SHOUT OUTS/ANSWERS
Windyfontaine: Great. Yeah, to say the least. Nope. Yep. Thanks, you too.
Spuffyshipper: Thanks. Hope this is soon enough. That would be interesting, though I never really followed the later seasons.
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In the late hours of the night---or maybe the wee hours of the morning, Lex wasn't too sure---he had lost track after Cartwright and Williams had returned---he stared at the meteor in surprise. He couldn't believe it, but he was almost sure he had found the antidote. Now he just needed someone to try it out on.
"I can't believe after all this searching, the antidote's so simple," he muttered. Well, I think I'll go find Cartwright and Williams, he thought to himself. He filled two cups full of liquid and walked down the hall; following the sounds of the couple enjoy each other's company.
"Williams! Cartwright!" he called when he arrived at the door. I can't believe they're still going. Don't they have their own place, and don't they ever sleep? he thought to himself. There was some rustling from behind the door, which soon opened to reveal his male employee.
"Sorry to interrupt, Joe. I just thought you two might be thirsty," Lex told him.
"Thank you, Mr. Luthor," Joe responded, taking the drinks. Putting one on the floor, he closed the door and Lex walked away. Almost seconds later, he heard a shriek of indignation and hurried back to make sure things didn't get out of hand. I didn't expect it to work this quickly, he thought to himself.
"You creep! What the heck?" Emily asked, stomping out of the room. "Mr. Luthor!" she called furiously.
"Calm down, Emily. You were both under the affects of meteor rock. Which, apparently, are counteracted by simple apple juice," Lex told her.
"Mr. Luthor, your projects get stranger every year," Emily stated in a hard tone. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to home and get the scent of that manhandling freak off of me," she continued. Without waiting fro a response, she stomped off.
"She's always a breath of fresh air," Lex commented sarcastically. Then, "Joe, are you feeling?"
"Stupid, remorseful…confused," Joe answered.
"Go home and get some rest," Lex stated.
"Thank you, Sir," Joe said. Then, he hurried away. Once that was taken care of, Lex went to his office.
"Mr. Luthor, Sir, what's the plan now?" Myron wondered.
"Well, since we have no way of telling how many people in Smallville were affected by the pink meteor, we simply nip it in the bud by gathering the townspeople in one place," Lex answered, as he got on the phone and dialed a number.
"And how do we do that without making them suspicious?" Myron queried.
"Valid question, and here's the answer: throw a party," Lex stated. Then, he began talking to the person on the other line.