Chlollie-Ween Fic Challenge - Back to the Future 1/?
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Jonathan James Kent was hiding in a place that he knew that he wasn’t supposed to be playing in…ever, his father’s loft in the barn. Jonny, as everyone but his dad called him, was playing hide and seek with his cousin and best friend Connor. Connor was spending the weekend with him because his Uncle and Aunty needed sometime together to do grown-up things. At least that’s what his Aunty told him.
From below, Jonny could hear Connor still counting.
“Twenty-one…twenty-two…twenty-three…” Jonny quickly scanned the loft for a place to hide…he knew he was kind of cheating, both boys knew that they weren’t allowed to play up in the loft without permission. Jonny thought that by the time Connor would even think to look in the loft; he figured that he could make it to base and win the game. His mom always told him to do what he had to do to get the story…well, this may not be a story but the advice still kind of worked for him now.
“Twenty-eight…twenty-nine…thirty. Thirty-one…thirty-two…” Jonny spotted his father’s desk and finally saw the perfect hiding place for himself. Quickly he scrambled over to the desk and pulled out the chair. Hastily he climbed into the alcove where the desk chair normally was pushed into. “Forty…forty-one…forty-two…” his cousin still counted. He had until Connor reached fifty to be completely hidden just in case Connor did decide to look up in the loft first. He reached the chair and as quietly as he could he dragged it almost back into place, not giving himself a lot of space in the alcove of the desk. “Forty-eight…forty-nine…FIFTY! Ready or not here I come!” Connor yelled from below. Little did his younger cousin know but he heard every step, every scrap against the wood from up above. His cousin was not the quietest of kids. Connor smiled up at the stairs knowing that Jonny was hiding up there somewhere, but he figured he would make the game a bit interesting by pretending that he didn’t know where Jonny was hiding. Connor’s smile grew making the dimple in his chin more pronounced as he began to loudly walk around the bottom of the barn pretending to look for Jonny.
“Nope, not there.” He said as he walked over to the stairs, he could hear Jonny giggling excitedly upstairs. Connor shook his blond head and chuckled quietly, Even when he was trying to be sneaky Jonny could never be quiet. Connor walked over to the bales of hay that were stacked neatly, he had to make it seem good. Jonny may be only five years old but he wasn’t dumb. If Connor found him too quickly, Jonny would want a redo and Connor desperately wanted a turn at hiding. “Hmmm,” Connor said loudly, “he’s not behind the bales of hay. Where can he be?” Again Jonny giggled from his hiding spot. “He wouldn’t have hidden upstairs in Uncle Clark’s loft. He knows that we’re not supposed to be up there…that would be cheating.” He said as he took one step up the stairs. No giggle this time, because Jonny was rethinking his plan. Connor was right. Hiding up stairs was cheating. There was no maybe about it and cheating was wrong. But now he had a dilemma…did he give up his greatest hiding spot and do the right thing or did he just stay there quietly and pretend that he hadn’t heard him. It was as he was trying to decide what to do that he was startled by the chair being pulled away and his cousin’s head looking under the desk.
“Gotcha!” Connor said loudly making Jonny jump and he banged his head on the desk drawer causing the back of the drawer and some of the contents to fall out and landed on the floor behind him.
“Oh no,” Jonny said while rubbing the top of his head, “see what you did! You made me break my daddy’s desk!”
”Me? How is this my fault? You shouldn’t have been up here hiding. You broke the drawer with your knuckle head. This is your fault.”
”But I wouldn’t have broken the drawer if you didn’t scare me. Besides you’re the oldest one here, you have to be the re…res…reasonable one.”
“You mean responsible one.” Connor corrected him; Jonny rolled his eyes at him.
“Yeah, that’s what I said. What if we just try to put it back on? Daddy won’t even know that we were up here.”
“Jonny, that’s not right. You broke it, you need to tell him. I’ll go with you but you need to tell Uncle Clark.”
”Fine.” Jonny pouted for a moment knowing that he was going to get into trouble when he told his daddy.
”Good, now come out of there.” As Jonny started to climb out from under the desk his blue eyes caught something shiny on the floor.
”Hey, what’s this?” He asked as he picked up a ring that had probably fallen out of the desk drawer.
“Looks like some kind of ring. I didn’t know Uncle Clark wore rings.” Connor made a move to grab the ring from Jonny to take a better look at it but as he moved to grab the ring Jonny slid it onto his own little finger and a bright light enveloped him. ‘JONNY!” Connor screamed at him and reached out for his cousin to get him out of the light but he got enveloped in the light too. It was a blinding light everything was first bright white and then it all went black.
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When Jonny opened his eyes, he felt really dizzy. He blinked a couple of times to clear the spots from his eyes and then looked around. He was extremely surprised to see that he was no longer up in his daddy’s loft at home. He was some place in the city, in a dark, smelly part of the city. He took his daddy’s ring and put it into his pocket so he wouldn’t loose it and stood up off the ground. He jumped when he heard a cat meow as it knocked over a trash can and a squeak of something, probably a mouse or a rat as it scurried in the shadows to get away from the cat. He was scared. He was never supposed to go into the city alone. How was he going to explain this one to his parents? He rolled his eyes at his predicament. He figured his parents were probably going to be really mad at him but the quickest way to get home would be just for him to cowboy up and call his daddy. So he sucked in a deep breath and let out a mighty scream.
“SUPERMAN!” Then he waited. When his father didn’t come he tried again, “SUPERMAN!!” He waited again. He wondered if his daddy was really mad at him for being in the city or for maybe playing in his loft. But he knew that no matter how mad his daddy was at him for what ever trouble he got into, he would never leave him somewhere that he wasn’t safe. Now he was really starting to get scared. His eyes began to well with tears and his nose began to run. He was going to try one more time before he tried to find the Daily Planet or the Watchtower. He knew his daddy was working at the Daily Planet today, but he also knew that his Aunty and Uncle were going to be home doing their grown-up stuff. He sniffed and wiped his nose on the sleeve of his shirt and inhaled deeply. Maybe he just didn’t yell loud enough that last two times, “SsssUuuuPpppEeeeRrrr”
”Hey!” a familiar voice called out to him and he turned around to see his aunt standing in the only light in the alley. “Hey! Kid! Are you ok?” She called to him.
”Aunty?” He squinted through the darkness at her. “AUNTY!” He ran to her and wrapped his little arms around her legs.
“Ahhh, sorry kid, but I’m not your aunt.” She said as she tried to pry his little arms from her legs.
“Aunty Chlo, you’re not funny.” He looked up at her his big blue eyes welling with tears and his nose began to run again. Even in the dark alley, this little boy looked familiar. She pried his arms from around her thighs and crouched down to his level. She took a hard look at the little boy in front of her and knew that she somehow knew him. She bit her lip and then grabbed him by the shoulders gently.
”What’s your name, little one?” She asked.
”Jonny.” Was all he said as he just looked at her with those big blue watery eyes and wrapped his arms around her neck and began to cry in earnest. Maybe once she got him to calm down she could get him to talk to her. She wrapped her arms around the little boy, feeling extremely protective of him and carried him upstairs to the Watchtower.
She had no sooner walked in and sat down with the sobbing boy in her arms when Oliver, Bart, AC, and Victor walked in. They were supposed to be going over the plan for the mission in Washington, but it seems that they had a bigger problem at the moment. She looked over at Oliver and he stared at her. The other guys just quietly filed into the room.
”Forget to tell us something, Licious?” Bart asked as he took in the scene.
”I found him outside screaming for something called ‘supper man.”
“That’s Superman, Aunty Chlo.” Jonny sniffed and wiped his nose on the sleeve of his shirt again. Then he looked over at the guys that she was talking to. He practically flew out of her arms and leaped into Oliver’s.
”Uncle Ollie!” Jonny yelled as he leaped into the tall man’s arms. Oliver caught him instinctively.
“Uncle Ollie?” AC snickered, “Is there something you forgot to mention there, Boss man?”
Oliver just stood dumbfounded with the little boy clinging to him sobbing.
”I’m sorry, Uncle Ollie…I’m sorry. I know we shouldn’t have been playing up in daddy’s loft. I’m sorry. Don’t be mad at Connor. It was all my fault. I hid up there. I’m sorry.”
“Ahh, Sidekick? A little help please?” He glanced down at the boy he held in his arms feeling a little panicky as he walked over to Chloe and tried to pass him off to her. When he finally got the boy to let go, much to the amusement of the other guys in the room, he asked, “What is going on?”
”I don’t know, Oliver? But apparently this little one knows you and knows me. And for some reason, he just looks and feels familiar to me.”
“So, you know this kid?” Oliver asked her.
“No. I just, doesn’t he look like anyone that we know?” She asked and Oliver raised an eyebrow at her. Of course he saw the similarity, how could he not? The kid was a mini replica of Clark.
“Jonny, that is your name, right honey?” She asked him as she squatted down to his level and looked him in the eyes.
“Yeah. Aunty, did you hit your head or somephin?” He asked her as he crinkled his eyes and looked at her critically.
“Something, you meant to say something, right?”
“That’s what I said. Are you ok?” The guys started to snicker but a look from Chloe stopped them. “Jonny, how’d you end up here?”
”Connor and I were playing hide and seek and I found a really great hiding spot under daddy’s desk but I wasn’t supposed to be up there and Connor scared me when he found me so see it really isn’t all my fault that I am here Connor was the one who made me bump my head and break the drawer. And if I had never been scared and bumped my head I would never have found this ring.” He said in all one breath reminding Chloe of Lois when she was a kid. When she finally processed the story, her brain stuck on one thing. The ring.
“What ring, Jonny?”
“This one.” He said as he pulled it out of his pocket it was wrapped in a tissue that his mommy always put into his pants pockets that he never uses. Why bother using tissue when he had two perfectly good sleeves to wipe his nose with. Sometimes he just didn’t understand his mommy. He handed her the ring and once she had a look at it she knew exactly what had happened. Her eyes widened in shock as she quickly put the ring into her pocket.
“Jonny, this is very important. I need you to tell me the truth ok?” She crouched down to his level.
“I try to always tell the truth, Aunty Chlo.”
”That’s a good boy. Now, this may sound like a silly question to you, but I really need to know the answer ok?” She looked him in the eyes and he nodded that he understood. Taking a deep breath, she asked, “What are your parents’ names?”
“Well, that’s easy. Clark Kent and Lois Kent. Though mommy likes to be called Lois Lane-Kent. And I am Jonathan James Kent and I am five years old.” He held up his hand with his fingers spread wide. “I’m a whole hand now.” He smiled at her.
“WHOA!” Bart said.
“Yeah, I second that.” Said Victor.
”Heh! It’s a mini Boy Scout.” AC said jokingly.
”Uncle AC, how many times does daddy have to tell you not to call him that.” Jonny turned to face the guys.
“I can TOTALLY see the resemblance now!” Bart laughed as he watched AC being chastised by the mini Clark.
“Lois and Clark? I thought I saw a bit of her in him.” Chloe said to no one in particular, but looked up at Oliver as she stood up. “Oliver, he put on a Legion ring. I don’t know what we are going to do with him and how we are going to get him back to his own time. Should we call Clark?”
He didn’t get to answer her question. He watched in humorous fascination as the little ‘Clark’ looked up at Chloe with his big blue eyes and asked her a question that would have gotten any other member of the male species eradicated.
“Aunty Chlo, why are you so skinny?” Jonny said to her as he patted her stomach. Chloe looked down at him confused and then over at the guys who’s eyes all widened with shock that the little boy had asked her that question.
“Excuse me?” She said to him as the guys watched the humorous scene unfold before them.
“Your belly,” he said and refrained from saying ‘DUH,’ but she could still see it in his eyes…there was no doubt that he was definitely influenced by Lois Lane. If she looked hard enough she could even see a very young Lois staring out at her from his youthful face.
“What about my belly?” she frowned. She hoped that she didn’t get fat in the future. She crouched again to his level. She was definitely getting in some exercise with this half pint around. Squats they do the body good she thought as Jonny began to talk.
“Aunty Chlo…did you really fall and hit your head or something? Is that why you’re so skinny now?” He sniffed and wiped his nose on his sleeve again and patted Chloe on the head feeling for a bump.
“Jonny, what are you talking about?” She said to him as she removed his hands from her now messy hair. “Are you telling me that I’m going to get fat in the future?”
“Oh yeah, Aunty, you are HUGE!” He demonstrated by holding his hands as far away from his body as he could.
Chloe wanted the ground to open up and swallow her right there. She looked over at Oliver and the guys and she could see that they were barely containing their laughter. She swore if she heard just one chuckle…just one snicker, she was going to hurt someone. By the look on her face she was sure the guys could read her mind.
She knew that Jonny wasn’t trying to purposely make her feel bad, but she had struggled for years with issues regarding her weight. Having Lana and Lois around never helped with her self esteem either.
“Oh Aunty, it’s ok. Uncle Ollie loves you anyway. He’s always kissing your belly and rubbing your stomach. He says that you’re beautiful. Connor always makes gagging noises when he does that.”
“WHAT? Wait a minute; did you say ‘Ollie’? And Connor? Who’s Connor?”
”Aunty, maybe you really do need to see a doctor…how can you forget your own son. He’s my cousin and my bestest friend in the whole wide world. And yes, I said Uncle Ollie.”
“WAIT! Wait! Are you saying…” She looked over at Oliver who was smirking at her and to Victor and AC who were desperately trying to reign in their laughter, and then she glanced over at Bart who looked like he was going to be sick. “I have to sit down.” Chloe said as she nearly collapsed onto the floor but had somehow managed to sit in her chair instead.
”Aunty! Aunty! Are you ok?” Jonny rushed over to her and immediately put a hand on her very flat belly. Instead of talking to Chloe, the little boy leaned forward and spoke directly to her belly. “Now, Bella! What has Uncle Ollie told you about making Aunty sick? Be a good girl now.” He looked up at Chloe and smiled Clark’s mega watt smile at her, “There ya go, Aunty, she should be good for you now.”
“Thanks Jonny,” She patted his hair and was a little surprised when he just climbed up into her lap and snuggled into her laying his head on her chest. He squirmed a bit trying to get comfortable and when he realized what was wrong he picked up his head and looked at her strangely.
”No belly, that I like, Aunty, I have more room on your lap now. But these,” he patted her chest, “aren’t as comfy anymore. I wish they were bigger again.” That was the last straw. The room erupted with sound as all four men gripped their stomachs in uncontrollable laughter. Jonny just looked at them as if they were crazy and Chloe just rolled her eyes.
”Typical male,” she said as watched the guys laugh then looked down at Jonny, “starting already.” She watched the confusion play on his face before he just gave up and put his head back onto her chest and closed his eyes. She shook her head, smiled and began to rub his back. She hoped that he would fall asleep soon. They really needed to figure out how to get him back to the future where he belonged. The longer he stayed in the present the more he changed the future. She gave a stern look at the men in the room as they continued to laugh. Oliver was the first one to stop laughing.
Clearing the laughter from his throat he looked at the other men in the room.
“Ahh, guys, maybe we should head out to Smallville and talk to Clark?”
“Wait a minute,” Chloe said softly, “there’s no need for you to go all the way out to Smallville and leave me here alone with him?” She pointed to the dozing boy in her lap.
“Oliver smiled at her, “Ahh, Sidekick, are you afraid you can’t handle one sleeping boy?”
“No. I know I can, I can handle 5 grown up boys just fine. I just want to be there to see the expression on Clark’s face when he learns that he and Lois are married with a kid. I need to find my camera.” She snickered.
“Well, I’m guessing that he’ll look pretty much the same way that you did when you heard that you and Ollie have a kid and one on the way.” Victor said with a smirk on his face and Chloe blushed.
”So,” Oliver started looking directly at her, “you and me, huh?” He chuckled as her blush deepened, “Well, I can honestly say that I saw that coming.” He watched as what he said dawned on her.
“What?” She said a bit louder than she had wanted and Jonny shifted on her lap drawing her eyes to him quickly and then she looked back up at Oliver.
“Well, I can’t tell you that I haven’t thought about it. Especially since that whole little ‘game’ incident.” He shrugged, never taking his eyes from her.
“Really?” she asked softly, completely forgetting the others in the room her heart clearly on her sleeve.
“Really. “ He said never taking his eyes from hers. He stepped a bit closer to her and bent down, picked up the sleeping boy, and carried him to the couch. The guys just watched in rampant fascination, finally they were going to see the two of them do what they should have done months ago, they were going to see them get together.
“You should call Clark.” Oliver said to Chloe as he laid the boy onto the couch and covered him with the blanket that was folded on the back.
”Ahhh, Dude! What are you doing? That was totally the perfect moment for you to make your move and you blew it!” AC said to Oliver.
”AC, I’ll make my move only when I think the time is right, ok? Right now, the time is not right. Relax, this little guy here just told us what the future holds, there’s no rush.” Oliver may have been talking to AC with his voice but he was speaking to Chloe with his eyes. She smiled and reached for her cell phone and dialed Clark.
“Chloe! Oh thank God! I have a visitor here who has a very interesting story that I am thinking that you and Oliver need to hear.” He said to her.
“Well hello to you too, Clark. Seems that visitors are going around tonight. I have a guest here myself. Someone who I think that you would really like to meet. Maybe you could come by the Watchtower and meet him.”
“Ahh, Chloe, I’m not sure that coming by is such a good idea. Maybe you and your guest could come by the farm?”
“No, Clark, this should be done here at the Watchtower. Besides Oliver and the guys are already here. This guest of ours is someone you are going to want to meet. I promise you. Besides the story of how he came to be my guest is a great one, but one you’re going to need to be sitting down for.”
“Ok. I’ll be there in a few minutes.” Clark said reluctantly.
TBC…
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Jonathan James Kent was hiding in a place that he knew that he wasn’t supposed to be playing in…ever, his father’s loft in the barn. Jonny, as everyone but his dad called him, was playing hide and seek with his cousin and best friend Connor. Connor was spending the weekend with him because his Uncle and Aunty needed sometime together to do grown-up things. At least that’s what his Aunty told him.
From below, Jonny could hear Connor still counting.
“Twenty-one…twenty-two…twenty-three…” Jonny quickly scanned the loft for a place to hide…he knew he was kind of cheating, both boys knew that they weren’t allowed to play up in the loft without permission. Jonny thought that by the time Connor would even think to look in the loft; he figured that he could make it to base and win the game. His mom always told him to do what he had to do to get the story…well, this may not be a story but the advice still kind of worked for him now.
“Twenty-eight…twenty-nine…thirty. Thirty-one…thirty-two…” Jonny spotted his father’s desk and finally saw the perfect hiding place for himself. Quickly he scrambled over to the desk and pulled out the chair. Hastily he climbed into the alcove where the desk chair normally was pushed into. “Forty…forty-one…forty-two…” his cousin still counted. He had until Connor reached fifty to be completely hidden just in case Connor did decide to look up in the loft first. He reached the chair and as quietly as he could he dragged it almost back into place, not giving himself a lot of space in the alcove of the desk. “Forty-eight…forty-nine…FIFTY! Ready or not here I come!” Connor yelled from below. Little did his younger cousin know but he heard every step, every scrap against the wood from up above. His cousin was not the quietest of kids. Connor smiled up at the stairs knowing that Jonny was hiding up there somewhere, but he figured he would make the game a bit interesting by pretending that he didn’t know where Jonny was hiding. Connor’s smile grew making the dimple in his chin more pronounced as he began to loudly walk around the bottom of the barn pretending to look for Jonny.
“Nope, not there.” He said as he walked over to the stairs, he could hear Jonny giggling excitedly upstairs. Connor shook his blond head and chuckled quietly, Even when he was trying to be sneaky Jonny could never be quiet. Connor walked over to the bales of hay that were stacked neatly, he had to make it seem good. Jonny may be only five years old but he wasn’t dumb. If Connor found him too quickly, Jonny would want a redo and Connor desperately wanted a turn at hiding. “Hmmm,” Connor said loudly, “he’s not behind the bales of hay. Where can he be?” Again Jonny giggled from his hiding spot. “He wouldn’t have hidden upstairs in Uncle Clark’s loft. He knows that we’re not supposed to be up there…that would be cheating.” He said as he took one step up the stairs. No giggle this time, because Jonny was rethinking his plan. Connor was right. Hiding up stairs was cheating. There was no maybe about it and cheating was wrong. But now he had a dilemma…did he give up his greatest hiding spot and do the right thing or did he just stay there quietly and pretend that he hadn’t heard him. It was as he was trying to decide what to do that he was startled by the chair being pulled away and his cousin’s head looking under the desk.
“Gotcha!” Connor said loudly making Jonny jump and he banged his head on the desk drawer causing the back of the drawer and some of the contents to fall out and landed on the floor behind him.
“Oh no,” Jonny said while rubbing the top of his head, “see what you did! You made me break my daddy’s desk!”
”Me? How is this my fault? You shouldn’t have been up here hiding. You broke the drawer with your knuckle head. This is your fault.”
”But I wouldn’t have broken the drawer if you didn’t scare me. Besides you’re the oldest one here, you have to be the re…res…reasonable one.”
“You mean responsible one.” Connor corrected him; Jonny rolled his eyes at him.
“Yeah, that’s what I said. What if we just try to put it back on? Daddy won’t even know that we were up here.”
“Jonny, that’s not right. You broke it, you need to tell him. I’ll go with you but you need to tell Uncle Clark.”
”Fine.” Jonny pouted for a moment knowing that he was going to get into trouble when he told his daddy.
”Good, now come out of there.” As Jonny started to climb out from under the desk his blue eyes caught something shiny on the floor.
”Hey, what’s this?” He asked as he picked up a ring that had probably fallen out of the desk drawer.
“Looks like some kind of ring. I didn’t know Uncle Clark wore rings.” Connor made a move to grab the ring from Jonny to take a better look at it but as he moved to grab the ring Jonny slid it onto his own little finger and a bright light enveloped him. ‘JONNY!” Connor screamed at him and reached out for his cousin to get him out of the light but he got enveloped in the light too. It was a blinding light everything was first bright white and then it all went black.
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When Jonny opened his eyes, he felt really dizzy. He blinked a couple of times to clear the spots from his eyes and then looked around. He was extremely surprised to see that he was no longer up in his daddy’s loft at home. He was some place in the city, in a dark, smelly part of the city. He took his daddy’s ring and put it into his pocket so he wouldn’t loose it and stood up off the ground. He jumped when he heard a cat meow as it knocked over a trash can and a squeak of something, probably a mouse or a rat as it scurried in the shadows to get away from the cat. He was scared. He was never supposed to go into the city alone. How was he going to explain this one to his parents? He rolled his eyes at his predicament. He figured his parents were probably going to be really mad at him but the quickest way to get home would be just for him to cowboy up and call his daddy. So he sucked in a deep breath and let out a mighty scream.
“SUPERMAN!” Then he waited. When his father didn’t come he tried again, “SUPERMAN!!” He waited again. He wondered if his daddy was really mad at him for being in the city or for maybe playing in his loft. But he knew that no matter how mad his daddy was at him for what ever trouble he got into, he would never leave him somewhere that he wasn’t safe. Now he was really starting to get scared. His eyes began to well with tears and his nose began to run. He was going to try one more time before he tried to find the Daily Planet or the Watchtower. He knew his daddy was working at the Daily Planet today, but he also knew that his Aunty and Uncle were going to be home doing their grown-up stuff. He sniffed and wiped his nose on the sleeve of his shirt and inhaled deeply. Maybe he just didn’t yell loud enough that last two times, “SsssUuuuPpppEeeeRrrr”
”Hey!” a familiar voice called out to him and he turned around to see his aunt standing in the only light in the alley. “Hey! Kid! Are you ok?” She called to him.
”Aunty?” He squinted through the darkness at her. “AUNTY!” He ran to her and wrapped his little arms around her legs.
“Ahhh, sorry kid, but I’m not your aunt.” She said as she tried to pry his little arms from her legs.
“Aunty Chlo, you’re not funny.” He looked up at her his big blue eyes welling with tears and his nose began to run again. Even in the dark alley, this little boy looked familiar. She pried his arms from around her thighs and crouched down to his level. She took a hard look at the little boy in front of her and knew that she somehow knew him. She bit her lip and then grabbed him by the shoulders gently.
”What’s your name, little one?” She asked.
”Jonny.” Was all he said as he just looked at her with those big blue watery eyes and wrapped his arms around her neck and began to cry in earnest. Maybe once she got him to calm down she could get him to talk to her. She wrapped her arms around the little boy, feeling extremely protective of him and carried him upstairs to the Watchtower.
She had no sooner walked in and sat down with the sobbing boy in her arms when Oliver, Bart, AC, and Victor walked in. They were supposed to be going over the plan for the mission in Washington, but it seems that they had a bigger problem at the moment. She looked over at Oliver and he stared at her. The other guys just quietly filed into the room.
”Forget to tell us something, Licious?” Bart asked as he took in the scene.
”I found him outside screaming for something called ‘supper man.”
“That’s Superman, Aunty Chlo.” Jonny sniffed and wiped his nose on the sleeve of his shirt again. Then he looked over at the guys that she was talking to. He practically flew out of her arms and leaped into Oliver’s.
”Uncle Ollie!” Jonny yelled as he leaped into the tall man’s arms. Oliver caught him instinctively.
“Uncle Ollie?” AC snickered, “Is there something you forgot to mention there, Boss man?”
Oliver just stood dumbfounded with the little boy clinging to him sobbing.
”I’m sorry, Uncle Ollie…I’m sorry. I know we shouldn’t have been playing up in daddy’s loft. I’m sorry. Don’t be mad at Connor. It was all my fault. I hid up there. I’m sorry.”
“Ahh, Sidekick? A little help please?” He glanced down at the boy he held in his arms feeling a little panicky as he walked over to Chloe and tried to pass him off to her. When he finally got the boy to let go, much to the amusement of the other guys in the room, he asked, “What is going on?”
”I don’t know, Oliver? But apparently this little one knows you and knows me. And for some reason, he just looks and feels familiar to me.”
“So, you know this kid?” Oliver asked her.
“No. I just, doesn’t he look like anyone that we know?” She asked and Oliver raised an eyebrow at her. Of course he saw the similarity, how could he not? The kid was a mini replica of Clark.
“Jonny, that is your name, right honey?” She asked him as she squatted down to his level and looked him in the eyes.
“Yeah. Aunty, did you hit your head or somephin?” He asked her as he crinkled his eyes and looked at her critically.
“Something, you meant to say something, right?”
“That’s what I said. Are you ok?” The guys started to snicker but a look from Chloe stopped them. “Jonny, how’d you end up here?”
”Connor and I were playing hide and seek and I found a really great hiding spot under daddy’s desk but I wasn’t supposed to be up there and Connor scared me when he found me so see it really isn’t all my fault that I am here Connor was the one who made me bump my head and break the drawer. And if I had never been scared and bumped my head I would never have found this ring.” He said in all one breath reminding Chloe of Lois when she was a kid. When she finally processed the story, her brain stuck on one thing. The ring.
“What ring, Jonny?”
“This one.” He said as he pulled it out of his pocket it was wrapped in a tissue that his mommy always put into his pants pockets that he never uses. Why bother using tissue when he had two perfectly good sleeves to wipe his nose with. Sometimes he just didn’t understand his mommy. He handed her the ring and once she had a look at it she knew exactly what had happened. Her eyes widened in shock as she quickly put the ring into her pocket.
“Jonny, this is very important. I need you to tell me the truth ok?” She crouched down to his level.
“I try to always tell the truth, Aunty Chlo.”
”That’s a good boy. Now, this may sound like a silly question to you, but I really need to know the answer ok?” She looked him in the eyes and he nodded that he understood. Taking a deep breath, she asked, “What are your parents’ names?”
“Well, that’s easy. Clark Kent and Lois Kent. Though mommy likes to be called Lois Lane-Kent. And I am Jonathan James Kent and I am five years old.” He held up his hand with his fingers spread wide. “I’m a whole hand now.” He smiled at her.
“WHOA!” Bart said.
“Yeah, I second that.” Said Victor.
”Heh! It’s a mini Boy Scout.” AC said jokingly.
”Uncle AC, how many times does daddy have to tell you not to call him that.” Jonny turned to face the guys.
“I can TOTALLY see the resemblance now!” Bart laughed as he watched AC being chastised by the mini Clark.
“Lois and Clark? I thought I saw a bit of her in him.” Chloe said to no one in particular, but looked up at Oliver as she stood up. “Oliver, he put on a Legion ring. I don’t know what we are going to do with him and how we are going to get him back to his own time. Should we call Clark?”
He didn’t get to answer her question. He watched in humorous fascination as the little ‘Clark’ looked up at Chloe with his big blue eyes and asked her a question that would have gotten any other member of the male species eradicated.
“Aunty Chlo, why are you so skinny?” Jonny said to her as he patted her stomach. Chloe looked down at him confused and then over at the guys who’s eyes all widened with shock that the little boy had asked her that question.
“Excuse me?” She said to him as the guys watched the humorous scene unfold before them.
“Your belly,” he said and refrained from saying ‘DUH,’ but she could still see it in his eyes…there was no doubt that he was definitely influenced by Lois Lane. If she looked hard enough she could even see a very young Lois staring out at her from his youthful face.
“What about my belly?” she frowned. She hoped that she didn’t get fat in the future. She crouched again to his level. She was definitely getting in some exercise with this half pint around. Squats they do the body good she thought as Jonny began to talk.
“Aunty Chlo…did you really fall and hit your head or something? Is that why you’re so skinny now?” He sniffed and wiped his nose on his sleeve again and patted Chloe on the head feeling for a bump.
“Jonny, what are you talking about?” She said to him as she removed his hands from her now messy hair. “Are you telling me that I’m going to get fat in the future?”
“Oh yeah, Aunty, you are HUGE!” He demonstrated by holding his hands as far away from his body as he could.
Chloe wanted the ground to open up and swallow her right there. She looked over at Oliver and the guys and she could see that they were barely containing their laughter. She swore if she heard just one chuckle…just one snicker, she was going to hurt someone. By the look on her face she was sure the guys could read her mind.
She knew that Jonny wasn’t trying to purposely make her feel bad, but she had struggled for years with issues regarding her weight. Having Lana and Lois around never helped with her self esteem either.
“Oh Aunty, it’s ok. Uncle Ollie loves you anyway. He’s always kissing your belly and rubbing your stomach. He says that you’re beautiful. Connor always makes gagging noises when he does that.”
“WHAT? Wait a minute; did you say ‘Ollie’? And Connor? Who’s Connor?”
”Aunty, maybe you really do need to see a doctor…how can you forget your own son. He’s my cousin and my bestest friend in the whole wide world. And yes, I said Uncle Ollie.”
“WAIT! Wait! Are you saying…” She looked over at Oliver who was smirking at her and to Victor and AC who were desperately trying to reign in their laughter, and then she glanced over at Bart who looked like he was going to be sick. “I have to sit down.” Chloe said as she nearly collapsed onto the floor but had somehow managed to sit in her chair instead.
”Aunty! Aunty! Are you ok?” Jonny rushed over to her and immediately put a hand on her very flat belly. Instead of talking to Chloe, the little boy leaned forward and spoke directly to her belly. “Now, Bella! What has Uncle Ollie told you about making Aunty sick? Be a good girl now.” He looked up at Chloe and smiled Clark’s mega watt smile at her, “There ya go, Aunty, she should be good for you now.”
“Thanks Jonny,” She patted his hair and was a little surprised when he just climbed up into her lap and snuggled into her laying his head on her chest. He squirmed a bit trying to get comfortable and when he realized what was wrong he picked up his head and looked at her strangely.
”No belly, that I like, Aunty, I have more room on your lap now. But these,” he patted her chest, “aren’t as comfy anymore. I wish they were bigger again.” That was the last straw. The room erupted with sound as all four men gripped their stomachs in uncontrollable laughter. Jonny just looked at them as if they were crazy and Chloe just rolled her eyes.
”Typical male,” she said as watched the guys laugh then looked down at Jonny, “starting already.” She watched the confusion play on his face before he just gave up and put his head back onto her chest and closed his eyes. She shook her head, smiled and began to rub his back. She hoped that he would fall asleep soon. They really needed to figure out how to get him back to the future where he belonged. The longer he stayed in the present the more he changed the future. She gave a stern look at the men in the room as they continued to laugh. Oliver was the first one to stop laughing.
Clearing the laughter from his throat he looked at the other men in the room.
“Ahh, guys, maybe we should head out to Smallville and talk to Clark?”
“Wait a minute,” Chloe said softly, “there’s no need for you to go all the way out to Smallville and leave me here alone with him?” She pointed to the dozing boy in her lap.
“Oliver smiled at her, “Ahh, Sidekick, are you afraid you can’t handle one sleeping boy?”
“No. I know I can, I can handle 5 grown up boys just fine. I just want to be there to see the expression on Clark’s face when he learns that he and Lois are married with a kid. I need to find my camera.” She snickered.
“Well, I’m guessing that he’ll look pretty much the same way that you did when you heard that you and Ollie have a kid and one on the way.” Victor said with a smirk on his face and Chloe blushed.
”So,” Oliver started looking directly at her, “you and me, huh?” He chuckled as her blush deepened, “Well, I can honestly say that I saw that coming.” He watched as what he said dawned on her.
“What?” She said a bit louder than she had wanted and Jonny shifted on her lap drawing her eyes to him quickly and then she looked back up at Oliver.
“Well, I can’t tell you that I haven’t thought about it. Especially since that whole little ‘game’ incident.” He shrugged, never taking his eyes from her.
“Really?” she asked softly, completely forgetting the others in the room her heart clearly on her sleeve.
“Really. “ He said never taking his eyes from hers. He stepped a bit closer to her and bent down, picked up the sleeping boy, and carried him to the couch. The guys just watched in rampant fascination, finally they were going to see the two of them do what they should have done months ago, they were going to see them get together.
“You should call Clark.” Oliver said to Chloe as he laid the boy onto the couch and covered him with the blanket that was folded on the back.
”Ahhh, Dude! What are you doing? That was totally the perfect moment for you to make your move and you blew it!” AC said to Oliver.
”AC, I’ll make my move only when I think the time is right, ok? Right now, the time is not right. Relax, this little guy here just told us what the future holds, there’s no rush.” Oliver may have been talking to AC with his voice but he was speaking to Chloe with his eyes. She smiled and reached for her cell phone and dialed Clark.
“Chloe! Oh thank God! I have a visitor here who has a very interesting story that I am thinking that you and Oliver need to hear.” He said to her.
“Well hello to you too, Clark. Seems that visitors are going around tonight. I have a guest here myself. Someone who I think that you would really like to meet. Maybe you could come by the Watchtower and meet him.”
“Ahh, Chloe, I’m not sure that coming by is such a good idea. Maybe you and your guest could come by the farm?”
“No, Clark, this should be done here at the Watchtower. Besides Oliver and the guys are already here. This guest of ours is someone you are going to want to meet. I promise you. Besides the story of how he came to be my guest is a great one, but one you’re going to need to be sitting down for.”
“Ok. I’ll be there in a few minutes.” Clark said reluctantly.
TBC…
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