Poltergeist by Electric Spyro
A.n. hi hi! didn't expect to see an update so soon right? well, i didn't either. but it's short. and i kno how when u hafta wait 100 years for an update from someone that u want it to be nice and long (and full of clana if ur like me! lol). but anywayz, this is just a lil chapter and (sadly) with zip-o clana. but this part, however short, is an important piece of the puzzle. it's when the main characters of the two television shows, Smallville and Eerie, Indiana, finally collide. lol.
very sorry to all ur clana shippers, but i am getting time to write again and last night a discovered this great idea for the rest of the story so the chances of me havin writers block are deminishing. lol. really don't wanna jynx myself tho...
ok well better let u read.
enjoy!
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Clark, Pete, and Lana ran out of breath down the road until they reached a street lined on each side with shops. At the corner was a huge store window which had the name 'World 'O Stuff' painted sloppily on the center. It was surrounded with a bunch of diffrent and odd looking souveniors and toys.
"Sweet! Let's check that place out," Pete complimented cheerfully.
They all crossed the street and made their way to the uniquie shop.
The door opened and made a sharp jingling sound as it hit the silver bell above them. The entire store seemed to be a cross between the Talon and Clark's loft. The walls were covered with shelves of gadgets and arcade games pinging and ponging loudly. A small bar was to the right in front of another big window. Three ceiling fans were twirling above them although Clark couldn't figure out how they would move any air at all at the rate they were going.
The man working behind the bar looked to be around fifty and had a small bushy mustache. He smiled politely as he handed the customers their orders.
"Hey there new-comers!" the man greeted throwing them a childish grin.
"Uh - hi," Clark replied weakly.
"Well, come on in. I'm not gonna bite ya." He quickly added, "At least not today."
The three friends cautiously sat down on the red leathery stools. Clark sat between Pete and another boy. He had red curly hair and freckles. Probably around nine or ten years old.
"So, what're your names?" the bartender asked nicely.
"I'm Pete and this is Lana and that's Clark," Pete explained pointing to everyone as he said their names.
"Well, nice to meet all you kids. They call me Radford around here. I own this shop. And those two sitting next to you are Simon and Marshall - my devoted customers," the man said acknowledging the kids.
"Hey," Simon, the red-head, said smiling.
"What brings you to this town?" Marshall asked curiously.
Marshall had dark colored hair that was just a tad longer then Clark's with a short of punk look to him. Clark guessed he was around thirteen years old.
Minutes flew by as Pete told them about their trip from Smallville, Kansas and how they had been sight-seeing for a while (he failed to mention their playing hookie).
"Did you say Smallville?" Marshall wondered seriously.
"Yea."
"Smallville, Kansas?"
"Yea. Why?"
Simon and Marshall exchanged looks and then stared back at them with slight terror in their eyes.
"We heard there's all kinds of creepy stuff going on there. Suppose to be caused by the meteor shower that hit in 1989."
"Yeah, I guess so. Our friend Chloe is practically obsessed with it," Lana retorted taking a small sip from the glass of ice water Radford had given her free of charge.
"Chloe Sullivan?" Simon asked unbelievably his eyes growingly slightly wider.
"Yeah, how'd you know?" Clark said shocked.
"We saw her website online. We've been wanting to take a trip there for months," Marshall said amazingly.
"Take a trip to Smallville? What could possibly be of interest to you guys in Smallville?" Pete asked doubtfully.
"It's the only other town we've found that relates to ours. Meteor freaks and other strange happenings. You know - stuff that people won't believe unless they see it themselves."
"Eerie can't be as bad as Smallville," Pete exclaimed firmly holding his ground.
"Eerie's Worse," Marshall retorted firmly.
"Much worse," Simon added seriously.
It was now Lana, Pete, and Clark's turn to exchange looks.
"No one believes us," Marshall continued as he played around with the straw in his soda. "But Eerie is the center of weirdness for the entire planet."
"You two wouldn't by any chance host a site all about this weirdness would you?" Clark asked ponderingly.
"Yeah, we started it a few weeks ago. Why?"
"I think we could use your help on something," Clark replied looking over at Pete who sat dumbfounded.
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hope u liked it and i promise that my next update will be longer and clana- filled.
thanx 4 the reviews! pleez send more 2 me soon!:o)
A.n. hi hi! didn't expect to see an update so soon right? well, i didn't either. but it's short. and i kno how when u hafta wait 100 years for an update from someone that u want it to be nice and long (and full of clana if ur like me! lol). but anywayz, this is just a lil chapter and (sadly) with zip-o clana. but this part, however short, is an important piece of the puzzle. it's when the main characters of the two television shows, Smallville and Eerie, Indiana, finally collide. lol.
very sorry to all ur clana shippers, but i am getting time to write again and last night a discovered this great idea for the rest of the story so the chances of me havin writers block are deminishing. lol. really don't wanna jynx myself tho...
ok well better let u read.
enjoy!
*~*~*
Clark, Pete, and Lana ran out of breath down the road until they reached a street lined on each side with shops. At the corner was a huge store window which had the name 'World 'O Stuff' painted sloppily on the center. It was surrounded with a bunch of diffrent and odd looking souveniors and toys.
"Sweet! Let's check that place out," Pete complimented cheerfully.
They all crossed the street and made their way to the uniquie shop.
The door opened and made a sharp jingling sound as it hit the silver bell above them. The entire store seemed to be a cross between the Talon and Clark's loft. The walls were covered with shelves of gadgets and arcade games pinging and ponging loudly. A small bar was to the right in front of another big window. Three ceiling fans were twirling above them although Clark couldn't figure out how they would move any air at all at the rate they were going.
The man working behind the bar looked to be around fifty and had a small bushy mustache. He smiled politely as he handed the customers their orders.
"Hey there new-comers!" the man greeted throwing them a childish grin.
"Uh - hi," Clark replied weakly.
"Well, come on in. I'm not gonna bite ya." He quickly added, "At least not today."
The three friends cautiously sat down on the red leathery stools. Clark sat between Pete and another boy. He had red curly hair and freckles. Probably around nine or ten years old.
"So, what're your names?" the bartender asked nicely.
"I'm Pete and this is Lana and that's Clark," Pete explained pointing to everyone as he said their names.
"Well, nice to meet all you kids. They call me Radford around here. I own this shop. And those two sitting next to you are Simon and Marshall - my devoted customers," the man said acknowledging the kids.
"Hey," Simon, the red-head, said smiling.
"What brings you to this town?" Marshall asked curiously.
Marshall had dark colored hair that was just a tad longer then Clark's with a short of punk look to him. Clark guessed he was around thirteen years old.
Minutes flew by as Pete told them about their trip from Smallville, Kansas and how they had been sight-seeing for a while (he failed to mention their playing hookie).
"Did you say Smallville?" Marshall wondered seriously.
"Yea."
"Smallville, Kansas?"
"Yea. Why?"
Simon and Marshall exchanged looks and then stared back at them with slight terror in their eyes.
"We heard there's all kinds of creepy stuff going on there. Suppose to be caused by the meteor shower that hit in 1989."
"Yeah, I guess so. Our friend Chloe is practically obsessed with it," Lana retorted taking a small sip from the glass of ice water Radford had given her free of charge.
"Chloe Sullivan?" Simon asked unbelievably his eyes growingly slightly wider.
"Yeah, how'd you know?" Clark said shocked.
"We saw her website online. We've been wanting to take a trip there for months," Marshall said amazingly.
"Take a trip to Smallville? What could possibly be of interest to you guys in Smallville?" Pete asked doubtfully.
"It's the only other town we've found that relates to ours. Meteor freaks and other strange happenings. You know - stuff that people won't believe unless they see it themselves."
"Eerie can't be as bad as Smallville," Pete exclaimed firmly holding his ground.
"Eerie's Worse," Marshall retorted firmly.
"Much worse," Simon added seriously.
It was now Lana, Pete, and Clark's turn to exchange looks.
"No one believes us," Marshall continued as he played around with the straw in his soda. "But Eerie is the center of weirdness for the entire planet."
"You two wouldn't by any chance host a site all about this weirdness would you?" Clark asked ponderingly.
"Yeah, we started it a few weeks ago. Why?"
"I think we could use your help on something," Clark replied looking over at Pete who sat dumbfounded.
*~*~*
hope u liked it and i promise that my next update will be longer and clana- filled.
thanx 4 the reviews! pleez send more 2 me soon!:o)