AN: Hey, I know my first 2 chapters were short, stupid old fanfic
habits! :D I've also decided to start writing in regular form, because
putting their thoughts in bold doesn't show up Thnx and please RR.
PS. Hey DD, thanks for kind of co-writing my stories! BFF 4 evah!
Disclaimer: I don't own Smallville. But I'm working on it! lol
Clark and Lana landed in a heap on top of each other on a cold, snow ground. Jor-El, had stopped falling right before he hit the ground. Though it wouldn't have mattered, he wouldn't have felt any pain, being dead in all. He just did it to intimidate Clark. Lana looked around her new, temporary residence. Snow everywhere, and ice.
This looks promising.
"Jor-El, what the heck did you do!?"
"Just trying to make you happy, my son."
"Do NOT, call me your son, and did you even stop to consider how it would effect Lana?!"
"No, not really."
Typical
"Is he always so inconsiderate?" Lana whispered to Clark.
"Why yes Lana, I am," laughs a little, "at least when it comes to doing what's best for my son, and his wishes. And feel free to ask me your insulting questions, or anything else, because you're going to have to live with me for a while."
"DO NOT CALL ME SON! And, please, just let Lana go, I mean, she can't stay here, there's no food or water or warmth."
"Well,... we have snow."
"SNOW! What does snow have to do with anything?!" Clark screamed at Jor-El.
"Well, if you melt it, she can drink that, and snow is also very nutritious, and Kryptonian clothes are actually very warm."
"Ok, great plan Jor-El, but what am going to melt the snow with? Icicles?"
"Why not use your heat vision genius?"
"Very funny Jor-El, now can you please just let Lana go home?"
"Very well, but in return, you stay here, for eternity, and live on the rest of the Kryptonian race with pride and uphold your galactic duties." Jor-El answered smugly. Clark paused, he couldn't just give up his life forever. But Lana couldn't stay here.
If I agree, he'll hold it to me forever."
"I WON'T leave without Clark! I'm not letting him throw away his life for me, I can wait three months!" Lana said.
"Lana..."
"No Clark! I won't leave without you!"
"Ok, it's settled then!" Jor-El clapped his hands together. "KAL-EL will show you to your room."
"Ok, and his name, is Clark."
"Come on Lana." Clark led them down a long hallway lined with snow and into a room filled with snow. Clark and Lana sadly sat down on a bed made entirely of... must I really say it? Lana looked grimly at her new room. She was doing the right thing though. She couldn't let Jor-El keep Clark here forever like this. Lara seems like she could handle it, or else Jor-El wouldn't have bothered waiting until she left, She was doing the right thing, wasn't she? "I'm sorry Lana, you must hate me."
"Of course not Clark, you didn't mean for this to happen. So, where are we anyway? I thought you said Krypton blew up."
"It did Lana. I'm not sure exactly where we are because it doesn't have a name, but it takes a lot more than death to wipe out our entire species. At least that's what Jor-El said. Apparently all the Kryptonians took the remainder of the abandoned ice planet called, if I remember right, Azalon..."
"Alzalone!" Jor-El called from the other room.
"Would you stay out of this!" Lana said.
"Very assertive, bravo Lana, taking a page out of KAL-EL'S stubborn book." Jor-El replied.
"Ignore him." Clark said. Anyways..."
"Quite impossible at the moment!" Jor-El called out.
"ANYWAYS! They constructed an alternate planet, at least those who made it through the realm. Laura's mother, who was already on the verge of dying before her death, didn't quite make it, the overlords of the galaxy agreed to watch after her as a gift to Jor-El for all the years he spent in the Galactic council. Anyway, I never met my mom, because last time I was here I accidentally intercepted one of Jor-El's dercalls, or video phone calls, and she sent me home from where she was instead of coming home. Anyway, it was about Midnight, or exactly Midnight rather when we torn 65 galaxies away from home, we should probably sleep."
"65...galaxies?"
"Oh, I'm sorry Lana, I did kind of ramble on a bit, you must be confused. It was hard for me to even comprehend. And yes, we are 65 galaxies away."
"Ok, up now, there's work to be done!" Jor-El gently, ok not gently, shook his son and Lana awake.
"A weary Clark lifted his head of his pillow. "Don't...touch me!"
"Lana sat up and yawned. "Work?"
"If I understand correctly, you have lessons on earth?"
"Well yes, I guess if you mean school." Lana answered.
"Well why should here be... KAL-EL WAKE UP!" Clark groaned.
"I'm up."
"As I was saying Miss Lang, why should here be any different?"
"I guess that makes sense, what will we study?"
"You will study, all the same stuff you normally do. KAL-EL will be studying 24th level math, position 6 science, Kryptonian Literature, and you will both be studying the Kryptonian language and history. Lana, you may have more lessons than KAL-EL, but his are longer and much more difficult. And I expect his work to be a bit more efficient than what he does on Earth."
Sounds fascinating Clark yawned. "Jor-El, what time is it?"
"My biological clock reads 2,680,573 hours into my life."
"Oh that's very helpful to us, thanks Jor-El!" Clark said sarcastically.
"Hey, if you want to know what time it is, on earth, you figure it out, I'm 306 years old. Go."
"Jor-El, it's too early." Clark moaned.
"Quit complaining KAL-EL, it's good for you." Jor-El snapped. Jor-El led Clark and Lana down the hall into a room that looked more like a 999,999,999,999,999,999-book library. And that was underestimating it. Jor-El showed Clark and Lana to a long table with books stacked upon it. "Ok, let's start you off KAL-EL with your 24th level math. And Miss Lang, can work on American History. KAL-EL, do pages 405-806, and the problem of what time it is on earth, and Lana, can read pages 44-57, and answer the 16 questions. That should keep you both busy for a while." Jor-El strode from the room.
"Clark, he's making you do 401 pages of math!"
"Yeah, Lucky me." Clark opened his book and looked at his first problem.
1. Y x i9L to the 6667th power x 54 –67.8902 =?
He banged his head against the table and groaned. Lana looked up from reading and over at his problem.
"Oh my gosh! Clark you can't do that!"
"I can... but it takes too long!"
"You can?!" Lana questioned.
"Yeah, Jor-El taught it to me last time he abducted me." Clark mentioned angrily. Clark turned his attention back to his Math.
2. Op-Ell caught 677.809 square ounces of red Kryptonite. She turned x.4 cubic ounces into green Kryptonite. If 74.6 cubic ounces are green, how many square ounces are red now?" Clark clenched his fists together and began working.
Jonathon Kent came downstairs for breakfast and kissed his wife on the cheek. "Good morning Martha, is Clark home yet?"
"Actually no, he's still out."
"That's not like Clark, but he's probably on his way to school now. He must have pulled an all nighter. If he doesn't show up after school, then we can start to worry. But for now, let's just get on with our day."
"You're right, Clark can take care of himself, but I still can't help worrying."
"He'll be fine Martha."
"Hey Chloe, wait up!" Pete called after his blonde reporter friend.
"Hey Pete, have you seen Clark? I can't find him anywhere, and I have something important to show him."
"Sorry Chloe, but hey, check this out, no one has seen Princess Lana around either, I thought Clark might know something about it, but it appears he's gone missing too."
"He'll probably show up late, as usual, as for Miss Lang, I don't know what to tell you." Said Chloe sounding not so confident. The bell rang to start first period. Pete and Chloe began walking toward class. Chloe looked back over her shoulder.
Where are you Clark? She put him behind her and walked into class.
Clark put down his pencil and sighed. He finally finished the last problem, that stupid one on what time it is on earth. [9:43] He tapped Lana on the shoulder. "Lana, are you finished yet? You're falling asleep in your book."
"Oh...yeah, I'm done, don't know about awake. I'm hungry. Jor-El walked back into the room. "Ok, you're done for now, KAL-EL, why don't you and Lana go change and maybe you can give Lana something to eat. I left you some clothes in your closet and snow flavoring in the fridge."
Snow Flavoring? Clark and Lana went to their room and changed into some odd clothes. Clark ended up long white robe. Lana, hesitated before she came out. "Come on Lana, nothing can be as bad as what I'm wearing." Clark called. Lana stepped out wearing a white tube top and mini-skirt. "Whoa."
"I am not wearing this! Although I am much warmer..."
"So, shall we try some snow?" Lana nodded and followed Clark down the hall. Lana was trying really hard not to make Clark feel bad. She wasn't really ok with staying hear for three months. But, she still couldn't throw away her friends entire life. There had to be some way to talk some sense into Jor-El. Of course, she did understand how Jor-El must feel. But, then again, if he really loved Clark, he wouldn't treat him this way.
Snow actually didn't taste all that bad. At least for Lana. She was eating a Big Mac flavored snowball. Clark was in a bitter mood. Apparently he didn't need to eat, and he couldn't taste any of the flavorings. If he wanted to eat so badly, he got cold snow. Jor-El came into the room. "Enjoying yourselves?"
"I guess, this doesn't taste half bad." Lana said, taking another bite out of her snowball.
"Not really." Clark answered, fuming. Jor-El laughed. "Jor-El, how is Lana even surviving here? I did read a little in one of those other books. Humans can't survive here at all. Not even with all the "safety precautions" you used." Lana looked up from eating her snowball. Jor-El just smiled.
"All in good time KAL-EL." Lana didn't like the sound of Jor-El's voice, but she decided to drop it, for now. She wondered if anyone had noticed they were gone yet.
AN: Sorry I haven't updated. I've been busy. I wrote 2 more chapters for Switch. And made another story called the second shower. I promise to update more often, at least starting next weekend. I'm going to Disneyland for a week. I'll try to write. Anyway I g2g. L8r.
Disclaimer: I don't own Smallville. But I'm working on it! lol
Clark and Lana landed in a heap on top of each other on a cold, snow ground. Jor-El, had stopped falling right before he hit the ground. Though it wouldn't have mattered, he wouldn't have felt any pain, being dead in all. He just did it to intimidate Clark. Lana looked around her new, temporary residence. Snow everywhere, and ice.
This looks promising.
"Jor-El, what the heck did you do!?"
"Just trying to make you happy, my son."
"Do NOT, call me your son, and did you even stop to consider how it would effect Lana?!"
"No, not really."
Typical
"Is he always so inconsiderate?" Lana whispered to Clark.
"Why yes Lana, I am," laughs a little, "at least when it comes to doing what's best for my son, and his wishes. And feel free to ask me your insulting questions, or anything else, because you're going to have to live with me for a while."
"DO NOT CALL ME SON! And, please, just let Lana go, I mean, she can't stay here, there's no food or water or warmth."
"Well,... we have snow."
"SNOW! What does snow have to do with anything?!" Clark screamed at Jor-El.
"Well, if you melt it, she can drink that, and snow is also very nutritious, and Kryptonian clothes are actually very warm."
"Ok, great plan Jor-El, but what am going to melt the snow with? Icicles?"
"Why not use your heat vision genius?"
"Very funny Jor-El, now can you please just let Lana go home?"
"Very well, but in return, you stay here, for eternity, and live on the rest of the Kryptonian race with pride and uphold your galactic duties." Jor-El answered smugly. Clark paused, he couldn't just give up his life forever. But Lana couldn't stay here.
If I agree, he'll hold it to me forever."
"I WON'T leave without Clark! I'm not letting him throw away his life for me, I can wait three months!" Lana said.
"Lana..."
"No Clark! I won't leave without you!"
"Ok, it's settled then!" Jor-El clapped his hands together. "KAL-EL will show you to your room."
"Ok, and his name, is Clark."
"Come on Lana." Clark led them down a long hallway lined with snow and into a room filled with snow. Clark and Lana sadly sat down on a bed made entirely of... must I really say it? Lana looked grimly at her new room. She was doing the right thing though. She couldn't let Jor-El keep Clark here forever like this. Lara seems like she could handle it, or else Jor-El wouldn't have bothered waiting until she left, She was doing the right thing, wasn't she? "I'm sorry Lana, you must hate me."
"Of course not Clark, you didn't mean for this to happen. So, where are we anyway? I thought you said Krypton blew up."
"It did Lana. I'm not sure exactly where we are because it doesn't have a name, but it takes a lot more than death to wipe out our entire species. At least that's what Jor-El said. Apparently all the Kryptonians took the remainder of the abandoned ice planet called, if I remember right, Azalon..."
"Alzalone!" Jor-El called from the other room.
"Would you stay out of this!" Lana said.
"Very assertive, bravo Lana, taking a page out of KAL-EL'S stubborn book." Jor-El replied.
"Ignore him." Clark said. Anyways..."
"Quite impossible at the moment!" Jor-El called out.
"ANYWAYS! They constructed an alternate planet, at least those who made it through the realm. Laura's mother, who was already on the verge of dying before her death, didn't quite make it, the overlords of the galaxy agreed to watch after her as a gift to Jor-El for all the years he spent in the Galactic council. Anyway, I never met my mom, because last time I was here I accidentally intercepted one of Jor-El's dercalls, or video phone calls, and she sent me home from where she was instead of coming home. Anyway, it was about Midnight, or exactly Midnight rather when we torn 65 galaxies away from home, we should probably sleep."
"65...galaxies?"
"Oh, I'm sorry Lana, I did kind of ramble on a bit, you must be confused. It was hard for me to even comprehend. And yes, we are 65 galaxies away."
"Ok, up now, there's work to be done!" Jor-El gently, ok not gently, shook his son and Lana awake.
"A weary Clark lifted his head of his pillow. "Don't...touch me!"
"Lana sat up and yawned. "Work?"
"If I understand correctly, you have lessons on earth?"
"Well yes, I guess if you mean school." Lana answered.
"Well why should here be... KAL-EL WAKE UP!" Clark groaned.
"I'm up."
"As I was saying Miss Lang, why should here be any different?"
"I guess that makes sense, what will we study?"
"You will study, all the same stuff you normally do. KAL-EL will be studying 24th level math, position 6 science, Kryptonian Literature, and you will both be studying the Kryptonian language and history. Lana, you may have more lessons than KAL-EL, but his are longer and much more difficult. And I expect his work to be a bit more efficient than what he does on Earth."
Sounds fascinating Clark yawned. "Jor-El, what time is it?"
"My biological clock reads 2,680,573 hours into my life."
"Oh that's very helpful to us, thanks Jor-El!" Clark said sarcastically.
"Hey, if you want to know what time it is, on earth, you figure it out, I'm 306 years old. Go."
"Jor-El, it's too early." Clark moaned.
"Quit complaining KAL-EL, it's good for you." Jor-El snapped. Jor-El led Clark and Lana down the hall into a room that looked more like a 999,999,999,999,999,999-book library. And that was underestimating it. Jor-El showed Clark and Lana to a long table with books stacked upon it. "Ok, let's start you off KAL-EL with your 24th level math. And Miss Lang, can work on American History. KAL-EL, do pages 405-806, and the problem of what time it is on earth, and Lana, can read pages 44-57, and answer the 16 questions. That should keep you both busy for a while." Jor-El strode from the room.
"Clark, he's making you do 401 pages of math!"
"Yeah, Lucky me." Clark opened his book and looked at his first problem.
1. Y x i9L to the 6667th power x 54 –67.8902 =?
He banged his head against the table and groaned. Lana looked up from reading and over at his problem.
"Oh my gosh! Clark you can't do that!"
"I can... but it takes too long!"
"You can?!" Lana questioned.
"Yeah, Jor-El taught it to me last time he abducted me." Clark mentioned angrily. Clark turned his attention back to his Math.
2. Op-Ell caught 677.809 square ounces of red Kryptonite. She turned x.4 cubic ounces into green Kryptonite. If 74.6 cubic ounces are green, how many square ounces are red now?" Clark clenched his fists together and began working.
Jonathon Kent came downstairs for breakfast and kissed his wife on the cheek. "Good morning Martha, is Clark home yet?"
"Actually no, he's still out."
"That's not like Clark, but he's probably on his way to school now. He must have pulled an all nighter. If he doesn't show up after school, then we can start to worry. But for now, let's just get on with our day."
"You're right, Clark can take care of himself, but I still can't help worrying."
"He'll be fine Martha."
"Hey Chloe, wait up!" Pete called after his blonde reporter friend.
"Hey Pete, have you seen Clark? I can't find him anywhere, and I have something important to show him."
"Sorry Chloe, but hey, check this out, no one has seen Princess Lana around either, I thought Clark might know something about it, but it appears he's gone missing too."
"He'll probably show up late, as usual, as for Miss Lang, I don't know what to tell you." Said Chloe sounding not so confident. The bell rang to start first period. Pete and Chloe began walking toward class. Chloe looked back over her shoulder.
Where are you Clark? She put him behind her and walked into class.
Clark put down his pencil and sighed. He finally finished the last problem, that stupid one on what time it is on earth. [9:43] He tapped Lana on the shoulder. "Lana, are you finished yet? You're falling asleep in your book."
"Oh...yeah, I'm done, don't know about awake. I'm hungry. Jor-El walked back into the room. "Ok, you're done for now, KAL-EL, why don't you and Lana go change and maybe you can give Lana something to eat. I left you some clothes in your closet and snow flavoring in the fridge."
Snow Flavoring? Clark and Lana went to their room and changed into some odd clothes. Clark ended up long white robe. Lana, hesitated before she came out. "Come on Lana, nothing can be as bad as what I'm wearing." Clark called. Lana stepped out wearing a white tube top and mini-skirt. "Whoa."
"I am not wearing this! Although I am much warmer..."
"So, shall we try some snow?" Lana nodded and followed Clark down the hall. Lana was trying really hard not to make Clark feel bad. She wasn't really ok with staying hear for three months. But, she still couldn't throw away her friends entire life. There had to be some way to talk some sense into Jor-El. Of course, she did understand how Jor-El must feel. But, then again, if he really loved Clark, he wouldn't treat him this way.
Snow actually didn't taste all that bad. At least for Lana. She was eating a Big Mac flavored snowball. Clark was in a bitter mood. Apparently he didn't need to eat, and he couldn't taste any of the flavorings. If he wanted to eat so badly, he got cold snow. Jor-El came into the room. "Enjoying yourselves?"
"I guess, this doesn't taste half bad." Lana said, taking another bite out of her snowball.
"Not really." Clark answered, fuming. Jor-El laughed. "Jor-El, how is Lana even surviving here? I did read a little in one of those other books. Humans can't survive here at all. Not even with all the "safety precautions" you used." Lana looked up from eating her snowball. Jor-El just smiled.
"All in good time KAL-EL." Lana didn't like the sound of Jor-El's voice, but she decided to drop it, for now. She wondered if anyone had noticed they were gone yet.
AN: Sorry I haven't updated. I've been busy. I wrote 2 more chapters for Switch. And made another story called the second shower. I promise to update more often, at least starting next weekend. I'm going to Disneyland for a week. I'll try to write. Anyway I g2g. L8r.