Paying Attenchin or Don't walk near Red K when you're a Kryptonian on Earth
By: Cassiopeia & Ryu~I
Feedback: RyuCass@yahoo.com
Warning: Nc-17, eventually
Disclaimer: Not ours sadly enough, Though, if DC Comics or The WB is willing, we'd be happy to take Clark and Lex off their hands.
Summer: A konk on the head makes Clark think him and Lex have been in a relationship for over a year.

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Prologue

Surprisingly enough, a new meteor rock mutant was out and about terrorizing the fair town of Smallville.  And again, surprisingly enough, Clark and Chloe were out looking for clues hoping to stop the cheerleader-gone-wrong from hurting anyone else in the town. For a small town, Smallville sure saw its fair share of strangeness.

Clark and Chloe had been out all morning to the areas where the freaky teen had struck her terror, and hadn't found anything. They were in their last spot for the day and Clark silently prayed, to whatever power was listening, that they would find anything to make Chloe happy enough to give up the search for the day. "I'm not seeing anything, Chloe," Clark called out, "I'll go over here and look around, Kay?" Even with his special vision he hadn't found anything worth getting excited over. The energetic alien moved up the hill to a rocky area hoping to get a better view of his surroundings.

Chloe, over course, was too busy taking pictures to really notice what Clark was doing, which made things so much easer on Clark. "Okay," she called back, not bothering to stop with the snapping for more than five seconds at a time. "Be careful, Clark. It gets slippery over there, and it just rained, remember."

"Yeah, I remember," Clark called back, before putting his concentration into finding anything unusual. "Be careful yourself." He climbed up a little higher, completely missing the strange red glow that should have been rather obvious just to his left, and switched over to scan with his X-ray vision.

"Oh!" Chloe cried out, "Clark! There's something over here!"

Whether it was some strange backwards karma thing, getting Clark back for all the good he did, or Murphy's Law or just the clumsiness of a 15 year old boy we'll never know, but at that moment, Clark's foot slipped on the rock he was standing on, sending him spiraling to his doom. Or at least a bump on the head. "SHIT!" he called out just before his head made contact with the weird glowy rocks under him.

"Like some-Clark?!" Chloe lowered her camera just in time to see Clark's head hit the stone with a rather sickening cracking sound. Stuffing her camera in her bag as best and quickly as she could, she ran over to her friend and knelt down hoping that Clark was still okay enough to get back to the car. "Clark! Clark, are you all right?" There was a slight glimmer of hope when Clark's eyes slitted open, but they quickly rolled back, indicating Clark would be out for the count. Chloe continued trying to rouse her friend, "Clark, say something. Are you all right? Clark?!" The feisty reporter sighed, knowing that she wouldn't be able to get Clark back to the car by herself. She took her cell phone, which had funky jewel buttons and a flashy light antenna, from her pocket and dialed up Clark's parents.

TBC