Chlollie Fanfic: Beauty in the Breakdown VI - Private Chats, Part II
Egads.
LJ has turned into a whiny little bitch. Do we have new character restrictions on post lengths now, or something? *shakes head*
Anyway, here's Part 2 of 3. With any luck, the final part will be able to go up tonight, as well.
Enjoy!
Title: Beauty in the Breakdown VI - Private Chats
Author: BabyDee
Pairing: Chlollie; 6th Book in the Beauty in the Breakdown Series
Rating: PG-13/Soft R
Warnings: Oliver Queen does not appear in this story - not physically, anyway. But he is the subject of the conversation and, as always, has a lasting impact and makes a great impression. :-)
Timeline: Six months after BITB V: Feeling Good
Summary: Snooping ears overhear a private conversation, and get the (very) wrong end of the stick.
Disclaimer: All characters belong to DC comics and the CW network.
Feedback: I adore it!!!
Read Part 1 here.
Private Chats, Part II
Clark and Lois stared at her in disbelief. "You're Bella?" they echoed.
She nodded. "Mmm-hmm."
Clark shook his head. "Chloe, we both know that's not your name."
"It's what he calls me,” she explained patiently. “Like a…a term of endearment."
Clark scowled. "How the hell is calling you by another woman's name a 'term of endearment'?" he asked angrily.
"Not Bella; bella," she said, emphasising the correct pronunciation, and a shy smile crossed her face. "It means beautiful in Italian."
"Awwwww!" Lois exclaimed, clutching her heart with a dreamy smile. "That is so sweet!"
Chloe grinned, the same dreamy expression in her eyes. "I know, right?"
Clark, on the other hand, stared hard at her through narrowed eyes. "Are you sure you're not just covering for him?" he asked suspiciously.
Chloe rolled her eyes and sighed. "Gee, thanks Clark. I know you don't think I'm beautiful, but that was a tad harsh, don't you think?"
"No! I mean yes! I mean...that's a trick question!" he yelled as she burst out laughing. "Of course you're beautiful. What I meant was that I know how far you'd go to protect the ones you love, but this time, Oliver's gone too far. We all know he has a history of-"
"Let me see, now," she drawled, stroking her chin thoughtfully. "It was something like...'Bella, the next time I see you, I'm going to bury my head between your legs, and-"
"STOP!" yelled Clark, covering his ears. Lois giggled uncontrollably, fanning herself with her hand.
Chloe folded her arms and smiled triumphantly. "...or something along those lines," she finished.
“Yep, that was it,” confirmed Lois. “Wow!”
Clark stared at her with wide eyes. "Chloe, how did you know?"
She stared at him in disbelief. "What, are you deaf?" she replied incredulously. "That's what I've been trying to tell you - he was talking to me!"
Still Clark regarded her with a dubious expression. Sighing and muttering a prayer for strength, she pulled her cellphone out of her purse and scrolled through the audio files until she got to the one she needed.
"This is the conversation we had two days ago," she said as the message began to play.
***
Part III...
LJ has turned into a whiny little bitch. Do we have new character restrictions on post lengths now, or something? *shakes head*
Anyway, here's Part 2 of 3. With any luck, the final part will be able to go up tonight, as well.
Enjoy!
Title: Beauty in the Breakdown VI - Private Chats
Author: BabyDee
Pairing: Chlollie; 6th Book in the Beauty in the Breakdown Series
Rating: PG-13/Soft R
Warnings: Oliver Queen does not appear in this story - not physically, anyway. But he is the subject of the conversation and, as always, has a lasting impact and makes a great impression. :-)
Timeline: Six months after BITB V: Feeling Good
Summary: Snooping ears overhear a private conversation, and get the (very) wrong end of the stick.
Disclaimer: All characters belong to DC comics and the CW network.
Feedback: I adore it!!!
Read Part 1 here.
Private Chats, Part II
Clark and Lois stared at her in disbelief. "You're Bella?" they echoed.
She nodded. "Mmm-hmm."
Clark shook his head. "Chloe, we both know that's not your name."
"It's what he calls me,” she explained patiently. “Like a…a term of endearment."
Clark scowled. "How the hell is calling you by another woman's name a 'term of endearment'?" he asked angrily.
"Not Bella; bella," she said, emphasising the correct pronunciation, and a shy smile crossed her face. "It means beautiful in Italian."
"Awwwww!" Lois exclaimed, clutching her heart with a dreamy smile. "That is so sweet!"
Chloe grinned, the same dreamy expression in her eyes. "I know, right?"
Clark, on the other hand, stared hard at her through narrowed eyes. "Are you sure you're not just covering for him?" he asked suspiciously.
Chloe rolled her eyes and sighed. "Gee, thanks Clark. I know you don't think I'm beautiful, but that was a tad harsh, don't you think?"
"No! I mean yes! I mean...that's a trick question!" he yelled as she burst out laughing. "Of course you're beautiful. What I meant was that I know how far you'd go to protect the ones you love, but this time, Oliver's gone too far. We all know he has a history of-"
"Let me see, now," she drawled, stroking her chin thoughtfully. "It was something like...'Bella, the next time I see you, I'm going to bury my head between your legs, and-"
"STOP!" yelled Clark, covering his ears. Lois giggled uncontrollably, fanning herself with her hand.
Chloe folded her arms and smiled triumphantly. "...or something along those lines," she finished.
“Yep, that was it,” confirmed Lois. “Wow!”
Clark stared at her with wide eyes. "Chloe, how did you know?"
She stared at him in disbelief. "What, are you deaf?" she replied incredulously. "That's what I've been trying to tell you - he was talking to me!"
Still Clark regarded her with a dubious expression. Sighing and muttering a prayer for strength, she pulled her cellphone out of her purse and scrolled through the audio files until she got to the one she needed.
"This is the conversation we had two days ago," she said as the message began to play.
***
Part III...