AN: Sorry it took long for an update, was really blank on what to do. So as the days passed I was typing down anything that popped into my head. Thanks so much for the feedback cuz it was great encouragement, to help me get done.
Thanks: To Mysterious-Vixen once again some ideals and suggestions she gave saved my butt. Liza though you didn't suggest or gave these ideals, I picked them up from what happen to you and put my own twist on it. So thanks anyway, lol.
Like I said, I was totally blank with this chap but I hope it still good, so enjoy...and like always I love detailed reviews, let me know all that your thinking. Thanks!
Chapter 9: (Day 1) "The Bet"
Lois wakes to the alarm beeping, the sound pounding through her head. Knocking over things as she swipes the stand for the alarm, and pushes the button on top. She slowly blinks open her eyes, the light from the bright sun irritating them. Just her luck she ends up with the room that has windows.
She scrunches her eyes at the flashing red numbers. "6:30! Who the hell sets their alarms this early!" she moans, but then realizes her mistake for speaking so loudly. Flopping back down on the pillow, she grabs her head, hangover in effect and at full force too.
"Owe! I swear I'm never drinking again."
Lois turns on her side to face behind her, looking at the empty space, feeling something is missing but can't remember what. She rubs her head as her thinking causes the pain just to intensify. She couldn't seem to remember a whole lot from the previous night just bits and pieces but nothing really concrete to make sense.
"Wait!" she yells, then grabs her head again. She quickly turns back around to the stand to grab her cell, the sheets wrapped around her keeping her in place. She tugs on the sheets and reaches for the phone at the same time, the blankets gives out and she falls over the edge of the bed.
Lois yelps as she impacts with the floor but doesn't care, she flips the phone open and frantically searches through her Recent Calls. She scrolls down to the bottom, exhaling deeply as the Anonymous call displayed on the screen.
"Thank, God." she sighs with relief. At least that was real , she was alright, and best part was she was going to live. Holding her hand up to her head, she slowly stands, her head feeling like it weighs a ton.
The sheet slips down her body, pulling the rest off she is yet again in sight of the clothing she wore and remembers a bit more about last night.
She groans as images of what she did rolls through her head. "I'm, so in need of a shower."
Lois walks over to the dresser, taking out a fresh outfit to wear and heads over to the closet to grab her robe. She stripes down to the nude and wraps herself into the fluffy complementary robe given to every suite in the upper class rooms.
Wrapped in the white robe she heads into the bathroom, engulfed by steam as she steps in. Thinking that Chloe probably started the shower for her knowing she would be suffering from a major hangover. Without a second thought she lets the robe drop to her feet and steps inside the enormous walk-in shower. Steam blasts her in the face, the inviting warmth of the shower sending goosebumps upon her skin.
After what happen to her last time and being creature of habit, knowing no one else is in there she looks around anyway, just to be sure. Eyes only meeting more steam, and the peach colored tiled walls, along with two other shower-heads and matching knobs. One of which was already on, spraying out the hot water, she long to be covered in.
She turns the shower on in front of her, creating more heat and steam to soothe the ache that throbbed through her head. Lois stands under the falling water letting it stream down her face and body, easing the pounding pain.
Clark walks back into the bathroom from Chloe's room, having forgotten the towels she given to him on her bed. He stands in front of the glass doors and begins to take off his clothes, mind a bit dazed with the lack of sleep from last night as he watched Lois slumber. He didn't mind at all though, he was too over joyed just having her there in his arms, and knowing that she was OK was worth it. Clark opens the glass door, stepping in front of the shower he already started a few minutes ago.
Lois' eyes open, a sexy smirk broadens her face as she hears the glass doors squeak open, then shut. It's about time you showed up.
She spins on her heels turning around to behind her. Lois smiles wider, bitting down on her bottom lip, eyes drinking in the well defined curves of his back muscles. Eyes lowering to his hard toned rear end, watching as he lather himself up with the soapy suds. She sneaks up behind him, inches from his body, admiring his strong shoulders and back. Remembering how it felt running her hands against it last time and clawing into it as he pinned her against the wall. Lois smiled evilly, she was beginning to like these hangovers.
Deciding to play his own trick against him, she lays her hands on his shoulders and slowly slid them down the lines of his back muscles. Instinctively Clark quickly turns around to her touch. His eyes goes wide at the person standing there just as bare as him, not meaning to he can't help but let his vision trail along every part of her shapely body. Catching what he's doing and who he's starring at, he averts his eyes back to her face. She giggles at his innocent behavior, his cheeks flushed red and brows seeming to disappear into his hair, putting her in mind the first time she walked in on him in the shower.
"Playing shy, are we?" Lois taunts, resting her hands on his broad chest. He looks down on her mortified, his voice escaping him, leaving him only with squeaks protruding from his throat.
She laughs at the sounds, pressing up against him she leans toward his ear. "I liked the take charge attitude, but we can switch, I can be the forceful one now."
Clark's face bore confusion. "Lois?..."
"Shhh." she saids placing her finger to his lips. "We never got to finish...or really began last time, for that matter."
Clark stares at the seductive grin displayed on her face. "Last time?" he asks, before Lois brushes her lips upon his teasingly, then deepens her kiss onto his mouth.
He parts his lips at the feel of her tongue desperately seeking entrance and moans, all rational thought is lost from his mind. Lois lifts her hands, entangling her fingers through his thick locks. Clark slowly slinks his hands down her smooth skin, tracing his fingers along an invisible trail down her back and lower. She softly groans against his lips, as she feels his strong hands cup her butt, and squeezes it. He moans back, and squeezes harder as she grinds her pelvis against his, driving him crazy.
Clark pulls back from her lips, both getting some much needed air. "Lois we shouldn't be doing this."
Lois breaths heavily. "OK, I know I said we should switch roles, but you don't have to play the "shy guy" routine completely."
She pulls him back down to her lips, he once again being overcome by the intoxication of her kiss.
"You're hunged over..." he saids against her lips, and pulls back again. "You're not thinking clearly."
"I liked it better when you were the assertive one." she complains, his words not really registering in her mind.
He's pulled down yet again onto her mouth, she kissing him forcefully, and he returning the same. He spins her to the wall pushing her up against it like before, she wraps her left leg around his waist, pulling herself up closer to his stiffness.
Chloe bangs on the door. "Clark!...Clark!" she knocks harder. "Clark...you in there?"
Lois eyes spring open wide, looking at the person in front of her, his eyes still shut and mouth still claiming hers as his own. A million thoughts running through her head, like why was Chloe calling for Clark in the bathroom? Why was she calling for him at all in their room? and...Ok, why the Hell is Clark still here?
"Clark, hurry up! Lois is gone again, and I don't even want to think about what she's gotten herself into now."
"Holy Crap!" she mumbles against his lips, and pushes him off, starring into his eyes, shocked clearly evident in them. "This is Real!...Oh my God! This is REAL!"
Clark looked at her like she was crazy. "I thought you knew that, and wait. What do you mean this is real?"
Lois screams and pushes Clark through the shower doors, he had already slid open to escape her wrath, realizing her mind was still cloudy from the hangover. He falls to the ground, as the glass doors unexpectedly opens wider.
The bathroom door being unlocked, Chloe quickly opens it at the sound of her Cuz screaming and sees why. There on the bathroom floor is her best friend, soak and wet, as well as naked.
"I see why she calls it Clark Jr!" Chloe gasps seeing "It" for the first time, and at full salute too.
"CHLOEEE!" Clark shouts, his face turning beat red. He quickly raises to his feet, grabbing a towel to wrap around himself and runs into Chloe's room.
Chloe gives Lois a suggestive look, her face showing a broad smirk upon her lips. "So I'm guessing he didn't get to home base."
Lois rolls her eyes at Chloe, wraps herself back up with the robe and storms into her own room. "Very funny Chlo!"
Chloe sat upon the couch her head resting against the back. Her eyes closed and hands resting at her temples slowly moving them in small circles. Very discouraged and tired of the back and forth bantering between her Cuz and best friend, dealing with the little incident that happened earlier. At first it was amusing but now it was getting very annoying especially since they been going at it for like half an hour now.
"Why the hell are you so angry at me?" Clark shouts, standing a few feet in front of Lois, his hands waving in the air as he spoke. "If I remember correctly, you're the one who came onto me!"
Chloe giggles at the word "Came", dirty thoughts plaguing her mind at the mention of it. Clark and Lois stop for a moment to look at her, still in the same position but with her arms folded across her chest, and a wide grin over her lips. She shaking as she held her laughter in, but still loud enough to hear. They stare at her weirdly, not getting what was so funny.
Lois turns her anger back on Clark. "You sure wasn't resisting." she shouts back, her hands rubbing through her hair as it still throbbed slightly with pain."...and what the Hell are you doing here, anyway?"
"Lois, we slept next to each other on the same bed all night. In fact you were the one to pin me down on it, remember?"
Lois' face goes pail, he was the missing feeling she had when she awoke. "God, please tell me we didn't...please tell me I don't have little Clark Jrs swimming around inside me!"
Even though she was still very upset by all the shouting, Chloe had to let out a burst of laughter on that one. They both glare at her, their faces displaying "this is so not funny" looks, she rolls her eyes and returns back to her previous position.
Clark looks back at Lois who was impatiently waiting for a response. "No!...Coz I would really take advantage of you while you're drunk." he saids, sarcastically. " But would it have been so horrible if we did have...you know?"
"Yes!" she quickly shouts, and rolls her eyes. "...and it's called Sex, Smallville."
Clark shakes his head. "So, it would have been horrible if we had...sex." he struggling with the word. "...but yet a few minutes ago you were more then willing to screw my brains out in the shower!"
Lois folds her arms and looks at him like he's hopeless. "You have a hard time saying the word "Sex", but you can make smutty comments like that."
Clark rolls his eyes. "If it wasn't intended, then what was going on in there?"
Lois averts her eyes, trying to stay calm as he bore holes through her with his piercing blues. She continued to stand there rocking on her heels, hands stuffed into her pockets really not wanting to answer that.
"Lois!"
"I thought I was dreaming again, OK!"
"Dreaming?"
Lois looks at Clark, her brow cocked up. "Yes dreaming, you know something you do when you're brain is in an alternate state. The opposite of being awake, aware,..."
Clark glares at her. "Lois I'm not stupid, I know what dreaming is."
"Could of fooled me." she saids, and walks away. Clark gently grabs her arm, bringing her back around to face him.
"So you dream about me?" Clark saids, a little smugged look upon his face.
"Please, don't flatter yourself. It takes quite allot of alcohol or consumption of it really fast..." she rubs her head, remembering her last venture with liquor. "...to make me even think about having sex with you."
"Let me get this straight, you would rather have sex with me in your dreams, instead of the real thing?"
"At least in my dreams you aren't so damn annoying!"
"Ha that's funny, are you sure I'm enjoying having sex in your dreams, or is it pure torture like everything else with you?"
Lois burns on fire, she throws her fist toward his head, Clark quickly catches it firmly in his hand. Pissed at her but still doesn't want to see her get injured, by breaking it against his face. She cuts her eyes at him for his action and tries to side kick him in the ribs, only to have Clark catch hold of her leg too. His eyes showing a glint of satisfaction, at her frail attempts and burning anger.
"Enough!...Enough!...ENOUGH!" Chloe shouts at the two, standing to her feet. "I'm so done putting up with this crap!"
They turn their heads to look at her, Lois pulls away from Clark, placing her leg back to the floor, and punches him in the arm. He rolls his eyes, like she really done some damage.
"For the past 2 and a half months you guys have dragged me through the seven regions of Hell and believe me it wasn't fun or pretty."
"Chloe..." Clark starts.
"Ump, No!" She cuts him off, holding her palm up to him. "I've came on this cruise to have fun. Not play surrogate mother to the two most stubborn people in the world!"
"Way to go Smallville, you finally driven my Cuz over the brink of madness." Lois scoffs.
"You so do not have room to speak, Ms Lane!" Chloe crosses. "I'm still not completely happy with you at the moment."
"WHAT DID I DO?"
"Two months you knew about this and didn't even bother to mention it to me, that you could be dying!"
"But I'm Not! I don't even have Liver Caner!"
"It still doesn't make it right that you didn't say anything to me even when you thought you did. We're cousins Lo, we tell each other everything."
"Oh, I'm sorry baby." Lois went to hug her.
Chloe holds her hand up stopping her. "No, you don't deserve a hug right now."
Clark laughs then quickly stop as both cousins give him a demeanor look. "You're not exactly on my list of favorite people either, Clark."
Lois sticks her tongue at him, he rolls his eyes. "What!"
"Thanks to you out of those months I've only gotten a week's worth of sleep, you constantly bugging me coz Lois was avoiding you." she looks from one to the other. "Now this may be the last chance we ever get to be all together like this, with our classes and life taking us in different directions, and I for one want to look back on this day and remember how great it was."
Clark and Lois hang their heads down in shame, Chloe giggles to herself at their child like behavior, she was truly the only mature one in the bunch even with Lois' age. "Now what ever is going on between you two, do you think at least you can put it off to the side, and let's just enjoy ourselves without all the drama."
"That should be easy since there's nothing going on between us." Clark smirks, throwing Lois' words back into her face.
She glares at him. "Exactly what I've been saying , it's about time it actually gotten through that thick head of yours."
Clark glares back, his action didn't exactly go according to his plans. "Even after all that I said to you last night."
"Can you be a little more specific, Smallville, I'm not a freakken mind reader. Also if you forgotten I was drunk as a skunk remember." She saids, slyly, playing at his own game.
"Errr!" Chloe growls. "Do I have to put you two in the corner?"
"Sorry, Chlo." Clark saids. "I know we haven't really been the most gracious people..."
"Speak for yourself." Lois mumbles, turning her head to the side.
Clark rolls his eyes. "But if there is anything we can do to make it up to you..."
Chloe cuts him off, smiling wickedly. "I'm glad you said that, Clark."
Lois smacks Clark against his chest with the back of her hand. "Thanks, Smallville! You know Chloe is gonna take you up on that offer, and you had to put me into it."
Clark looks on at Chloe horrified by what he's gotten into, she smiling a wide toothy grin. "You two so owe me! Payback is a bitch, and I'm just the Biatch to deliver."
They look at her nervously, fear running through them. "Uh, Chloe you know I was just kidding about the "anything" part."
"Oh no, Clark! It's too late now, you've already spoken."
"Look Cuz, whatever you have going on in that super brain of yours, just forget it."
"Hush!" Chloe snaps. "You owe, and it's time to pay your debts, but don't worry I'll take it easy on you. Now sit!" she points both of them to the couch, they obey mainly out of guilt, knowing they put her through allot. She being the one to put up with them so long, helping where she could, and not once really complained.
She sits across from them on the parallel couch, enjoying herself as they sweat before her, wondering what torture she'll put them through.
"OK, now I have a little proposition, which I will conveniently call "The Bet"."
"Nice title Cuz, the million words in your vocab, and that's the best you can come up with."
"Look it's still early and I have yet to get any caffeine in my system. My brain is a bit frayed, so sue me." Chloe rolls her eyes. "Now this is the deal, which is totally up to you guys, but it would be nice to comply seeing as how I've already done so much for you two."
"Stretching the guilt trip there, aren't you Cuz?"
Clark elbows her arm, giving her a look that she should go with it. "What do we have to do Chlo?"
"Hold it there Smallville, when did you and I suddenly become, We?" Lois looks over at Chloe who's giving her best baby doll face, the one she knows Lois could never resist.
Lois sighs. "Fine, what do we have to do?"
Chloe smiles, eyes sparkling with excitement. "Not be yourselves."
"Say, what?" Clark and Lois say in unison, very puzzled.
"That's "The Bet", for you two not to be you two. You don't be Clark and "You" don't be Lois." she saids pointing to them as she said their name.
"So you want us to act like someone else?" Lois asked, cocking her head to the side not sure if she heard her correctly.
"...And act like you don't know each other." Chloe adds.
"Well this should be easy for you, Smallville giving your account of amnesia."
"Sometimes Lois, I wish I could forget you completely."
Chloe breaks in before they got started again. "SO, do we have a deal?"
They look at each other before cautiously moving their eyes back to Chloe. "OK."
"...But what's in it for us?" Lois puts in.
Chloe shrugs. "The good feeling knowing your saving your favorite Cousin's sanity?"
"Nice try Cuz, but I don't think so."
"Alright, I wasn't going to add this, but since you two are so into wanting to play games." Chloe exhales deeply. "Who ever loses their temper at the other person, loses and has to do whatever the winner saids."
"You have got to be kidding me?" Clark wines out.
"Yes! Now that's what I call a game prize, and oh Smallville I'll be sure to have a list ready of all things I want you to do." Lois smiles smugly.
"Right! Like you're going to win." he rolled his eyes, and looks at Chloe. "How long do we have to keep this up?"
"Three days." Chloe replied.
"Three days!" Clark shouted.
"Yes, whoever looses their temper the most during those days, is to do whatever the winner desires. As long as it isn't lawfully wrong or sexual unless you want it to be, up to you two." Chloe gives them a little wink.
Lois gags, Clark glares at her. "...And no Lois you can't order Clark to jump off the Cruise."
"Come on, that's just taking the fun out of winning." Lois teases, Clark shakes his head.
Chloe laughs. "OK you two, since you guys are not "you". What are we calling ourselves?"
"Well Smallville, you already have a list of names to choose from. Lets see their's Clarkie, Skippy...or you know, you could just pick Smallville and make it official."
"Sorry Lo put that's part of Clark, and you guys are two different people now."
"I tried." Lois smiles, shrugging her shoulders, then her face lights up. "I got it,...Carlos!"
Clark looks at Chloe who smiled weakly. "You told her!'
"Ha, about the Lesbian vampires who wanted your man juice." Lois chuckles. "I was laughing my ass off all night!'
Clark quickly looks back at Chloe. "Not that Man Juice." she mouthed, meaning his super powers.
"I'm not naming myself Carlos."
"Carlos or Zorro, either one." Lois smirks
"I wasn't Zorro, just a guy in a black cape and mask."
"Zorro!" both Chloe and Lois said.
"Alright, I'll pick Carlos, but since you chose it I get to pick yours." Lois starred horrified at him. "It's only fair."
"He's got a point." Chloe agreed.
"Hey, who side are you on?" Lois saids whacking her Cuz with one of the couch pillows.
"Well?" Clark asks.
"OK, but if you choose, you know what. I'll kill you." Lois warned.
Clark playfully gulped and then thought of the chooses. "...Lola."
"Lola?" Lois repeats. "How the hell did you get that?"
"The first two letters from you first and Last name, Lo-is La-ne."
"Nope it's part of me."
"It's a random Alias that came from your real name."
"I agree, in no ways is there a connection except the letters which doesn't count."
"We're the cousins remember." Lois smirks pointing back and forth between herself and Chloe.
"So?"
"Fine, Lola it is."
"Great!" Chloe exclaims, having not just some peace and quite in mind but also some other plans too when bringing up this bet.
Lois and Clark quickly turn their heads toward her, their faces curled up in a "sick" expression as they hear and see Chloe hawk up some saliva in her mouth then spit in her hand.
"It's exactly 8:35 in the process of "The Bet" and with this sacred handshake we make it official."
"Ewww!"
"Come on Lo we use to do this all the time."
"Yeah, that's when we were kids."
They once again passed glances with each other, Clark shrugged his shoulders, making some disgusting noise he let it rip into his hand. The girls scrunched up at the sounds and sight of him spiting in his hand. He reached out, Chloe hesitantly doing the same, and shook his hand in agreement.
Lois looks like she wants to vomit again, watching the little display before her. "What's wrong Lois, afraid I'll win?"
She cocks her brows up, outdoing Clark in his sounding as she hawks up saliva and spits into her palm, then shakes Chloe's hand.
"OK, now you two gotta shake."
They roll their eyes, spitting into their palms again, trying to out do each other in the "spitting" part and shake, everything now on the line.
Lois pulls her hand back, trying not to think how many germs were crawling around on it. "God, I need another shower."
Chloe smiles. "I now..."
"If you say, I now pronounce you husband and wife. I'm going to kill you." Lois seethes.
Chloe roll her eyes up and then returns back to her chipper self. "I now...officially welcome you, Carlos and Lola to The Royal. The time is 8:37 and from this moment on anything is fair game, let the best man..." Lois cocks her head to the side, Chloe adds another part. "...or woman win."
Chloe looks smugly at (Lois and Clark) the foil of her plans just starting...Let the games begin...
Lola and Carlos stare mischievously at each other, both thinking of ways to make the other trip up. Carlos (Clark) also thinking of how he can get Lola (Lois) to put down all her barriers she's still keeping up for some reason, and finally take a chance with him.
Chloe drops her head down, inhales deeply, rises her head up, exhales and puts on her game face. She turns toward Lois. "Lola, darling! So nice of you to come."
Lois stares at her oddly, Chloe already getting the ball going. "Um...yeah, likewise."
Chloe then turns toward Clark. "Carlos, I'm glad you were able to come, didn't think you would make it."
Clark looks at Lois strangely then returns his eyes back to Chloe. "Yeah, I'm just as surprised."
"How rude of me, Lola this is Carlos. Carlos this is Lola."
Clark stretches out his hand. "Nice to finally meet you, Chloe told me allot about you."
Lois rolls her eyes, and shakes his hand. "Funny, Chloe's never mentioned you."
Clark glares at her, knowing exactly what she's trying to do. "So where you from?"
"Oh, here and there." She sighs. "But I can tell by you're assumable that you must live on a farm somewhere."
Clark looks down on his blue flannel shirt. "That is so stereotype, just because I'm wearing flannel that's suppose to mean I'm from a farm. Really Lois are you even trying to act like you don't know me."
"And the first point goes to Ms Lane." Chloe announces, and Lois does a little victory cheer.
Clark looks at Lois then back at Chloe. "What! How?"
"You called Lois by her real name, clearly a suggestive manner that you lost your temper." Chloe explains.
"Ha, In you're face Smallville!" Lois excitedly laughs, but quickly covers her mouth when she realizes what she just did. "Oops!"
Chloe shakes her head at Lois' arrogance. "Point to Mr. Kent."
Clark smiles smugly his arms folded against his chest. "Tied game."
"For now." Lois hisses. "So what's the plan for today."
"First we're off to a nice little eatery top side, and I'll introduce you to some of my other friends." Chloe laughs.
"Wonder who they could be." Lois snickers, standing to her feet. "Give me a sec, I'm gonna grab my purse."
Lois walks into her bedroom, grabbing her brown bag on the side of the stand and places herself onto the edge of the bed. She reaches inside, pulling out a thin square casein, the sliver round disk clearly visible and sparkled as the sun's rays reflected off of it.
She stared nervously at the disk, her plans exploding in her face getting that phone call that she wasn't going to die. Relief was a natural feeling knowing that she was going to live, but on top of the thread she once felt another fear replaced it.
She wasn't going to die from liver cancer, but she was good as dead if Lex ever discovered she was the one to sneak into his office that night, stealing some very top secret files. Conveniently having seen Lex type in his new code into his laptop which she found out he replaced every 48 hrs, before her interview with him for the DP. It was her one last insurance against him to protect the people she love in the case of her impending death.
What the hell was she thinking when she decided to steal this, well that was just it she wasn't thinking when she received the news of doom form her doctor. All she could think of was that she was going to die and not be there to protect her Lil Cuz , Clark and the rest of her family from the Bald Billionaire.
He becoming more cynical as the days went by and his pending obsession with Farm Boy for some reason, which she yet to figure out, had only return with a vengeance too.
Now a greater threat was against her and there was no cure or chance of a mix-up for this disease, and she prayed that him knowing of their whereabouts, and giving them this room has nothing to do with the fact that he knows of the disk, planning on doing something about it. The retching feeling in her gut told her otherwise, how the hell could she be so stupid?
But now at all cost she had to keep it safe, it was her only card against him and he would be coming at her with a full house...
Lois looks around trying to find a better hiding spot, she was lucky Chloe missed it when she knocked her purse over and just notice the picture. Not that she wanted Chloe to know she carried a picture of herself and Clark around with her all the time, but it was a whole lot better that she seen it instead of the disk. She feels along the mattress, taking the disk and pushing it deep underneath.
"We can intercept the boat in two days, way before they even reach port in the Bahamas."
"Good. The papers, blue prints, weapons will be ready for pickup tonight. Everything you need to know is on those papers." Lex speaks into his cell. "No screw ups, I will have none of this coming back to bite me in the ass."
"Don't worry Mr. Luthor, everything will be taken care of, I'll personally see to it."
"See, that you do." Lex hangs up his line.
"Bastard." Mattie saids placing his own phone in his pocket, and turns to his fellow colleagues in crime. "We have two days boys, get the disk, the tapes, and kill the girl. Sounds easy enough?"
"Yeah!" they shouted, clapping and whistling ready to get done and receive the biggest pay of their lives.
"Plus a little plan of my own."
"Mattie we should stick to the plan at hand, we're already getting paid a shit load of money here. And what about Lex?"
"But with the ship's Vault, we can have our cake and eat it too..." placing down his hand on the man's shoulder. "... and damn Lex! What he doesn't know won't hurt him."
They arrived at "The Veranda", a nice little restaurant opened up on the deck. Round white tables with big grass looking umbrellas scattered about the area, most of them already holding crowds of people. On a small platform four guys in island getup played traditional steel drums, putting a nice tropical atmosphere into the setting.
Lois lifts her stylish sky blue shades to the top of her head and glances around. "Ahhh, finally nice to be out in the open and get some fresh sea air." she turns and looks at her "Cuz" dressed in a slinky tropical print dress. "So, where's these friends of yours?"
Chloe lifts her hand over her eyes shielding it from the blinding sun, searching for hind sight of her friends. She spots them not far away talking adamantly among themselves.
"Right over there." Chloe pointing the way.
Lois and Clark followed with their eyes where she pointed to, they see AC, Bart and Lana a few tables ahead of them. "Whoa! Who's the hottie?"
Clark rolled his eyes, his teeth clenching together knowing exactly who she was talking about. "You should know, since you were shaking your but all over him last night." Clark mumbled.
"I think you got me confused with someone else , hello Lola, remember?" she smirks, cocking her head to the side. "...And, what was your name again?"
Clark rolls his eyes for what seem like the thousandth time. "Carlos."
"Riiiight. Carl, why don't you make yourself useful and get us a waiter." she saids tapping him on his chest, before turning back to Chloe.
"So Chlo, who's the stud?" fake gleam setting in her eyes and smile, not one to loose at anything.
Chloe shakes her head. "Lois I know this is a game but don't you think you should tone it down a little."
"OK, who is this Lois everyone keeps calling me? Annnd can we please get seated? I'm starving and I'm hunged over which I can't seem to remember how." she acts out, walking pass Chloe and heads to the table.
Chloe shakes her head starting to regret bringing this "Bet" up. She stares up into Clark's blues. "Shall we?"
Clark gives her a pointed look then follows behind Lois to the table. Chloe sighs watching them head over. "God, this is going to be a long week."
Bart is the first to notice everyone coming over. "Well, well, well if it isn't "Patriotic Barbie". Here to give us another show, huh?"
Lois glares at Bart, rolling her fist up into a tight ball, making Bart gulp and regret what he said. "Well, if it isn't..."
Chloe cuts her off, elbowing her in the side. Lois clenches her jaw together. "I don't believe we've met. Hi, the name's Lola."
She extends out her hand for him to shake, Bart looks at her oddly, reaches out and shakes her hand. Lois smiles innocently at him, then squeezes his hand hard for the little comment he made.
"Owe!...Owe!...OWE!" Bart yells, as she squeezes harder. Chloe yanks Lois arm away giving poor Bart back his hand. Lois smiled triumphantly, seeing as he coward behind her glare at him, he babying the wounded hand.
"Sorry, bout that. I have a bit of a grip there." Lois gleamed.
"Chloe what's going on, and what does Lois mean her name is Lola?" Lana asked confused, her hair wrapped up in a white scarf.
Chloe took a deep breath, looking at all her friends sitting down, their face searching for answers. "Hey guys, I want you to meet Lola and Carlos, two "other" friends of mine."
They give her even stranger looks, thinking she lost it or something. She huffs and quickly explains. "It's a little bet I came up with, since they owe me "big time". So they aren't Clark and Lois anymore, just two complete strangers even to each other."
They turn their eyes to Lois and Clark, who smiled weakly and waved at them. Lois plops down in her seat, Chloe sits on her right and Clark on her left, Lana next to him and AC next to Chloe, with Bart between them. They sat there for a moment not knowing what to say, this being their first time all together like this. They all looked one from one to another, some shot quick glances and others shot glares.
Lois rolls her eyes and speaks first the unbearable silence killing her. "So, since I have no clue who you are and my friend Chlo here is so rude and haven't introduce..."
Chloe chokes on her water a bit, placing the glass back down on the table. She shoots Lois a quick glare. "Yes, how rude of me..." Chloe replies sarcastically. "...this here (starting with AC next to her) is Author Curry, but he refers to be called AC."
AC winks at Lois. "Hey Lola." she fakes a blush smiling all giddy like, it not going unnoticed by Clark and he gives AC an evil look. "Next to him is Bart."
Bart gives his trademark grin. "Chloe's husband from the future."
Chloe blushes and kicks him lightly under the table, everyone else rolls their eyes.
"King of Cheesy lines." Lois mumbled into her glass of water.
"Sitting next to Bart is my best friend..." Lana gives a sweet smile. Chloe continues, putting salt into the wound seeing Clark's face at the mention of best friend, and decides to pay Lois back for the comment she tough no one could hear. "...Lana Lang, she's like a big sister to me."
Lois chokes on the water at those words, water spraying out of her mouth and flying all over Bart's face. She cuts her eyes at Chloe for saying that, Chloe just gives her an innocent smile.
"Dude, you're suppose to swallow." Bart complains taking the neatly folded napkin off the table, wiping the water and spit from his face.
Lois gives Chloe a "you've got to be joking look" and pinches her arm for even thinking about saying something like that. "Owe!" Chloe jumps at the sharp pain.
Clark shakes his head deciding to try and add a point to his scoreboard, he takes Lana's hand and places a soft kiss on top. "Very nice meeting you, Lana." he saids in a husky voice, the same deep voice he always uses to whisper in Lois' ears. Lana flushes red, feelings of old time springing through her, Lois biting down on her bottom lip, hands clasped tightly together in her lap at the sound of his voice that way, sending her hormones on overdrive.
"Nice meeting you too, Carlos." Lana saids, her voice finally coming to her.
Clark looks at Lois his brow cocked and lips in a wide grin, Lois stares death glares his way. Her hand grasps tightly around her glass of water about to throw it in his face when the waiter comes.
"Hey, welcome to "The Veranda". My name is John, and what can I get for you guys."
"A very sharp knife." Lois blurs out, not realizing it, and to everyone's surprise. "What?" she asks, seeing their strange looks.
"I'll have the breakfast special, and strong coffee." Chloe orders, putting things back to normal.
Everyone gives the waiter their order, Lois still looks through the menu trying to decide what she should get. "Lola, could ya hurry up and order while we're still young." Clark complained.
Lois raises her brow, ignoring him. "I'll take the breakfast deluxe meal, coffee, sugar, milk not cream and a glass of orange juice..."
"Non-alcohol." Chloe adds in.
Lois sighs. "Not that I was, but what are you my mother now? Geesh!"
The waiter takes back the menus and head off to place their orders, to the kitchen.
Lois takes a sip of water. "So AC, where you from?"
"Florida." AC replies, smiling.
"You go to UV there?"
"Yeah, in Miami. I'm actually head of the swimming team there."
"Hmmm, sounds like you're pretty fast." Lois saids seductively.
"Very." AC replies in the same manner.
"We should hit the pool later on and you can give me some lessons." Her eyes glinting into his as she traced around the edge of her glass.
Clark wanted to gag and beat AC into a pulp, well wanting to do that first then gag on top of him. "Maybe this time you'll actually stay above the water."
Lois shoots Clark an annoyed look and smirks. "Again, wrong person."
Clark about to comment when his cell goes off, playing the ringer style he chose for his parents, Lois all to familiar with the song "PCD- Don't Cha". She punches him in the arm for that, as he flips it open.
"Hello." Clark laughs.
"Hey Clark, it's mom"
"Hey Mom, how's the trip going?"
Lois watches Clark as he talks on his cell, an evil ideal crossing her mind which was notice by Chloe she shaking her head at the look on her face. Lois leans in closer to Clark, resting her hand on his knee and tauntingly squeezing it.
"I should be asking you the same." Martha chuckles. "But everything is good. How about there, everything ok?"
"Um! yeah, everything is great!" Clark's voice going an octave higher, as Lois slowly slides her hand up his leg to his inner thigh.
"Clark are you ok? You sound a bit funny."
"Yeah!...Uh Hem, I'm fine..." Clark quickly grabs Lois' hand right before it got acquainted with Clark Jr, and shoots his eyes at her sharply. "...just fine."
Lois smiles wickedly at him, she quickly rises from her seat and straddles his waist grabbing his hand with the cell phone in it. "Oh god Clark!...Right there!...Right there!" Lois groans loudly, rocking herself on his lap..
Everyone around them turns around to see what's going on, they snicker and laugh at what they see. The gang at the table turns red from embarrassment, except Bart who is turning red from laughing so hard.
Martha's heart drops at the perverted sounds, and recognizes the voice. "Clark! What's going on?"
"Uh! Nothing mom it's just..." Clark quickly saids, but is cut off by Lois' voice in the background continuing on, she pulling on his shirt and rocking faster as if they were really doing the deed. "Yes!...Harder!...Faster!...HARDER!"
"Clark Kent is that Lois, and what are you two doing!" Martha asking, in shock by what she was hearing.
"Lois!...Stop!" Clark shouts, flushing bright red by the stares coming from all around.
"No!...Don't Stop!... I'm about to COME!" Lois screams, throwing her head back as if the release had happened for real. She dismounts him, sitting back down in her chair breathing heavily as if they really did something, everyone around claps and cheers at such performance.
"CLARK KENT!" his dad's voice booms on the speaker.
"Umm, Dad?" Clark asked cautiously.
"What the Hell is going on there?" Johnathon blares.
Clark spent the next 20 minutes nervously explaining everything to his folks, all the while starring angrily at the proud army brat sitting next to him.
"Lois I'm going to KILL you!" Clark screams, flipping shut the phone.
Lois blows a kiss to Clark. "So was it as good for you as it was for me." she teases.
Chloe shakes her head, she couldn't actually believe that she thought something so simple as what she made up would go smoothly with these two. She pulls out her handy pocket size notebook, putting 2 more notches under Lois' name. "Two more points to Ms Lane."
Clark covers his face with his hands unable to look at anyone, snickers and laughter still in the air.
A guy in a black suit comes over to their table, his expression not too happy. " Excuse me, are you Lois Lane?"
Lois turns to the guy behind her. "That depends on who's asking?"
"Well, I'm the head manager at this restaurant and the "Oasis" bar, it appears you have a thing for making a scene."
Lois scrunches up, guilty written all over her face. "Well I do try."
Chloe elbows her cousin in the arm. "Lois this isn't funny." she turns to the guy. "Sir, I'm really sorry for my cousin's actions, she really wasn't herself. She was going through allot that day."
"Well what about a few minutes ago was she not herself then?" he asks, accusingly.
"No, she wasn't." Chloe replies truthfully.
"By your cousins actions, this cruise and not to mention me, could have gotten some serious shit on our hands cuz of that little stunt you pulled. A minor on stage dancing the way you were." He saids pulling on his collar, getting steamed up again having seen the show last night.
"Serious trouble for letting a, "ONE" minor, barely a minor I might add, shake her ass on stage, but yet it's ok for you to serve countless underage teens alcohol beverages?" Lois asks, clearly trapping him.
He pulls at his collar even more, not expecting the wits of Lois Lane. "Not just for that my dear, but also a complaint of battery on Mr. Merson."
"Oh, yes Mr Leg Horn." Lois laughs. "How is he by the way?"
"You shattered his nose, he needs extensive plastic surgery, but lucky for you he isn't pressing charges. He said to thank your boyfriend for that."
"My boyfriend?" Lois crunches up in confusion. Then realizes who "big nose" was talking about, she turns to look at Clark. His arms crossed against his chest, grinning proudly, she rolls his eyes at him and turns back to the manager.
"You're getting off with a warning because it was confirmed by the bartender that Mr. Merson came onto you and you did tell him "no", but if I so as much hear you're name around anywhere. You will be confined to your room for the remainder of this trip."
"Yes, Sir." she salutes.
Chloe shakes her head. "Don't worry I'll keep her in line."
"She's been warned, any other disturbance won't be dealt with so kindly." He saids then walks away.
"I'm trembling in my panties, if I had any on." she murmured, trailing off on the last part that no one could hear her, except Clark. He spewed out water from his mouth, hearing what she said, Lois looked at him strangely along with everyone else.
"What? The water went down the wrong pipe." Clark tries to explain, looking at Lois wanting to "see" if what she said was true.
The waiter from before comes back with their food, placing each of their orders in front of them. Bart's the first to dig in, stuffing his mouth full of the mushroom egg omelet he ordered.
"So, "Lola" what's all the stuff you went through to make you turn into Striper Barbie?" Bart asked, talking with his mouth full.
Lois inhales deeply trying to stay cool. "For one, McShorty that stuff happened to Lois, and "I'm" Lola. Two, did not me almost breaking your hand off your arm not teach you, the last time you called me "Something" Barbie?"
Lana's eyes went wide. "Lois...err um Lola...um whoever you are, you're not pregnant are you?"
Everybody stopped eating and stared at Clark, except Chloe who already knew the truth. Lois drops her fork. "God, do you people really believe I would be that careless and drink if I was pregnant?" she picks her fork back up and stabs into some pancakes putting some into her mouth. "And please, don't curse my children before their born." referring to Clark.
Everyone looked at AC. "Oh god! Will you guys please stop it, I'm not pregnant!"
"Thank God! I don't think the world could handle an offspring of yours right now." Clark teases, returning back to his meal along with everyone else.
"Shut up Sma-Carlos." She quickly corrects. "Try this."
Before Clark could say anything, she stuffs his mouth with some of the mouth watering pancakes she ordered. "They're almost as good as your mom's. Not quite, but Mmm they come so close."
Clark nods his head in agreement. "So since we're all going to be spending this vacation together. What should we do?"
"The pool is always a great start." AC suggests, again.
"I still want to race up the climbing wall." Bart drags in.
"There's still allot of places to shop, and Oooh spas." Chloe adds.
"Yes, exactly." Lana agrees, excitedly.
They chatted on and brought up possibilities of where they should go, while they ate their meals, each one talking to each other amiably
Lois and Clark conversing as well, but only they eating from each others plates as they naturally did whenever Lois was around for his mom's home cooked meals, they thinking nothing of it, to them it was normal . Lois felt as Clark slipped his hand over hers under the table, she smiled, he always did that it was like a comfort blanket to him whenever she was around, his hand always seeking hers. She missed this moment, her being away from him for so long she forgotten how truly it was a comfort for her also. Their unspoke little secret, that just grew upon them unexpectedly one day. She squeezed his hand assuring him that this always belonged to him, and her touch though wordless told him how much she missed him too.
A smile graced his lips that she didn't pull away , and of the feel of her touch once again, he couldn't understand that how close they could be sometimes they were still yet very distant in ways. Then again he never really could get Lois, she held thick to her barriers, but if anything Clark knew he was the guy to knock them all down, and he wouldn't rest until Lois was his.
Lois stabbed another piece of the wonderful pancakes drenched in the rich syrup, and lifts it to Clark's mouth. A bit of the syrup leaks from the side of his lips, Lois rolled her eyes when she sees the mess on his face.
"You're hopeless, Smallville." She mouthed, not caring she broke one of Chloe's stupid rules, she wasn't paying attention anyway, and it was killing Lois not to be able to call him that.
"I know." he mouthed back, grinning widely.
Lois rolls her eyes, smiling widely herself as she grabs a hold of the napkin with her free hand. Not daring or wanting to let go from his hand, she lifts it to his face wiping away the sticky syrup that clung to his skin. He interlaced his fingers with hers, making her smile wider as she continued to clean his mouth, his blues starring deeply into her hazel eyes. They loosing themselves into each others orbs. He hesitantly lifts up his hand, half afraid of what she would do, but luck being on his side she didn't pull away from him. He slowly traces his fingers along her mouth, both forgetting where they were. Her eyes closed at his touch, savoring every sensation he sprung through her.
They quickly turn their heads at the sound of gagging, seeing Bart pointing his finger into his mouth pretending to be sick. The others staring at them, desperately trying to hold back their laughs that threaten to break free.
"Awww! Carlos and Lola getting all lovey dovey there. Do I see future couple here before us." Lana tease, breaking free laughter the others held tightly onto.
Lois and Clark retreated from each other, their faces flushed red as their friends laughed seeing them the way they were. "Hey, he was cleaning something from my face!" Lois try to defend.
"Please, is there not a time you two don't act like a married couple, and so naturally too." Lana quipped in.
Clark and Lois shot quick glances at each other, they couldn't answer, there were too many things that happen that seem to make them always look like they been married for awhile.
Chloe stepped in and reminded Lois and Clark why they always held her as their favorite. "Come on guys, this "IS" Lola and Carlos we're talking about this could be natural for these two. So we're all agreeing on the pool for our next venture, right?"
Which started the group up in another destination spot discussing, taking the focus from the two. Lois smiled at her Lil Cuz, showing how grateful she was for what she did, Chloe gave her a small wink telling her she's welcome.
Lois glances back over to Clark his cheeks still red from embarrassment, but returning back to his meal and conversing with Bart. Everyone was back to their meals and talking to those closest around them. Clark dug back into his fluffy scrabbled eggs he ordered not having the chance before to try them out. They were pretty good not quite as good as his mom like Lois had put it, he dug into them again almost dropping the fork as he brought it to his mouth. Feeling Lois soft skin snake back over his hand, he could feel her smiling as she chatted away with Chloe. He interlocked their fingers again, Lois giving him a reassuring squeeze to his hand bringing the smile upon his face to stretch wider.
To Be Continued...
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Spoilers for Chap 10: The pool...Chloe's got a plan for some little Clois time...want more?...stay tuned...
Spoilers for Chap 10: The pool...Chloe's got a plan for some little Clois time...want more?...stay tuned...