karraparis's Easter Basket

[babydracky]

Username: karraparis

Favorite Female Characters: Chole, Kara-El, Martha Kent
Favorite Male Characters: Clark, Lex, Jason, Ollie, Davis, Bart, Johnathan Kent (Best TV dad ever!)
Favorite Pairings: Ch/any (minus Lana)
Other: Love Future, Past, and crossover stuff!

What is your favorite part of Easter?: Chocolate Bunnies, Easter thymed movie-thon, and family

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[josephina_x]

Kara looked at him incredulously.

"I mean, she's Clark's mom. That's different!" he backpedaled quickly.

"Uh huh."

"It is!" Lex repeated.

"Says you."

"No, not just 'says me'. Other people!" Lex said, waving a hand about vaguely.

"Oh, yeah? Like who, Lionel?"

"Ugh," Lex groaned, putting his head down on the table.

"Blah blah, Martha isn't a cook, blah," said Kara.

Lex ignored that one. He even let her know, looking up at her and saying: "I am ignoring you now." It was only polite to inform her of this, after all.

"Blah blah, I have long greasy hair that gets stuck in doors and stuff, because I am too dumb to get a haircut."

The corners of Lex's lips twitched upwards before he smoothed his expression out again.

Kara's eyes sparkled as she took up the challenge. "Oh, war-stuff and lots of Rome and Greek things, because I am too old and cantankerous to know about current events like the 19th century and stuff, and even if I did I would never admit it, because I am just that stuffy in a shirt."

Lex bit his lip and almost had to stifle a laugh with a not-cough.

Kara, on a roll and not about to let up now, continued to pronounce the most random things mock-sagely, while stroking an imaginary beard: "Everything is a prisoner's-dilemma game-thing to me -- trust no one, fools, least of all me! Also, sharing is bad. I pay people to take candy from babies for fun and profit, because I'd be wasting all my precious, precious money-time if ever I deigned to do it myself. In fact, I think money is awesome-sexy and I want to make loooove to it. I want nobody to like me because obviously that means I'm doing something right -- I mean wrong! Everybody but me is a crybaby, and I can't understand why people get upset if I kick them in the shins. Also, I don't know how to drive, but that's ok because I can pay people lots and lots of money to do that for me, too, and just act like I can and believe that nobody will ever figure it out--"

"Kara, please stop," he asked, practically dying in his chair. "You-- you shouldn't, do that... make fun... of him..."

"Why?" she asked with a wicked smile.

"Because-- because--" Lex knew there was a good reason; he was just having trouble thinking of it at the moment, was all. "Because he might hear you," he ended lamely.

"Pssssh. Whatever. I can take him!" she said, making two fists and bringing them up, then moving them in a boxing motion.

Lex nearly lost it right there and then.

"...Please?" Lex asked again, one last time.

Kara looked at him, then rolled her eyes and sighed. "Ok, fine," she said, sitting back.

But then she said slowly, musingly, "You know, I bet Lionel and chocolate totally don't mix."

And Lex couldn't help but giggle, because that was just awful.

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Everyone in the living room exchanged glances, then started to pay a bit more attention to what was going on in the kitchen...