October 7, 2001
Lana Lang got out of the truck, her friends Claire, Frank, Chloe, and Pete were in the car which was driven by Jonathan Kent. "Bye Lana," they said as the truck pulled away to drop the others off at their homes. Lana paused just a moment before opening the front door, she had an eerie feeling that she was being watched. Shrugging it off, she entered her home went upstairs to her room. On her bed was a box. Lana picked up the box, noticed it was light, she opened the box and a bunch of brightly colored butterflies flew out.
Outside in a tree, Greg Arkin, a boy from school is recording Lana's reaction with a video camera as seen through the window to her bedroom.
Greg's Mom was waiting for him when he got home, she was not happy. "Greg, how dare you spy on Lana Lang, Nell Potter and I are members of the Garden Club, and how could I face her again knowing I have a peeping tom spying on her niece?" "Mom, what are you doing in my room?" Greg asked. "Your room is a pig sty with all those creepy crawlies you keep in there! That's not the sort of activity a boy your age should be engaged in. That's it I don't know what else to do. I'm calling the Military Academy tomorrow, I am at my wits end trying to deal with your unhealthy hobbies and your stalking Nell's Niece, and it stops now!" "What about my bugs? What's going to happen to them?" Greg demanded.
In the middle of the night, Greg is loading glass cases full of his unique bugs, some of which he found near the green glowing meteor rocks he found near his tree house at the site of the Creekside foundry, an abandoned steel mill. Greg had to save his bugs, give them a home. Greg did not want to go to the military school, and Greg felt he had to return his bugs to the wild before him Mom disposed of them. Greg loaded his glass cases full of bugs into his Volkswagen Beetle, he got into the driver's seat and the old beetle putted to life. Greg drove nervously, not know what to do, he didn't want to go to military school! The beetle hit a pothole, one of the glass cases broke, and the strange glowing insects started swarming around his head. The bugs began to bite him, Greg said, "No!" as he frantically swatted at the biting insects, distracted, Greg's Volkswagen careened off the road and crashed into a tree. All the other glass cases broke open and insects swarmed inside the car, Greg screamed!
The next morning Mrs Arkin enters Gregs room finding all the bug cages empty, but Greg is nowhere to be seen. "Greg? Greg?" Mrs Arkin called, but he received no answer, she walked to the front door, but her son's car was not in the driveway, he must have gone early to school, she thought. The only place Mrs Arkin didn't think to look was up, she doesn't notice her son stuck to the ceiling with a web-like material.
Claire was dreaming her dream again, she had a number of dreams lately, one involved a planet with a red sun, she didn't remember much, the other times, she dreamed she could fly. All she had to do was push down mentally with her mind and the ground would drop away, she placed her two arms out in front of her and that controlled the direction. Often time she would fight evil villains, she wore her superhero uniform with a red 'S' on a gold diamond on her chest, she wore a blue shirt that exposed her mid-drift, and she wore a blue skirt with red boots, similar to the cheerleader outfit she designed except the later had no red cape. Sometimes she flew with a muscle-bound man with dark hair in a similar uniform, except he wore blue tights with red underwear on the outside and a red cape, she forgot the name of this man, she had a feeling that he was someone close. Right now in this dream, she was flying alone above Smallville, she felt she had to check on one of her new friends Frank Carter.
Claire flew into Frank's window, and there he was lying in bed below her. Frank got up, jumped up from his bed and grabbed her at the waist. Claire was startled when she realized she wasn't dreaming, and this couldn't be happening, she fell on top of Frank knocking him down on his bed.
Frank couldn't believe it. Claire just flew into his room, knocking his screen window out of its frame. How could she just hover there defying gravity like that, it had to be a trick. Frank leaped up and grabbed Claire who suddenly awakened and fell on top of him as Frank's bed suddenly collapsed on the floor. Claire was in her pajamas Frank realized, she must have been doing this in her sleep, but how?
Claire looked Frank in the eye. Frank had the wind knocked out of him, so he was wheezing to catch his breath, but even so, he couldn't help noticing how beautiful Claire was. "How did I get in your room Frank?" "You flew in," was Frank's reply, "You tore my screen window off its frame as you flew through it." "Oh no!" Claire said, "I'm sorry, I've been having these dreams lately, and sometimes have been known to sleepwalk," Claire apologized. "You aren't going to tell anyone about this are you?" Claire asked. "Who'd believe me anyway?" Frank said. "Please don't," Claire pleaded, "I don't want the government taking me away. Please keep my secret, I'll make it worth your while," Claire added slyly. "How?" Frank asked curiously. "Like this," Claire explained, and then she was all over him, she kissed him, hugged him, she was on top of him. Frank's heart raced, he felt his skin getting warmer, and he never thought he'd get this far on his first date.
Frank wanted a girlfriend so bad, so many of his friends had girlfriends back in his old school; Frank had no luck with girls, until now. He kept asking them out and they kept on rejecting them, and now this beautiful girl was practically ravishing him, smothering him with kisses. Frank hugged Claire's beautiful curvy body, Frank was getting aroused and he felt like he was going to lose control of himself. Between kisses, Frank said, "Claire," and then there was more kissing, after enjoying this and Claire's weight on his body, Frank managed to say, Claire, I think we should slow down." Claire stopped. "I don't think my father will approve of us fornicating in my bed. But I think I love you! I want to go steady! But let's slow down!" They kissed and hugged a few more times with Frank running his fingers through her hair and then they pulled apart. Their clothes were still on. "Your right," Claire admitted, "Just wanted to put you in the right frame of mind for keeping my secret. If you want me as your girlfriend, you'll keep my secret. Otherwise share me with the government." Frank definitely didn't want to do that. "I'll keep your secret," Frank admitted, "Do you love me?" "It too early to tell," Claire considered, "Mostly I was desperate to make you want to keep my secret, but I do like you, there must be some reason my subconscious brought me here." "I've been having all sorts of dreams lately, as if I was recalling some other life." "I do want you," Frank said, "I'm attracted to you, and my body wants to do something with you that I know I shouldn't, especially when I'm 14 and living under my father's roof. I want you as a girlfriend for now, if there's any chance this could work, I want to take it." "It's a deal then," Claire said, "You keep my secret, and I'll be your girlfriend, we'll give it some time and see how it goes." "That's fine by me," said Frank, and they sealed it with a kiss.
Claire looked around, "There are some things about me you should know, if you come over to my house, I can explain them better, right now I'd better get back. I can run really fast, so please keep my secret." "I will," Frank promised. The wind snapped and Claire was gone out the window. Frank saw her figure kick up a cloud of dust as she cut through the cornfields. Frank sat back in shock, realizing than his new girlfriend wasn't human. The way she disappeared over the top of that hill, she had to be doing well over a hundred. Frank was numb with comprehension when he realized that she had to be way stronger than him to run that fast, he shivered when he realized how powerful she had to be.
Frank got dressed, had breakfast, and told his father he was paying a visit to the Kent farm. Frank got on his bicycle and rode a few miles till he caught sight of the Kent farm, there was a windmill above the barn. Cows were mooing, chickens from the hen house were clucking. Frank walked up the driveway, knocked on the front door Claire opened it. "Hello Frank," Claire said. "Hi Claire," Frank said, "I saw you run through the corn field. I don't think there is any human on the face of this Earth who could run so fast." "Your right, I did tell you I could run fast. I suppose I should have warned you about how fast." Claire said, "To tell you the truth, the flying thing is a bit of a surprise as well. I sometimes fly when I'm asleep, I have yet to do so while I'm awake however. I can run really fast though." The wind snapped, Claire said, "Boo!" a few inches from Frank's ear, Frank stumbled, but Claire caught him.
Frank put an arm around her shoulder as he steadied himself, though Frank was sure she weighed less than he did. "I can do this though," Claire grabbed Frank's legs with her left arm and supported Frank's shoulders with her right under his back and lifted him up off the ground. Claire then bent her knees and jumped up into the air. Claire took Frank up 20 feet into the air and then they both fell down. Claire landed on her feet lowing Frank back onto the ground. Claire then picked up a rock and it shattered in her grip with a loud crack as she squeezed it. Frank was flabbergasted.
"Oh did I mention I was hit by a car with not a scratch on me?" Claire added. Frank had to sit down in the meadow; Claire sat down next to him. "I know it's a bit overwhelming isn't it. Sometimes I wish I was just like you, it would have made life much simpler for me. Up till now I had to keep all these powers a secret, only my parents know and now you. Now my life is in your hands." Frank looked at her trying to decide what to do, he held her hand that crushed the rock, and it felt warm in his hands, not like something that could break a rock. Frank put his arms around her again and kissed her, Claire let him. Claire's lips felt soft, her skin felt warm, just as a girl should.
Frank decided to reveal his thoughts, "If you can do that to rock, what can you do to bone?" "I don't like to think about it," Claire said, "I can control it very well. I can kiss you without breaking your jaw, I can hold you without crushing your rib cage." "Seems my life is in your hands," Frank admitted. "Except I'm not going to crush you or kill you," Claire said, "You can rat me out to the government, but I have to warn you that when they take me away, you probably won't see me again. Seems I picked my boyfriend very well, you are awkward around girls, I can hear your heart beat, feel your palms sweat, you are infatuated with me. Believe me I know the signs, and now you've got me. What are you going to do?" "I'll keep your secrets, I trust you, my senses keep telling me you are a girl, but what you can do tells me you are not human." "No I am not, but I was raised as human, would you like to see my spaceship?" Claire asked. "Sure why not," Frank shrugged. Claire led Frank to the storm cellar, she opened the door and showed him her spaceship. "It looks small for a spaceship." Frank said. "I was a baby when it carried me," Claire explained. "What planet are you from?" Frank asked. "I don't know," Claire said. Jonathan called, "Claire, it's time to go!" "We're hauling some produce to the farmer's market today, would you like to come?" "Sure," Frank said.
Frank got into the Kent's truck along with Martha, Jonathan, and Claire. Frank sat in back with Claire, in spite all the reassurances, Frank still felt like a fly caught in a web, he didn't know what he was getting into when he pursued Claire for a date, and now she caught him. Frank felt his life was not going to be the same, ever! Oh he'll keep his secrets all right, but inside he knew she was different, not simply the beautiful blonde girl she appeared to be. Frank swallowed, nothing to do he supposed, he lost his mother, realized life was precious. No point in being afraid of what might happen, he figured.
The truck pulled into the parking lot of the farmer's market. Jonathan and Frank unloaded a table from the back of the truck and set up the tent, various fruits and vegetables were put into crates while Martha and Claire watched. Frank noticed that Lana was at a flower stand and Whitney Fordman was talking with her, "Aw come on, why won't you go out with me?" "You were going after Claire, that's why!" Lana was furious. "Oh come on Lana, we were just friends that's all. Didn't mean nothing by it!" Whitney said. "And I suppose tying me up to s scare crow post after beating me up with your friends and stripping me down to my underwear didn't mean nothing either!" Frank broke in. "Geez, it was only a joke, are all you guys from New York always so serious?" Whitney said. "Well my head still smarts from the time you punched me!" Frank added. "After you kicked me in the shin!" Whitney added. Lana broke in, "Did you really tie Frank to a scarecrow post in that cornfield?" "It was only a harmless high school prank," Said Whitney. "The bump on my head says its not!" Frank added. Jonathan broke in, "This is neither the time nor the place for this." "Alright!" both Frank and Whitney agreed while not much liking each other either. Whitney quickly departs for some other venue, having not achieved what he sought at this farmer's market.
A while later Greg Arkin approaches Lana at the flower stand. "Hello Lana," Greg said, "Remember you said you'd help me with my English assignment? I was thinking maybe you could come over to my house tonight so we can work on it together." Detecting a come on Lana said, "I think rather that we can meet at the library tomorrow instead, I'm busy tonight, sorry." "What's the matter, too good for me eh Lana? Still going out with that creep Whitney?" Greg asked. "No that's not it, I just tired of your lame excuse of using your homework to get a date with me. I'm not going out with anybody right now! Just leave me alone!" Lana said. "Fine Greg conceded, just remember Lana, we were meant for each other, it is our destiny!" "Just go away!" Lana almost screamed. Frank decided to step in, "you heard her Greg, just go!" Greg gave Frank a shove into the dirt and then ran off. Claire ran up to him, "Are you okay?" she said. Wiping the dust off his face, Frank said, "I'll be alright, but you know what, he's much stronger than he looks." Claire helped him up. Just then Lex Luthor walked up, "I just saw what happened, are you alright?" "I'll be fine," said Frank, "but I seem to get beat up a lot around here."
"Oh hello Claire," Lex said, "I didn't know you were hanging out with Frank." "Frank is my steady boyfriend," Claire said. "Funny," Lex said to Frank, "You don't look her type. I've seen girls like her at fashion shows, I even dated a few." "Well some girls will surprise you," Frank admitted, "and believe me she is not what she seems." "You know that she pulled me out of my car after I ran it off the bridge and into the river below?" Lex said. "Wouldn't surprise me a bit," Frank said, "I understand that she is an excellent swimmer." "Well you know that something ripped the roof off my car," Lex added. "Well you did say you drove it off a bridge, maybe you hit something that ripped the roof off your car." Frank said, "You know maybe you shouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth and just be glad she jumped in to rescue you." "Maybe I should," Lex said looking unconvinced. Lex then school Jonathan's and Martha's hand, "Good seeing you Mr. and Mrs. Kent. Should you need anything just let me know, I am in your daughters debt." "Have a nice day Lex," Jonathan said. Lex then departed.
Whitney approaches Greg and says, "I know you've been leaving boxes full of butterflies for Lana, I want it to stop!" "Gee I thought you broke up with Lana and were hot for Claire. Not much luck aye?" Greg said truculently. "I'm just saying I better not find out you've been sending my girl more butterflies, or else something unfortunate might happen." Greg shrugged, "Indeed it may. Just remember one thing, sometimes you're the windshield and sometimes you're the bug." Whitney got in his car and drove away. Greg said as Whitney was driving away, "looks like I'll have to do something to get you out of the picture, After all, I can't have you getting back together with Lana, now can I."
Whitney was driving down the road in his truck. Spying him from a distance, Greg quickly scrambled up a tree, there he waited until the truck drove under the branch he was standing on. Greg landed on the roof of the truck. Whitney head the bang and the indentation on his roof. Something or someone was banging on the roof of his car, suddenly the driver side door window shattered with the impact causing Whitney to jerk his steering wheel to the right in reaction, the truck flipped over in its side. Whitney was knocked unconscious. The fuel line was ruptured by the crash. Greg leaped off and stood back for a while to admire his handiwork, he saw another truck coming his way, so he scrambled back into the forest.
Martha, Jonathan, and Claire were in their family truck driving away from the farmer's market to get some lunch. Frank was left at the vegetable stand next to Lana's Floral stand. When Martha spotted Whitney overturned truck. "Jonathan there's been an accident!" Martha declared. Jonathan pulled the truck over. Claire got out and went up to the truck, she smelled gasoline, saw Whitney unconscious in the truck, so she smashed the windshield with her fists and pulled it off, then she ripped off the seatbelts and carried Whitney from the car. Just then the spilled gasoline caught fire and the truck erupted into a fireball. Claire threw Whitney to the ground a and jumped on top of him just as the flames covered them both. The flames died down as the interior of the truck caught fire with the blast. The clothes on Claire's back were singed. Jonathan ran up to see of Claire was alright, when he touched her, he pulled his hand away as it singed at touching her, he noticed that Claire was otherwise unharmed, but her clothing on her back was pretty charred, she got up and Whitney was mostly unharmed with Claire having blocked most of the blast from reaching him.
Lana rode her horse and then dismounted as she got to the stables, She led her horse into its stall then closed the door, she didn't notice Lex Luthor was watching her until she turned around. "Whitney Fordman, was asking for you, he's been in an accident, his car flipped over and caught fire, they say if it weren't for Claire pulling him out of the wreck, he would have died. He gave me this message, he asks your forgiveness, and he wants to get back with you, and he gave me this," Lex hands her a note, "it's his hospital room number and the main number for Smallville Hospital, he says his cell phone was destroyed in the accident, so if you want to call him, you can call this number or visit him in the hospital.
The doctors say he has first and second degree burns on the sides of his body, so far no skin grafts are necessary, they expect to release him later today in fact, so you can call him at his home number if you're interested." "I will call him, thanks Lex," Lana said. "I'm surprised you know my name," Lex said. No surprise at all. My mother knows your father, and there was that time I caught you skinny dipping with that model." "So you were that girl?" Lex exclaimed, "How old were you?" "I was ten," Lana admitted. "Oh so that explains it," Lex said, "that was four years ago." "Yes, I went to a Metropolis riding competition. Your father invited my aunt and me to stay and use your indoor poor, and there you were with another girl skinny dipping." Lex notices the pendant Lana was wearing with the green glowing rock in it, "That's an interesting piece of jewelry you're wearing," Lex said, "where did you get it?" "It's a piece of the meteor that killed my father and mother. I have my aunt make a pendant out of it to remind me of my parents, and it brought me so much bad luck; I figure it could only have good luck left." "That's intriguing, you know I was there when the meteors hit too? My father was negotiating to buy that Cream corn factory to turn it into a fertilizer factory that was the time I lost my hair. I remember it quite distinctly."
Greg's mother arrives home to find it swelteringly hot, she checks the thermostat and finds its set at 103 degrees. "103 degrees! Greg," she say, "Greg where are you?" Some of the walls are covered with webs. She goes into Greg's room and finds Greg standing there. "Greg, what's gotten into you? Why is the thermostat wet so high? We've got to get you straightened out." "Its too late Mom, I've changes, first I'm going to eat, then molt, then mate. Oh by the way, did I tell you about the Pharaoh Spider, after it hatches it eats its mother!" then Greg spat out some spider web.
Greg took a shower later that day, having stored his dead mother in a cocoon for later eating. Greg was scrubbing away, he had an itch, his skin was peeling away, and he peeled the skin off his face, shoulders and back revealing a new layer of skin underneath, it felt good to shed his skin.
Frank was in the Kent barn, he wanted to be near Claire, and working on the Kent farm was just the reason he needed to justify his presence, also he figured he needed the exercise, Jonathan was paying him about eight dollars an hour to help with the farm tasks, he learned how to operate the milking machine, and right now he was sharpening the blades of the thresher. Claire opened the barn door, her blonde hair in curls this time, just slight wavy curls at the end of her hair, Frank rather liked it, "would you like some help?" she asked. "Thought you'd never ask," Frank replied, "You know there is something not right about that Greg, he not what he appears to be, he shoved me pretty hard into the ground, knocked the wind right out of me, when I told him to leave Lana alone."
Claire climbed up the loft and grabbed the chain attached to the thresher, so he could raise it up to the loft where it was stored when suddenly Greg jumped down from the ceiling and attacked her knocking her down. Frank ran up the ceiling and suddenly Greg struck Frank knocking him off the loft. Frank fell the wind snapped as Claire disappeared from where she was standing and Frank felt someone catch him as he fell to the ground. Frank saw two slender female arms around his chest, he turned around to find Claire on her back, he helped her up revealing the threshing machine with its blades bent to the side where she landed. Those blades would have cut Frank to ribbons! Claire looked around at the ceiling and every fark corner of the barn, Greg was gone. Frank said, "Mind turning around?" Claire complied, Frank looked at her back, her shirt was torn, her bra strap was cut by the blades, but not a scratch on her back. Frank touched her skin, it felt smooth and soft, "I don't get this," Frank said. "Neither do I," Claire admitted. Frank rubbed her back, "Can you feel my hands?" "Yes," Claire said. "Did you feel the blades when you landed on them?" Frank asked. "Yes," Claire admitted, "But it felt like so much tin foil." Frank put his hands on her waist and rubbed her sides, "You know I like doing this," Frank said. Claire turned around and said; "I'll bet you do," and then she kissed him, her arms wrapped around his back as Frank held onto her and her torn shirt. "Maybe it's time you get another shirt," Frank said, regretfully letting this moment slip. "You could be right, come along Frank." Claire said. The two walked back to the farmhouse holding hands. The moment was unreal to Frank, she was holding the hand of this blonde girl, who he couldn't believe was his girlfriend, and he couldn't believe what he just saw her do, but her she was looking like a fragile blonde beauty, Frank knew from personal experience such looks can be deceptive.
That same day Frank and Claire went over to Chloe's house, Pete was there already, Claire called her up and told her about the incident with Greg jumping from the ceiling, they found green footprints there of some sticky fluid. Chloe was a on the internet searching for similar incidents, she found an article, "Look here," she said pointing to the computer screen, "It says here there was reputed to be some Amazonian tribesmen who took on the characteristics of insects after being bitten by them." Chloe continued, "You remember that tree house Greg built near that foundry, he did all sorts of bug collecting there, and there were all those green glowing meteor rocks that made Claire sick," she added. "Don't remind me, Claire said, I hated that place," Claire admitted, "only went there once, and all those bugs!" "Yeah I remember Greg," Pete added. Chloe continued, "Somehow those meteor rocks must have mutated those bugs and when they bit Greg, it turned him into bug boy!" "Now that sounds familiar," Frank said, "I read a comic book about a teenager who got bitten by a radioactive spider once, if gave him superhuman strength, he was able to cling to walls, and cast spider webs and swing from building to building. I didn't know this could happen in real life!" "A lot of strange things have been happening in Smallville since that meteor shower," Chloe said. Claire said, "I think it's time we paid Greg a visit.
The four kids approached Greg's house Chloe looked through the window, the living room was a mess, there was food on the table, dishes were on the coffee table, on the television a DVD player was playing an endless loop of Lana Lang going about her daily activities in her back yard. "Hello," Chloe said, "anyone home?" There was no answer. The foursome let themselves in through an open window. Claire looked into the bathroom, there was human skin piled up near the drain of the tube, "Gross!" Claire exclaimed. Frank said, "Uh Oh, I think Lana's in trouble!" "We'd better find Lana quick!" Chloe said. Claire was investigating all the spider webs in Greg's room, she parted some cobwebs when Greg's mother's desiccated body fell through, Claire screamed. Frank ran up beside her without thinking what it could be that would make Claire scream, he wrinkled his nose when he saw and smelled the dead body, "Ugh!" Frank said as he waved away the flies, "I think Lana's really in trouble; we must save her before its too late!"
Lana was riding her horse at the stables as she often did on the weekends, she gave the horse a good workout, jumping over fences and riding through the horse trails, finally it was time to return her horse to the stables where he was kept. Lana dismounted and led her horse through the barn door. Whitney followed her in, "Lana, I'm sorry I tied Frank up to that stake on the day of the Homecoming dance, I'm sorry I tried to go out with Claire, will you take me back?" Greg showed up, "It's too late Whitney, she's mine!" Lana backed away from Greg. Whitney stepped forward, "You just keep your hands off her!" he said getting ready to throw a punch. Greg threw him against the wall of the stable with ease, Whitney was knock unconscious. Lana backed away from the seemingly inhuman Greg as he advanced upon her.
Later on Frank slapped Whitney awake. "Do you know where Lana is?" Frank asked. "Greg took her," Whitney moaned. "I think I know where he is Claire said, "You remember that old foundry where all those meteors landed?" "Yes," Whitney said, "well nearby is a tree house, which is where Greg usually hung out when he was trying to get away from his mom, I think he might have taken Lana there." Claire said. Whitney said to Frank and Claire, "well get in then." Frank got in, while adjusting his seatbelt, Frank saw Claire whoosh away when Whitney was looking the other way, when he looked back to see if Claire was getting in she was gone. "Never mind that!" Frank said, "We got to save Lana." The two drove off. Frank said, where you get all these trucks by the way, this has got to be your third truck this week?" Whitney said, "My father owns a Ford dealership, he loaned by the model while the insurance company sends me the check for the one that got totaled." "Oh," Frank simply said.
Claire entered the old foundry, she saw Lana was cocooned up in spider web, she was about to part the web, when Greg spoke out, "Stay away from her, she's mine!" "What's gotten into you Greg?" Claire asked. "Only about two million years of evolution," Greg boasted, "I think you'll find that I changed." "Well I changed too," Claire said. Greg threw Claire against a wall, knocking the breath out of her. Claire found herself weakening among some glowing green rocks. Greg grabbed her and threw her again. "Looks like you just the same as always," Greg sneered, "You're always getting sick around here." Claire noticed the green meteor rocks were all over the place, she backed away into a mold casing, she noticed the metal was blocking the radiation, it must be lead lined she decided. "Come out come out where ever you are," Greg taunted, "I just want to play!" Greg closed in on her, "There you are!" Greg said. Claire threw him up against a wall. Greg was lying under a huge steel container suspended by chains. Greg grabbed one of the chains intending to use it as a weapon, not realizing what it was connected to. "No don't!" Claire screamed. "Greg smiled, thinking Claire was afraid for her life, he yanked the chain and the barrel fell on top of him crushing his body. Claire backed away in horror as a swarm of bugs crept out from where Greg's body was. Claire scrambled away before the meteor rocks could sicken her again.
Whitney and Frank arrived a little later, the two walked into the foundry. "Stay away from those meteor rocks!" Frank advised. Whitney parted the cobwebs from around Lana and kissed her. Lana woke up and hugged him/ "This reminds me of a scene from Snow White," Frank announced. "Funny you should say that," Lana said, "I once played the part of Snow White in a play." "Lets get out of here," Whitney said, "this place gives me the creeps!" "You said it!" Frank admitted, "You know if you learn to control your temper just a little bit your alright." "You know," Whitney said, "There are some football tryouts next week, if you're interested, I can put in a good word for you to the couch, I think we could use someone like you." "Thanks," said Frank, "I'll think about it."