THE CLARKY HORROR SMALLVILLE SHOW

DISCLAIMER: I own nothing Smallville. A lot of the dialogue and songs were adapted from "The Rocky Horror Show" a musical with Book, Music & Lyrics by Richard O'Brien… although the inspiration was the movie…And once again, I own nothing of that. This is just my homage to that great flick!

AN: To indicate songs, I have put them in italics. To make it so thoughts aren't confused with songs, song lines are surrounded by quotation marks. Oh, and the rhyming... Well, let's just say that it's a little weak. But how many things rhyme with Chloe! Come on!

P.S. If you have an instrumentational version of Rocky Horror Picture Show, it's fun to use my words and sing along. I've tried it... Of course, it was in the privacy of my own home, so I didn't embarrass myself, but still!

The day had been beautiful and the sunset covered the fields in its rosy hue. Pete and Chloe stepped out of the dance. It had been odd. None of their friends had been there and it had been really 1950s eradull. Whitney and Alicia came out arm and arm, crowns on their perfectly coiffed heads. Alicia led Chloe off to apparently talk some girl talk. "Well, Pete, I guess we made it," Whitney chuckled, clapping Pete on the back.

Pete rolled his eyes and sighed. "I don't think there was ever any doubt about that, man. You and Alicia have been almost inseparable since Lana dumped your sorry butt."

"To tell you the truth, Pete, Lana didn't dump me… I dumped her. Once I saw Alicia and how she could sneak past my parents for a little post-curfew slap and tickle, there was nothing else I could do. Thank goodness for Mr. Kent's field trip." Whitney smirked, trying to look knowing.

"Yeah, Chloe and I like him. I think we would have even if Clark hadn't been one of our best friends. It's a shame he couldn't do more stuff like that."

"So," Whitney leered, nudging Pete. "When are you gonna' try for Chloe?"

Pete squirmed. It was no secret that he'd had a thing for Chloe forever. But she had always seemed satisfied with their friendship and he hadn't wanted to ruin it. "Who knows?" he shrugged.

Alicia and Chloe came back to the two boys and Alicia grasped Whitney's arm. After a whispered conversation where Whitney's smile grew ever broader, he said, "Well, guys… It's been great, but we gotta' get out of here. Have a great time." He and Alicia practically raced to his car.

Chloe shook her head. "Like it isn't obvious what they're about to go and do!"

Pete looked at his best friend and blushed. "Whitney's a lucky guy."

"Whatever!"

"Everyone knows Alicia is really easy!"

"She wasn't when Clark went out with her." Chloe grunted. Secretly, she had been really glad when Clark had broken it off with Alicia. It made her own life a whole lot simpler.

Sounds of the dance wafted out of the open doors. The friends turned towards the door and then to each other, identical looks of distaste on their faces. "Hey, Chloe?"

"Yeah, Pete?"

"I've got a suggestion." Pete was feeling distinctly nervous, but Chloe just looked at him expectantly. "The dance is really boring. What do you say we get out of here?"

"Oh, oh Pete!" Chloe practically jumped up and down, which was quite the feat considering the dress she was wearing… and it was such a girly thing to do…

"Your dress is so neat and so flowy," Pete sang. He looked at her in horror, but there seemed nothing he could do about it. In the background, he could have sworn he heard "Chloe" sung by some weird back-up singers. He turned to look for the source, but saw no one. "I'm hungry so let's get some chow, see." (Chloe) "This song is turning so hokey." (Chloe) "I've one thing to say and that's Joe me, Chloe… I love you…" Pete's eyes widened in shock. He'd never meant to reveal that secret. It'd come close a number of times, but the words had never crossed his lips. "I'm making a joke. Crap, blow me!" (Chloe) "I'm looking to hang with some ropey." (Chloe) "I see in your eyes that it's nopey." (Chloe) "I've one thing to say and that's Joe me, Chloe… I love you… Here's the pin to prove that I'm no joker." He pulled out of his pocket his letterman pin that he'd been saving for the appropriate moment. "There's three ways that love can grow. That's good, bad or mediocre. Oh! C-H-L-O-E, I love you so!"

Chloe turned and skipped to the parking lot. Apparently, the background music wasn't going to let her go so easily. "Oh! I wish I felt that this was neat." (Oh, Pete!) "Waiting it just is not a treat." (Oh, Pete!) "You're eyes I just can not seem to meet." (Oh, Pete!) "I've one thing to say and that's, Pete, I can't… Not with you! Oh, Pete!" Chloe grabbed his arm as he was about to run away from her.

"Oh, blow me!" Pete muttered in tune, looking at the ground.

Chloe tilted his chin up so he would look at her. "It's neat…"

"So, show me!" Pete's hopeful eyes pleaded with her to change her mind.

"Not with you!" Chloe's eyes filled with tears.

Pete joined in, "I wish you do-oo-oo!"

Together they sang, "There's one thing left to do-ah-ooh!"

"And that's go see the man who gives hopey." (Chloe) "There must be a way I'm not mopey." (Chloe) "I'llwash out my mouth with some soapy." (Chloe) Pete tried to clap his hands out over his mouth, but suddenly he was in full dance mode and his arms swung out to the side. "I've one thing to say and that's Joe me, Chloe… I love you!" The tempo was slowing down and Pete could only be thankful. "Joe me, Chloe!"

Chloe rolled her eyes. "Oh, Pete, you're neat!"

"Go see, Chloe…" He motioned for her and they could hear the end of the song with the next line… which they both sang. "Let's get help!"

"Well, that was interesting," Chloe remarked, as the music died down and she looked around to see if anyone had noticed them. She thanked her lucky stars that no one had.

"You know I was talking about getting some coffee, right Chloe?" Pete begged, wishing the earth would open up and swallow him whole.

"You bet, Pete," Chloe chuckled and gave him a wink. "Let's run by the Talon, grab a little something and then head to Mr. Kent's. He has the most level head around here. He'll know what to do." She grabbed his hand and hauled him to her car. He was just relieved that she wasn't going to tease him mercilessly.

AN: So, this is the first installment. What do you think? I'm trying to stay mostly true to character, so I'm hoping I succeeded. For those of you purists out there, I paired Whitney and Alicia together because they are both dead and the way the story goes, I need two throw away characters just for the beginning. So, reviews please! Oh, and if you can guess which Smallville character plays which Rocky Horror character, I'll give you snaps in the next installment. WARNING: Trying to rhyme with the original songs is very taxing. I'm not guaranteeing when my next chapter will be up!