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A SMALLVILLE PREQUEL ADVENTURE, WITH A TWIST.
PRESENTING:
CHLOE'S MOM IS CRAZY: THE UNTOLD STORY OF MRS. HARRY SULLIVAN
PART ONE: BIRTH IN A SMALL TOWN.
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Smallville, Kansas. The day many refer to as THE FIRST METEOR SHOWER.
Harry Sullivan looked to his wife and lovingly held her hand, "Honey, you can do it! You can! Take another good breath and PUSH!"
Mrs. Sullivan screamed at the top of her lungs, and pushed one final push.
The doctor took the child and held her up, his mask hiding his smile at bringing the new life into the world. "Congradulations, Mr. and Mrs. Sullivan. It's a girl. Have you picked out a name yet?
"We have!" The mother smiled. "Her name is Chloe."
Nothing could hide Harry Sullivan's excitement! He rushed out with his box of cigars and started handing them out excitedly.
A couple to Jonathan and Martha Kent, "It's a Girl!" He smiled.
"Congradulations!" Martha said, excitedly.
Jonathan smiled, "You deserve it."
"It's a girl!" Harry said as he handed a cigar to the sheriff.
"Congradulations, Harry." The sheriff said as she smiled. "I don't think they allow smoking in here, but I think I might find a use for it later." She winked.
Harry nodded and laughed a bit, as he walked to the next person, passing out cigars to everyone in the waiting room.
"It's a girl!" he said to an eccentric man in an overcoat, an eccentrically large scarf with a wide grin...on...his...face... "You!" Harry could hardly believe his eyes.
"Hello, Harry." the smiling face of his old friend reflected the purity of his heart. "Congradulations!"
"Thank you, Doctor!" Harry said, amazed. "Listen, not that I'm not ecstatic to see you, but...what's the occasion?"
"A yes. Well, you see..."
"Spit it out, Doctor." Harry said, trying to keep his old friend from beating around the bush.
"It seems an old acquaintance of ours has shown up."
Harry looked to his old friend, a Timelord from Gallifrey who merely referred to himself as 'The Doctor', and blinked. "Really? Who?"