Author:
Minnie
Title: Word Games
Rating: PG-13
Category: Lex and Clark (sort of), foof
piece, slashy tones
Setting: Inside the office of the
school newspaper, The Smallville Torch
Disclaimer: I don't own any of them. More's the pity. No infringement intended.
Distribution: Please ask. E-mail:
caitrynick@yahoo.com.
Dedication: To the LCLs, you know who you are. I love you all.
Feedback: Constructive feedback is
appreciated.
Author's Note: Clark and Chloe talk
about sex. No, not in the way you
think. Not fully beta-ed as I was in a
rush.
Archive Date: 12/28/2001
"Hey, Chloe. Working on a new
article?"
"Clark, think fast. What's the
first thing that comes to your mind when I say sex?"
"What?"
"Word association. Sex. Just give me a word, will you?"
"Um … Lex?"
"I knew it."
"Knew what?"
"Knew my theory was right. About
you and Lex."
"What about me and Lex? Oh. OH!
Wait, Lex and I are just friends."
"Uh-huh. That's why Lex was the
first thing you said when the word sex was mentioned. Because you're friends."
"That was a trick question."
"No, it wasn't."
"All right, fine, I said Lex. Big
deal."
"Freudian slip?"
"The words just rhyme, okay? Lex
and ... sex."
"Ah, but there's some hidden truth in those words."
"Chloe, not everything has a hidden truth. This isn't like one of your mysteries on the Wall of Weird,
okay?"
"You're talking to the girl who's seen the truth behind every mystery in
Smallville."
"So what you are saying? That I'm
hiding the truth? That I want … you
know … with Lex?"
"Your words, not mine.
Inarticulate as they may be."
"That's just … just … we're just friends."
"You said that already."
"Never mind then."
"Clark, I'm not blind, you know."
"What are you talking about?"
"I've seen the way you look at Lex."
"Seen what? And look at him,
how? I don't look at him in any
particular way."
"Clark, you practically melt when you look at him. You blush and smile and get all goofy. And Lex looks at you like you're a scoop of
ice cream he's about to devour. You
practically had eye-sex the last time you were in this room together."
"We did not."
"Okay, I don't want to go all third-grade on you and say, 'Did
too.'"
"Did n-. How did we get into this
conversation?"
"I said sex. You said Lex. We went on from there. I think it's pretty clear what you're
thinking. What you want. Even if you don't want to admit it."
"They're just words, Chloe."
"Right. Notice that I'm not the
one who brought up Lex."
"That was entrapment."
"Entrapment? What are you, a
cop?"
"Chloe ... "
"What?"
"If I had said a rabbit, would that have made you think about me and a
rabbit?"
"Only if the rabbit was named Lex."
"I give up. I'm going now and
leaving you to your weird theories."
"Not so weird. I didn't hear a
'no', just 'we're just friends' over and over.
In this reporter's ears, that's not a denial."
"Bye, Chloe."
"Clark!"
"What?"
"He is pretty hot."
"BYE, Chloe!"
"Bye, Clark. Give my regards to
Lex."
