Chapter VII
A Narrow Escape
Fortunately, Clark's superhuman senses had picked up on the smell of the explosive and the sound of the igniter just in time. He snatched Lex out of the car and held him tight, shielding his friend from the shock and flame with his invulnerable alien body.
Moments later, when the blast of the explosion had subsided, and the remains of the sports car were burning merrily, the two boys looked at each other.
Clark was very upset. Lex could've been killed! Why didn't he pay attention to the car? Of course, Clark wasn't hurt, and even his suit had somehow been protected by his aura of invulnerability, or something, but the new cape his mom had made him was completely shredded. "Lex, are you okay?" he asked.
Lex didn't seem to be hurt at all, but he was breathing hard, and his blue-gray eyes were wide with shock.
"Lex," Clark repeated. He x-rayed his friend worriedly.
"D-dang," Lex breathed. "I loved that car. Let me up, Clark."
Clark let go and stood up, staying ready to catch Lex if the older boy needed help. Lex took a deep breath and ran his hands over his head, then stood up quickly. He looked mad.
"Well," Lex said. "That would seem to confirm our hypothesis that Pete was not, in fact, the intended victim of tonight's kidnapping attempt."
"I'll say," Clark responded.
Lex looked at Clark, then at the burning car, then at Clark again. Clark tried to look inconspicuous. Finally Lex sighed and got his cell phone out of his jacket pocket. After reporting the explosion to the authorities, and telling them that he'd be reachable only at his cell number for the foreseeable future, he turned to Clark again. "Let's go pack another suitcase," he said.
It was a good thing Lex had so many cars. They checked the next one over very thoroughly before getting in.
A Narrow Escape
Fortunately, Clark's superhuman senses had picked up on the smell of the explosive and the sound of the igniter just in time. He snatched Lex out of the car and held him tight, shielding his friend from the shock and flame with his invulnerable alien body.
Moments later, when the blast of the explosion had subsided, and the remains of the sports car were burning merrily, the two boys looked at each other.
Clark was very upset. Lex could've been killed! Why didn't he pay attention to the car? Of course, Clark wasn't hurt, and even his suit had somehow been protected by his aura of invulnerability, or something, but the new cape his mom had made him was completely shredded. "Lex, are you okay?" he asked.
Lex didn't seem to be hurt at all, but he was breathing hard, and his blue-gray eyes were wide with shock.
"Lex," Clark repeated. He x-rayed his friend worriedly.
"D-dang," Lex breathed. "I loved that car. Let me up, Clark."
Clark let go and stood up, staying ready to catch Lex if the older boy needed help. Lex took a deep breath and ran his hands over his head, then stood up quickly. He looked mad.
"Well," Lex said. "That would seem to confirm our hypothesis that Pete was not, in fact, the intended victim of tonight's kidnapping attempt."
"I'll say," Clark responded.
Lex looked at Clark, then at the burning car, then at Clark again. Clark tried to look inconspicuous. Finally Lex sighed and got his cell phone out of his jacket pocket. After reporting the explosion to the authorities, and telling them that he'd be reachable only at his cell number for the foreseeable future, he turned to Clark again. "Let's go pack another suitcase," he said.
It was a good thing Lex had so many cars. They checked the next one over very thoroughly before getting in.