A.N: Okay! Just so you know, this is my first "serious" Smallville story, so I need to get into a rhythm of posting. I'll try to post every other day, hopefully. It all depends on how much work my teachers or professors or whatever you call them give me.
Remember: I own nothing! Well, except the story line, but that's it...
Spoilers: None! This twisted story came purely from my own demented mind!
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Lex sniffed the inside of his brandy glass apprehensively as Lionel hovered ominously over his shoulder. "Lex, I noticed a hefty sum of funds missing the factory account-" Lex frowned at the glass and set it down, "I should have that washed..." Lex murmured just to piss his dad off. "Lex, tell me right now where that money is, NOW!" Lex coolly met his dad's eyes, "I don't see how that's any of you're business.... I am the one running the plant." Lionel's eyes narrowed in fury, "You're treading on very thin ice Lex..." Lex raised his eyebrows defiantly, "Really? I didn't realize that withdrawing a couple of thousands bothered you." Lionel was beyond rage now; Lex could tell by the way he tried to seem calm, but his darting, wild eyes and clenching jaw warned him otherwise.
The tension in the room filled the air and was thick enough to cut with a knife. If there were things like miracles, one occurred when the phone rang and alleviated some of the pressure building up in the room. Lex intolerantly snatched up the phone, "What?" he barked into the phone. "Lex?" Lex repressed the small grin when he heard the voice on the other end, "Hello Clark." Lex's demeanor seemingly changed immediately "I'm sorry, am I interrupting anything?" "Nothing that can't wait. I heard your birthday is in a few days?"
In truth, Lex had memorized Clark's birthday. As Lex's only friend, he had felt is was his duty to spend as much as he could get away with on Clark's upcoming birthday. He had gone and bought plane tickets to Metropolis for Clark's closest friends and a chaperone of Clark's choice, concert tickets to one of Clark's favorite bands, and a new laptop, with all the bells and whistles.
"How'd you know?" Lex watched as his dad skulked out of the room, then grinned once he was gone. "I have my sources" Lex declared with a hint of mischief and was awarded with a laugh on the other end. "So why did you call?" Lex inquired, silently thanking god, if there was a god for the call. "I was hoping you could meet me at the Talon tomorrow?" Lex didn't even regard the fact that he could have business to attend to, as far as he was concerned, that was all a waste of time and could wait. "Sure!" Lex answered quickly, "That will give me a chance for me to give you your birthday present!"
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Lionel scowled as he left the castle in a fit of anger. "That was the last straw Lex." Decisively Lionel pulled out his cell phone and dialed a number swiftly. "Hello. Mr. Strong? I have a job for you. Yes. Follow Lex and teach him a lesson. He should be out of the house, so follow him."
Lionel snapped the phone shut. "You want to play Lex? We'll play."
TBC!
A.N: Hey! I spotted Michael Rosenbaum aka Lex! He was in the Steve Martin Movie, Bringing Down The House! He was hilarious! If you're a big fan like me I suggest you see it!!!