Okay young lady." Oliver laughed. He started running after her and saw her falling onto her bottom. Laura had been running into Chloe who was standing in the door frame.
"Ouch!" She cried.
"Laura-Ann!" Chloe said with serious voice, both hands on her hips.
"What have I told you about running in the house, young Lady?" Chloe asked.
"Not to do that and to always be careful." Laura whispered.
"That's right." Chloe answered, while she was kneeling in front of her daughter.
"What nonsense did Daddy do this time?" Chloe wanted to know.
"Daddy and I played a little and then, then…" Laura said and Chloe had to smile.
'I knew it!' She thought. ‚It's always the same.'
Chloe still remembered Oliver's reaction when she told him, she's pregnant. She could still see him pampering her for 9 months up to the day of the birth and she knew that Laura means the world to him. She knew that her daughter was protecting her dearly beloved Daddy and therefore didn't tell her the complete truth. Chloe sighed. She couldn't be angry with her little daughter and Oliver, she just couldn't. He only had to use his puppy eyes on her and she was done.
"I love you." Chloe said and gave her little daughter a big hug.
"I love you too Mommy." Laura said and Chloe let go of her daughter to look at her.
"Where's your Daddy?" Chloe asked when her daughter started to giggle. Laura knew her Daddy was in big trouble now. He would get a punishment from her mother as usual. Laura turned round to show her mother, where Oliver was, when he already hurried to his little angel. He took her on his arm and hugged her.
"Ouch Daddy." She said, because he embraced her a little too much.
"I'm sorry." He said, loosened his embrace and cocking his head back to look at her.
"You okay?" He asked and nudged her nose.
"Daddyyy." Laura whined and rolled her eyes.
"I'm not a baby anymore, you know." Laura giggled. She laid her arms around his neck, hugged her Daddy as much as she could and gave him a big kiss. Chloe got tears in her eyes, while she looked at her two darlings. How they were embracing each other, how they were speaking with each other and how they did an Eskimo kiss. Chloe wiped away her tears, taking a deep breath.
"Oliver." Chloe said with her hands once more on her hips, trying to be angry and failing miserably.
"Do you have something to say?" She asked. Oliver put his little daughter back on the floor and turned to his wife.
"Honey…" He began.
"Don't you dare "honey" me, Oliver! What did you break this time? C'mon spill it!" Chloe demanded. Oliver saw to the ground, while he rubbed the back of his head, like a sheepish little boy.
'How do you explain your wife that it was her favorite vase? Plus, that there have been only 3 originals?' He silently asked himself.
"Oliver!" She warned.
"We've played around a little and then it happened." Oliver shrugged innocently.
"And then what exactly happened?" Chloe asked and saw from the corners of her eyes, how her daughter put her hand over her mouth giggling.
"Laura…" Oliver started to explain, but Chloe held up her hand, quietening him instantly.
"Don't you dare come with that, Oliver." Chloe shot back poking a finger into his chest for emphasis.
"You can't honestly want to blame your daughter for your own mistakes." Chloe said.
"Chloe…" Oliver tried again.
"You meany. Sometimes I really have to ask myself, who's the kid in this family. You're such a bad boy, Oliver." Chloe said.
"You bring others to do something and then you're trying to blame them for it."
"Honey" Oliver interfered once more, but backed away gradually.
"Don't interrupt me, when I'm talking to you." Chloe fumed. Oliver couldn't hold back his laughter anymore. He loved it, when his wife acted as if she was furious.
'If she would know.' He thought.
"Harr. My wife is gonna be a wildcat." Oliver whispered with a somewhat hoarse voice, leaving Chloe momentarily stunned.
"You know, I love wildcats." He breathed into her ear, sending shivers down her spine.
He started kissing her earlobe, following the line down to her neck. "You're sexy as hell when you get all furious." he murmured.
Chloe bit her lower lip to suppress a loud moan. Chloe may have hidden the groan, but not the quiet sigh that only Oliver and she could hear.
They heard a loud giggle. Chloe cleared her throat, turned around and walked away.
"Easy here, Cowboy." Chloe smirked, seeing Oliver staring at her. "Don't think you're out of the woods just yet."
'Oh no. NO! Don't give me the punishment, Chloe. Please, do me the favor.' He begged inwardly.
"You know that this vase happened to be my favorite, right? So I think a little punishment will teach you to be more careful." She informed him and pressed the shopping list into his hand. Oliver couldn't believe that this was really happening.
"Here you go, Cowboy." Chloe winked at him.
"You will bring me everything from this list." Chloe demanded while she pointed on the piece of paper.
"And if I say all, I mean all." She continued. Oliver couldn't help but being a bit shocked. The list appeared endless.
"Please tell me, you're kidding, Chloe."
'What the…who is eating this much? And whom or what was all the other stuff for?' He asked himself.
"Nope. I'm not kidding. You know we have a big family, where four of them are always hungry." Chloe said.
"Seriously?" Oliver asked and stared at this huge list again.
"All alone?" He sighed and Laura started to giggle, while Chloe shrugged.
"Why is this list so much longer, than the list from last year's Christmas anyway?" Oliver wondered. Chloe was only shrugging.
"If you don't want to do this alone you could ask the other boys for help." She suggested.
"Maybe you're luckier than I've been with them. Being the big boss and all might actually help - or not."
Chloe kissed her finger and laid it on Oliver's lips.
"Have fun, honey." She smiled sweetly and winked her seemingly dumbfounded husband over her shoulder.
"So, that's Daddy' s punishment, a very mean one." He groaned towards Laura, who giggled once again.
"Don't worry, Daddy. I'm gonna help you." She smiled and jumped into his arms.
"You'll need some warmer clothes, okay?" Oliver said and nudged his daughter's nose.
"Okay Daddy." Laura happily agreed and ran to her room. Laura meant everything to him. She was as beautiful as his wife was. Oliver smiled and shook his head, when he as well changed his clothes.
Chloe was happy. Blaming her husband was kind of fun. They've been together for five blissful years now. They had a sweet little daughter of four. Life couldn't be possibly better. It all started with some fun. A friends with benefits thing, casual sex, nothing serious. Neither of them had planned to actually fall in love. They even had made an agreement, to never cross that line. But thing had changed, even if it took them a while to admit it to each other. They decided to keep their relationship a secret and managed to until that day when Bart and AC stormed in unexpected. Just to remember their faces made Chloe laugh. Shaking her head in amusement she started to prepare dinner. Suddenly her phone rang.
"Hello!" Chloe stated, pressing the phone between her shoulder and chin to take a bowl from the kitchen cupboard.
"Chlo'." she heard Lois' helpless voice.
"Hey cuz" Chloe giggled. She already knew why Lois was phoning.
"Could you come over, please?" Lois asked pleadingly, then shouted "Jonathan, no. Don't…" But it was already too late.
Chloe smiled. "What did my sweet nephew do this time?"
"Sweet? Did you just say sweet?" Lois asked a little hysterically.
"God, if only I had known this before," Lois sighed.
"What do you mean?"
Lois sighed once again. "I couldn't have possibly known that my child would get his father's powers, could I?"
"Lois. You always knew it was most likely going to happen." Chloe answered amused.
"Of course Chlo', but I had hoped his powers would appear much later. You know, when he's older and not this early - he's only two." Lois said, sounding a bit defeated.
When Chloe remained silent she continued. "Chlo', he's still a baby."
She started sobbing, when once more a loud noise was to hear.
"Jonathan!" Lois shrieked running towards the kitchen, where the sound came from.
Chloe smiled slightly. She knew she shouldn't be amused, but she just couldn't help it, Jonathan was such a Cutie.
"What happened?"
"He has gotten too much of Clark's genes." Lois murmured.
She put the baking tray back on the kitchen counter. "Jonathan touched the hot baking tray with cookies and it fell on the floor."
Chloe had to fight the laughter that was treating to escape.
"Jonathan. I have told you not to touch hot things, haven't I?" Lois nearly grumbled.
In return she got a confused and questioning look from her son that reminded her so much of Clark.
"Yeah baby. A baking tray is hot." Lois tried to explain, but little Jonathan shook his head. Lois got tears in her eyes.
"Mommy? Don't cry." Jonathan wiped away her tears with his little hands, when he embraced his mother.
Lois choked back a sob.
"Will I ever get used to it, Chlo'?" she asked.
Chloe knew what Lois meant. "Yeah one day, you'll get used to it." Chloe promised.
"I hope you're right." Lois sighed when she saw the whole mess in their kitchen.
"What the hell…" Lois cursed.
"When did you do all this?" Lois asked shocked.
Chloe, who had followed the little display was already putting her shoes on, ready to drive to the Kent farm and help Lois with whatever Jonathan had done. "Give me 30 minutes and try to calm down, Lois." she pleaded.
"Honey, I have to go." She said and Oliver looked confused.
"Lois." She said, knowing that it would be enough of an explanation.
"Take care of you and be careful." Oliver kissed his wife goodbye, once again grateful for a child without any powers.
"I will." She said and kissed her husband back.
"Laura, Mommy has to go to Aunt Lois. She's in some trouble." Chloe explained.
"Jonny!" Laura seriously said, when Oliver and Chloe were laughing and nodding their heads. "Yeah Jonny."
"Okay Mommy." She said. Laura hugged her and gave her a kiss on the cheek.
"Take care of your Daddy. I love you." Laura nodded with a serious expression.
As soon as he heard his wife leaving the house he turned to Laura. "Come on, sweetie. We have something to do." He smiled at his daughter. Oliver couldn't help himself and ran his hand over Laura's head.
"Oh Daddy my cap." She chided. Oliver had to laugh immediately, watching his daughter putting on her cap properly again.
"Let's get into the car."
"Hooray!" Laura cheered and clapped her hands. Oliver smiled and drove off.
While Chloe was on her way over to the Kent-Farm, Lois had to fight with her son. Clark, who still worked, as per usual, knew about the big chaos at home. He would hear their voices everywhere. Clark had to grin. He wouldn't go home anytime soon. He liked it, to watch Lois and his son from a distance. Thank god, Jonathan's powers weren't fully yet. Up to now, he only had strength and was immune to the heat and cold. Furthermore, he couldn't feel any pain. Clark knew it was kind of mean to be amused of how his little son kept his Mommy in check and often enough robbed her of her last nerves. However, Clark couldn't help himself, it was too funny. It's too sad, that his son wouldn't ever get to know his grandpa. Clark's father had been taken away from him too early. How much he wished his father would still be with them and could be a part of his grandson's life.
Some years had passed since Jonathan had died, but Clark still missed him a lot. He especially missed him during days like this. Clark visited the grave of his father often, would be sitting there for hours. He told his father all about his son Jonathan Jr. And of course about his wife Lois. Clark knew his father had always wished that Chloe and he'd get together, but was sure that Jonathan would approve his relationship with Lois just as much. Lois was the love of his life and Jonathan never wanted anything but his happiness. Deep in thought Clark watched his little family from afar when he heard a car.