Smallville Drabbles

Character: Chloe
Written for the Wednesday 100.

“Honey, are you sure you want to do this?” the hairdresser asked as she peered down at Chloe.

Chloe swallowed her fear and nodded. “Yes.” She tried to ignore the feeling of dread that rose in her stomach, knowing this was what she had to do. It would protect her.

The hairdresser placed a blue cap on her customer’s head and set to work. After what seemed like an eternity, her hair was dyed and washed. The hairdresser turned the chair towards the mirror, and Chloe gasped. An unrecognizable brunette stared back at her.

“That’ll be fifty dollars, Miss Lane.”

Characters: Chloe/Clark
Written for the Wednesday 100.

“Power’s out again,” Clark announced as he entered Chloe’s apartment.

“I could see that,” she replied, amusement ringing in her voice.

As his eyes adjusted, Clark heard a rustling sound near where Chloe stood. “What are you doing?” he asked.

“Looking for some matches to light the candles.”

“We don’t need any matches. Allow me.” With that, he stared at the nearest candle causing it to ignite. Almost immediately, Chloe’s face was illuminated.

“I hate when you show off like that,” she chuckled as she playfully swatted his arm.

Channel Surfing
Characters: Chloe/Clark
Written for the Wednesday 100.

Clark arched an eyebrow as he mindlessly flipped through the channels. “There’s nothing on,” he groaned.

“How can you tell if you’re flipping by the channels so fast?” Chloe asked as she snuggled in next to him.

He shrugged. “It’s an ability we guys have.”


Just then, John Travolta and Olivia Newton-John popped up on the screen, singing about “Summer Nights”. In one swift move, Chloe snatched the remote control out of Clark’s hand before he could change it.

“What the…?” he started.

“Sorry, but I love this movie,” she smiled.

Clark just smiled and rolled his eyes.

Character: Chloe
Written for the Wednesday 100 Community.

Stretching out across the booth, Chloe closes her eyes and inhales the warm scent. It’s welcoming, comfortable, and completely a part of her. Whatever would she do without this place?

“What’ll it be, Chlo’?” the waitress asks, causing Chloe to open her eyes.

“The usual, please.”

Within minutes, her favorite beverage is placed before her. It’s dark, rich brown color appears inviting and immediately calms her down from the rigors of her day. Gingerly, she takes a sip and lets the hot liquid pass her lips and slide down her esophagus.

She sighs contentedly. “Ah, coffee. The reporter’s best friend.”

The Confession
Characters: Chloe/Clark
Written for Wednesday 100.

“Clark, is everything okay?” Chloe asked as she entered the barn loft. “I got your message.”

With his back to her, he took a deep breath. “There’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you for some time, but I’ve always chickened out before.”

Concerned, Chloe walked closer to him. “What is it?”

Clark turned around and met her green eyes. “Chloe, you’re probably going to hate me when I say this.”

Chloe laughed. “You’re a hard guy to hate.”

“Okay, here goes.” Clark took a deep breath. “Here’s the truth. I broke your favorite CD when we were thirteen.”

A Mother's Worry
Character: Lillian
Written for the Wednesday 100.

“Lex needs to learn about the family business,” Lionel had said. “He has to come with me to Smallville.”

Lillian hadn’t liked this idea the moment Lionel had brought it up. Something bad was going to happen; she just knew it. She didn’t know how, maybe it was mother’s instinct, but she was terrified to let her baby go.

However, she didn’t have a choice. Lionel always got his way, especially when it came to Lex. Without a word, she had dressed their son in his nicest suit and whispered a prayer as they climbed into the helicopter.

Characters: Chloe/Lex
Written for the Wednesday 100 Community.

She stares at him, her arms crossed and her features stoic. The last time they had spoken, they had slung some harsh words at each other. Now that he’s back, she isn’t quite sure what to say.

“Did you find what you were searching for?” Chloe asks, her eyes fixed on the man standing in front of her.

“No, not out there. I still feel empty inside,” he answers, his expression never hesitating. “It’s taken me this long to discover what I want.”

“And that is?”

Lex wraps his arms around her and kisses her. Pulling back, he smiles. “You.”