I lost an arm in Vietnam
Disclaimer: I can't own, will never own that which is Smallville – this is a good thing trust me.
Summary: Fanfiction in which Clark goes emo and Chloe loses a arm in Vietnam (because if you say it with my accent it rhymes).
It was raining and it was Thursday, just to set the scene for you there. Smallville high was full of 'kids' going to school as one would expect from a Thursday.
"Wow Clark. Your look today is… different." Chloe said as she caught up to her tall friend in the corridor.
"Yeah. I'm trying something new. I got fed up of all those check shirts and always having to wear something red or blue."
"But blue is a good colour on you Clark." Chloe told him as she hobbled along because she had a sore leg - it was probably gangrene or some such disease like thing in which I have no desire to explain.
"Chloe, there's something different about you too, did you get a hair cut?" Clark asked not bothering to flick his now floppy hair out of his eyes.
"No, but you're close." She said looking downwards and to her left, in a sort of hinting fashion.
"Hi Chloe. Wow where's your arm?" Pete came over to his two friends.
"Oh you noticed. I just lost my arm in Vietnam." She said looking at her empty sleeve wistfully.
"What – but I thought the war was in like the 60s?" Pete asked.
"Yes, but I recently went on holiday – I mean vacation, I'm not British and have misplaced my arm somewhere in the country."
"Didn't you try looking for it?" Clark asked still dressed as an emo.
"Yes, but I couldn't find it, I think the hotel owners dog ran off with it, like he thought it was sausages or something."
"You should really put that on the wall of weird." Pete suggested.
"No, that is reserved only for things that happen in Smallville because of the meteors."
"That's a bit selective of you Chloe, don't you know we all have to show our support for equal opportunities and the like." Clark told her.
"Oh alright, take my picture if you must." Chloe relented and stood armless for now she had apparently lost both of them as Clark took her picture with the digital camera he just happened to have in his new black backpack. And thus Chloe was pinned up on the wall of weird, not her picture, Chloe herself, for when printed her picture was found to have that nasty red eye on it and looked very evil. Chloe is not evil just armless.
The End.
Epilogue
Clark carried on being an emo and Lana carried on ignoring him, Lana must be in every episode because she is wonderful, magnificent, beautiful, etc – apparently.
The End again.
No it really is I promise.
Really look I'm going now.