I Love You, Mom
Rated PG-13 for language
A/U, sometime during the first season, spoilers for 'Duplicity'
Author's Note: I hope this doesn't suck to bad. I wrote it pretty ast, seeing as it's already mother;s Day where I'm at. So no flames, 'kay?
Summary: Clark helps Pete do something amazing for Mother's Day.
"Clark, you up here?" Pete called as he made his way up the stairs to the loft.
"Yeah. What's up?" Clark asked, putting down his pen and closing his binder.
"I need your help. It's my mom." Pete said hurriedly.
"Is she hurt?" Clark asked immediately.
"No---nothing like that. I need help because tomorrow is Mother's Day and I have no idea what to get her." Pete sighed, sitting down across from Clark.
"Ok. I'm not a woman, nor am I a mother. I am going to help---how?" Clark replied.
"Man, think with me here. What are you getting your mom?"
"The promise that when Dad takes her into Metropolis tomorrow, I won't throw a party."
"Mhh. Damn it, you even take you screw ups and make them special."
"I am special, Pete." Clark replied, chuckling at his friend's obvious distress.
"Shut up, man." Pete sighed, putting his head in his hands. "My brother's always give her the best gifts. How am I supposed to compete with them? They have regular income!"
"Think of something that they can't get her."
"Like what? What can I get her that they can't?" Pete groaned.
"Who has the friend that's some-what super?"
"Me." Pete replied. "Yeah, so you're super. What are you going to do, a demonstration or something?"
"Think flowers, Pete."
"You can pick them really fast!" Pete said, and then shook his head. "Never mind. I'm just a little crazy here---"
"I could plant flowers in the garden to spell something."
"Ok, that's a good idea, but won't my mom be a little suspicious when she sees you moving faster than a bullet?"
"Not if I do it under the cover of darkness!" Clark grinned.
*
"Peter Lee Ross!" A feminine voice called out s Pete rolled out of bed.
"Mom?" Pete called from his open door.
"Get your butt down here!" She yelled back.
"Damn, what did I do now?" Pete muttered, stuffing himself into a pair of jeans.
"Yeah, Mom?" Pete said as he made his way down the stairs.
"Don't you have something to say to me?" She asked.
"Uhm---" Pete replied, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. His father was mouthing something over his mom's shoulder---
"Oh, happy Mother's Day, mom!"
"Aww, Pete, I love you so much!" Mrs. Ross cried, grabbing Pete and hugging him.
"Hey man, you really outdid us all with your present this year." Pete's older brother Steven said as he walked into the kitchen from the backyard.
"Oh, I did, didn't I?" Pete grinned as he glanced out the kitchen window, finally remembering. About 300 daises were brightly proclaiming "I LOVE YOU MOM".
"How'd ya do it, weasel?" Pete's sister Amber asked.
"I'm just special like that." Pete grinned as his mom dotted her eyes with a napkin.
'I owe Clark my life!' Pete thought to himself as the huge Ross family sat down for their standard Mother's Day breakfast.
-end
Rated PG-13 for language
A/U, sometime during the first season, spoilers for 'Duplicity'
Author's Note: I hope this doesn't suck to bad. I wrote it pretty ast, seeing as it's already mother;s Day where I'm at. So no flames, 'kay?
Summary: Clark helps Pete do something amazing for Mother's Day.
"Clark, you up here?" Pete called as he made his way up the stairs to the loft.
"Yeah. What's up?" Clark asked, putting down his pen and closing his binder.
"I need your help. It's my mom." Pete said hurriedly.
"Is she hurt?" Clark asked immediately.
"No---nothing like that. I need help because tomorrow is Mother's Day and I have no idea what to get her." Pete sighed, sitting down across from Clark.
"Ok. I'm not a woman, nor am I a mother. I am going to help---how?" Clark replied.
"Man, think with me here. What are you getting your mom?"
"The promise that when Dad takes her into Metropolis tomorrow, I won't throw a party."
"Mhh. Damn it, you even take you screw ups and make them special."
"I am special, Pete." Clark replied, chuckling at his friend's obvious distress.
"Shut up, man." Pete sighed, putting his head in his hands. "My brother's always give her the best gifts. How am I supposed to compete with them? They have regular income!"
"Think of something that they can't get her."
"Like what? What can I get her that they can't?" Pete groaned.
"Who has the friend that's some-what super?"
"Me." Pete replied. "Yeah, so you're super. What are you going to do, a demonstration or something?"
"Think flowers, Pete."
"You can pick them really fast!" Pete said, and then shook his head. "Never mind. I'm just a little crazy here---"
"I could plant flowers in the garden to spell something."
"Ok, that's a good idea, but won't my mom be a little suspicious when she sees you moving faster than a bullet?"
"Not if I do it under the cover of darkness!" Clark grinned.
*
"Peter Lee Ross!" A feminine voice called out s Pete rolled out of bed.
"Mom?" Pete called from his open door.
"Get your butt down here!" She yelled back.
"Damn, what did I do now?" Pete muttered, stuffing himself into a pair of jeans.
"Yeah, Mom?" Pete said as he made his way down the stairs.
"Don't you have something to say to me?" She asked.
"Uhm---" Pete replied, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. His father was mouthing something over his mom's shoulder---
"Oh, happy Mother's Day, mom!"
"Aww, Pete, I love you so much!" Mrs. Ross cried, grabbing Pete and hugging him.
"Hey man, you really outdid us all with your present this year." Pete's older brother Steven said as he walked into the kitchen from the backyard.
"Oh, I did, didn't I?" Pete grinned as he glanced out the kitchen window, finally remembering. About 300 daises were brightly proclaiming "I LOVE YOU MOM".
"How'd ya do it, weasel?" Pete's sister Amber asked.
"I'm just special like that." Pete grinned as his mom dotted her eyes with a napkin.
'I owe Clark my life!' Pete thought to himself as the huge Ross family sat down for their standard Mother's Day breakfast.
-end