Part 2: Stupid Wylie E Coyote Pet Alien Tricks!
After having Pete unsuccessfully work his way through the Talon's waitresses the holdouts were now waiting for the main event. There was not a single waitress including the two engaged ones that didn't have at least a bit of a crush on the boss ladies son. However as usual after a couple minutes of watching Clark and Pete chat the Talon's waitresses all knew that they are wasting their time if they were expecting Clark Kent swagger over and try his luck in the love & sex pool.
After all the Talon waitresses were girls and thus intuitively knew that Clark was that very rare kind of guy that was just not casual about romance. Really it's like Clark Kent wasn't even human.
As long as any girl in Smallville had known Clark every single female that crossed Clark's path got the telepathic message he sent out at maximum volume that he was already in love bad and hey it's a bummer because it's not with her.
Even that homicidal maniac Alicia picked up on Clark's feelings so a Talon waitress that spent all day getting hit on by Smallvillie's men in a coffee shop knew the one thing that Clark Kent couldn't keep secret. Every single Talon girl knew that Clark Kent was still head over hells for Lana Lang. None of them could explain why Clark had ended their short lived relationship as a couple with Lana but they all knew the boy still had it bad for her.
There are only so many fish in the Smallville Sea so it's tough for small town girls to accept that the nicest and hottest guys always end up crushing on Lana Lang. Whitney Fordman the handsome quarter back and small town sports hero fell for Lana Lang like a ton of bricks. Clark Kent went from geek to quarterback and it didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out a big part of the motivation was Lana Lang.
It's just felt so unfair to the Smallville girls that when Lana Lang finally leaves town and goes to Paris she doesn't stay there. Instead she comes back after just a summer and even Paris couldn't resist her charms. She lands back in Smallville and ends up being chased half way around the world by lovesick Mr. 'American in Paris' Jason Teague. Lana Lang has all the luck with men in Smallville and then even gets lucky in love in Paris.
The Talon's company barbecue continued to lazily roll though the afternoon. Finally things started to wrap up. The Talon waitresses and their boyfriends strolled off home after thanking Lex and Martha for the fun and relaxing get together on the company coin. Out came the makeup and cash cards as the Talon girls left to get ready for another Saturday night of searching for Clark's evil 'but hopefully available' twin in Smallville.
Lex headed off to chat with Lana and Jason and Chloe while Clark and Pete strolled over to grab the last of the burgers Jonathon was cooking up. The barbecue was set up close to the back door entrance to the mansion's kitchens. Pete managed to snatch the last of the burgers while Jonathon and Martha held hands and nuzzled like teenagers. Pete was too busy with the burger to come up with a sarcastic comment to further embarrass Clark about his parent's public display of affection. Clark didn't even take the time to clear his throat but turned away from the Jonathon and Marsha pre-hay-loft-shag show to look again at Lana and Jason, Lex and Chloe hanging on and around the picnic table.
Lana and Jason were holding hands and along with Lex were intent on listening to Chloe. Clark was sure she was updating them on the blow by blow hunt of her latest 'wall of weird' story in progress.
Then in the midst of this lazy after noon barbecue suddenly Clark was jolted as a wave of intense feeling swept like physical phenomena through his body. Clark had never felt anything like this before. It was a power and pressure moving up the inside of his spine like Kundalini energy in a yoga master. The feeling flowed through his neck and into his head. A cocktail of dejavu and kundalini hit his brain but instead of a feeling of enlightenment and contentment it was more like the ultimate adrenaline hit of flight or fight.
Without even checking if anyone was looking Clark spun around in a panic at super speed with senses of high alert. A very confused Clark looked around but nothing and nobody was there. He was positive he was being: watched? staked? hunted? found? Then as if his line of sight was being guided by a compass at the far end of the mansion's yard, at the end of the lawn, just before the main gardens started he saw what had brought on such intense feelings.
Off the ground, maybe a couple hundred feet up, hanging in mid air exactly the way bricks don't was at least what looked like, a man.
…..Only not a human
...To be continued as Part 3: Look who dropped in for Dinner………
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