Chapter 4: What in the world has happened to Lana Lang?

(8:09am)

Ah breakfast, the most important meal of the day. It's one of the moments in a 24 hour day where you can sit down and interact with family and friends with warmth and kindness. It's where you start the day on a high.

Or you and the crew could end up sitting around the table in an awkward silence.

"This toast is really good huh guys? Best toast I've ever tasted. All buttery and everything. What about you CK?" Jimmy smiled over at Clark, trying to get a response out of his smirking friend.

"Ok, fair enough" Jimmy nodded his head uncomfortably at Clark's continuing silence and deciding to let the overall silence of the group go its course.

Pete shifted uneasily in his chair. He kept his brown eyes staring into the bowl of Cornflakes in front of him. Just a few hours ago he was having the time of his life nearly pissing himself at the sight of a wet and spluttering Clark clinging for dear life onto his floating mattress. But now, now Pete was about to wet his pants for an entirely different matter. Pete could have sworn that his friend had a slight red tinge to his blue eyes.

It was either that or Clark had indigestion…Pete prayed for the latter.

"Alright! Who's ready to get going?! Cos' I am feeling confident that today is going to bring us awesome adventures!" Chloe gushed. She tossed down her napkin and stood up to look at her friends who were not as excited about moving to the van as she was.

Kara idly pushed her bacon back and forth on her plate.

Lana stared blankly at the wall in front of her, drool starting to slip past her lips.

Jimmy yawned loudly as he cracked his neck.

Pete looked fearfully over at Clark, who folded his long fingers together in front of his face and smiled over a Pete like he knew what the meaning of life was and wasn't gonna tell a soul.

And finally Lois, Lois was currently over at the other side of the room inhaling the smell of sweet, sweet java from the coffee machine giving out free coffee.

Chloe sighed, a little exasperated at there actions. "Guys, come on, a least try to give me something here. Even a futile attempt would do."

Lois walked over to the table with a fresh cup of coffee in her hands. "Well I'm ready to go major pain."

"Gee thanks Lois." Chloe replied sarcastically

Clark finally broke out of his 'I know something you don't know Pete' state of mind and took his wallet out of his pocket. Pulling out a few bills he paid his share of the breakfast. "Come on guys let's just hit the road already. Besides, I overheard a few people talking about a county fair not far from here. We could go."

Chloe put her hand in the air. "All those in favour of local entertainment say I"

A chorus of "I's" came from around the table. Everyone but Lana got up and paid for their meal. Pete looked over at Lana, a little worried about the zombie-like state she was in. Kara saw the concerned look on Pete's face.

"Is she…"

Kara laughed. "Nah, she just had a lot of sugar last night. I guess humans can't take that much consumption in a small amount of time."

(Last Night: The Girl's Room)

Kara smiled in satisfaction as Lana's eyes glazed over unnaturally.

Observe an unhealthy Lana Lang:

Her skin was no longer glowing. Instead, it was pale and her forehead was starting to sweat from the strain of breathing.

Her normally silky black hair was now tangled and frizzy. The ends of her hair had some how become tucked into her shirt.

Long story short: Lana Lang had way too much sugar, in a very short amount of time.

Kara bit her lip at the sight of the small woman dancing to the music in her head. She really shouldn't laugh; really she shouldn't…

"BUUWWWHHAAAAA!" Kara was on the floor as if a piece of Kryptonite had smacked her in the face. Chloe came out of the shower still in the process of drying her hair with a towel. What she saw was not what any 'leader' would want to see. Her best friend (supposedly) dancing on top of the room's dresser screeching the words to some Hanna Montana song.

"What in all that is holy and good!" Chloe turned to where Kara's blonde head was just visible over the beds. "Kara, what did you do to her?"

Kara tried to put on the famous Kent 'I-don't-know-what-you're-talking-about' looking. "Nothing." Unfortunately, this Kent had not yet got it down to a pat.

"Nothing my ass" She pointed over to Lana, who was now attempting to make shadow puppets on the wall… without the shadows. "Look at her. Before I went to have a shower she was perfectly…Lana! And now she's…"

Kara eyes widened. "Sullivan, move. Now." She hissed

"Hey, I'm thinking here." She crossed her arms and pursed her lips. The famed Chloe Sullivan 'I'm-thinking-here-so-no-one-move-or-I'll-eat-you' look.

Because she had become slightly unfocused to the world, she didn't see Lana creep up quietly behind her. But Kara did. Now Kara really didn't mind Sullivan, she liked her a lot more than the day they had met. But did this young Kryptonian like her that much? Should she give another warning about the noisiest predator this side of the Milky Way?

Nah.

"I GOTCHA!!!!" Lana pounced awkwardly at her blonde friend. So awkwardly in fact she totally missed her target and slapped her face into the widow behind them with a loud THWACK.

Kara knew it.

That was it, the end of her rope.

She was going to die laughing.

She was on all four's again trying to get breath to her aching deprived lungs. "Lang…You got nothing."

Chloe on the other hand gingerly walked over to the unmoving Lana. "Lana? Are you ok?" She rolled her over and screamed.

Kara quickly got up and ran to the other blonde. "What? What- Oh my god…"

There lying on the floor, on Lana's face, was the reddest most painful looking mark in the history of marks. That was going to be one nasty bruise.

Chloe's scream woke up Lana from her unconscious state. "Chloe…Kara…Why does my face hurt?" Kara bent down, while Chloe went to get a wet face towel.

"Lang, you've got the biggest welt forming into the biggest bruise on your face."

Lana's fingers gingerly went up to touch her face. All along the right side of her face was bumpy and felt like it was on fire. "Oh God my face!" she glared at Kara "I'm never eating sugar with you again."

Chloe walked back in and bent down on the other side of her fallen friend. She carefully placed a wet white cloth on her face. "Hold that there and swelling should go down." Lana gave her an unbelieving eye. "Trust me Lana; I'm an expert at this. Do you know how many times Lois has done this?"

Another look. "Ok, you're right, maybe not like this situation…But none the less. Lois is a danger to all glass things around the world."

Kara sat down onto the bed closest to her. "Speaking of Lois…Where'd she go?"

(Back to present)

"And that is why Lana looks like a zombie this fine morning. Her brain cells haven't regenerated yet."

Pete gave her a look mixed of pity and shock. "Damn" He looked over at her. "Why hasn't she got…You know…" He moved his hand slowly down the side of his face.

Kara waved her hand in the air. "Oh that. Luckily we girls know how to use make up to its maximum value." She looked over at the sad figure slumped at the table. "You can help me get her to the truck."

Pete stopped her mid step. "I though you didn't like her?"

Kara shrugged "I don't, but I do feel sorry for her. Let's go."

"You're just a big softy like your cousin." Pete smiled.

Kara smiled back "Yeah, like my cousin…Who right now is going to take you hell. What? Forgot about that already?" She stepped past him and walked over to Lana.

Pete looked down to his feet, eyes wide.

His was going to die.