Title :
Of blind-dates and 'accidental' dates, Chapter
3
Characters/Pairings : Chloe/Bruce
Words : 941
Warning : None
Lois was just typing her second paragraph when her cell phone rang for the third time in as many minutes. She rolled her eyes, annoyed because it was her day-off and yet here she was in the Daily Planet doing work while her cell phone annoyed the hell out of her.
Clark who had volunteered to accompany her even though he too had a day off stopped the chair that he had just used to spin around in and looked at her. Reading her mind he asked "If it annoys you why don't you just turn the thing off?"
Lois huffed and replied "Because I could get an important call!" adding a silent 'duh'.
Clark furrowed his brows and asked confused "Then why aren't you picking this one up? It could be important!"
Lois looked at him and silently mulled over the question if she should tell him about her devious genius plan to get Chloe back to Metropolis or not.
She decided against it, because she really didn't want to hear a speech about how immoral it was to set up your cousin with a horrible blind date in hopes that she would leave the new city and return to her old home. Nope, not now.
With a sigh, and preparing to hear a horrible and long rant from her cousin about her blind date with 'Larry-the-tin-eating-freak-Peterson' she picked up her cell and accepted the call. She already had her speech mentally down. She would start with an 'I am so sorry that it didn't work out', then going to the 'all men in Gotham are like that, the women too' and finishing with an 'I think you should just come back, because it aint gonna become better'.
She had been prepared to hear a disappointed Chloe on the other line, so much that she wanted to automatically reply 'I am sorry' when she heard her say "Thank you, Lois. You're the best!"
Now that got her a little confused and she frowned while scratching her neck. Had she just heard that correctly? "What?!"
"The date. It was really great! I can't believe that you introduced me to such a great catch!"
Errrr…. Now that had her very confused. Did Chloe suddenly change her taste in men, or was the world coming to an end? Because she was more than sure that someone looking like big-foot on a bad-hairy-day would never in a million years be called a 'great catch'.
"So you're date turned out good?" came her squeaky reply.
"Good? More than that! I gave him my cell number and then ten minutes after leaving I got a text message with a really cheesy poem. It was sooooo sweet! … Oh! And the best thing was that I was really really late for our date and he was still there. Waiting for me!"
"Errrrr… wow, I guess…" she didn't really remember very much of 'Larry-the-monster-hair-and-nose-Peterson' and the only reason why she got his number was because at that time she had a fight with Lana 'melodramatic' Lang and she wanted revenge on her about a fight by setting her up with 'Larry'. But she did remember him being very jumpy, not being able to sit still in a place for too long and really annoying. So she really doubted that Larry would have waited that long for Chloe, knowing that when her cousin said she was late she meant very extremely late.
Maybe he had changed, she argued. Into something different… very different. A little character therapy. A little cosmetic surgery and hair removal. He might even have been pretty under all that… well let's just say underneath.
"Yeah, wow! I still can't believe you set me up on a date with Bruce Wayne. Do you have another billionaire friend you want to set up Lana with?" asked Chloe amused.
"Bruce who?" came Lois' immediate answer.
"… My date. Remember? The guy I had a great time with yesterday."
Lois breathed a relieved sigh. So Chloe taste hadn't gone totally crazy. But realisation hit her that the guy she had been out with yesterday hadn't been her 'real' date.
"Chloe, the guy I tried to set you up with is called Larry! Not Bruce!"
She didn't hear any reply. After having waited minutes with silence from the other side of the line she asked carefully and concerned "Chloe, are you still there?"
Clark having caught that last remark from Lois was now looking up with concern. He was prepared to super-speed to Gotham right away to talk to Chloe, see that the problem was. Just as he was standing up and leaving to get to the elevator he heard Lois say 'ok, later' and felt her tapping his shoulder.
Turning to meet Lois face to face she told him with just as much confusion as he knew he felt "Chloe said to leave her alone for some time. She needs time to think. She said I should tell you not to pop up uninvited now."
Clark nodded and continued to the elevator. Lois looked at him and asked "Where are you off to Smallville?"
"I need a coffee or something. I'll get you something too."
"Clark! Don't phone her now. She said she needs time to think… Maybe she needs to figure out something." Lois returned to her place to finish her article while leaving Clark standing next to the opened doors of the elevator. He watched the doors close and returned to sit opposite Lois in his chair, to start spinning it because of boredom and now so that he wouldn't be tempted to visit his friend uninvited.
Tada!! The truth is in the open now… My Lois doesn't know about Clark's special abilities… she thought he was off to a pay-phone… to talk to Chloe in private.
Next chapter is the Chloe again… and Bruce!!