Advent Calendar Dec 8 - Chestnut (Clark/Chloe)
Title: Chestnut
Fandom: Smallville
Pairing/Characters: Clark/Chloe
Rating: G
Disclaimer: all characters belong to the CW/DC Comics
Spoilers/Warnings: None.
Summary: Chloe's first Kent Christmas Party
Author's Notes: Part of the
smallearth Advent Calendar - DEC 8.
Prompt: Roast chestnuts
“Try some of these, Chloe.” Clark made his way through the crowd at the Kent Christmas party with a plate of what looked to Chloe like small, brown blobs.
“What are they?”
“Chestnuts. Roasted. On an open fire!” Clark practically vibrated with excitement.
Chloe wrinkled her nose. “Ooh, sorry Clark. I don’t like those. They taste like sawdust.”
Clark’s face fell before brightening again. “That’s because you’re from Metropolis and Dad says city folk can’t even boil water properly. Other than mom of course. Besides, these are special. Grown here on Kent Farm!”
Chloe smiled at Clark’s enthusiasm. She’d only known him for three months but he was already the best friend she’d ever had. Since they’d met, he’d shot up nearly six inches and was as skinny as a rail, but his puppy eyes were as irresistible as ever. Hesitantly, she took a bite.
“Wow, these really are good.”
Clark’s smile brightened. “Told you! They’re pretty rare because of the blight so Dad planted a bunch of them by the creek a few years ago and this is the first time there’ve been enough nuts to share around.”
Chloe, resisting the urge to spit out the morsel in her mouth, swallowed heavily. “Blight? You’re serving me… Blight?”
Clark gave her a wounded look. “I’d never. No, the American Chestnut was practically wiped out by a blight from Asia. It happened ages ago. Dad said it always made him sad to think of something that was once so widespread being brought to the edge of extinction. So he’s working with a bunch of scientists and co-ops and…”
Chloe held up her hand. “Okay, okay, Clark. I believe you. I should have known you wouldn’t serve me blight.”
Clark’s dazzling smile returned. “Only the best for you, Chloe!”
Chloe reached up to link her arm through his. “So are there any other house specialties you’d recommend?”
Clark accepted her arm and led her quickly to the tables crammed with a dizzying array of dishes. “Pie! Mom makes the best apple pie. And Mrs Hall makes a pretty mean carrot cake. And…”
Chloe suppressed a sigh. It was a shame that one of the main benefits of her friendship with Clark was a near-endless supply of desserts. She’d known from the moment they met that she wanted more. But for now, she’d wait.
“Bring it on, Clark. Bring it on.”
Fandom: Smallville
Pairing/Characters: Clark/Chloe
Rating: G
Disclaimer: all characters belong to the CW/DC Comics
Spoilers/Warnings: None.
Summary: Chloe's first Kent Christmas Party
Author's Notes: Part of the
smallearth Advent Calendar - DEC 8.
Prompt: Roast chestnuts
“Try some of these, Chloe.” Clark made his way through the crowd at the Kent Christmas party with a plate of what looked to Chloe like small, brown blobs.
“What are they?”
“Chestnuts. Roasted. On an open fire!” Clark practically vibrated with excitement.
Chloe wrinkled her nose. “Ooh, sorry Clark. I don’t like those. They taste like sawdust.”
Clark’s face fell before brightening again. “That’s because you’re from Metropolis and Dad says city folk can’t even boil water properly. Other than mom of course. Besides, these are special. Grown here on Kent Farm!”
Chloe smiled at Clark’s enthusiasm. She’d only known him for three months but he was already the best friend she’d ever had. Since they’d met, he’d shot up nearly six inches and was as skinny as a rail, but his puppy eyes were as irresistible as ever. Hesitantly, she took a bite.
“Wow, these really are good.”
Clark’s smile brightened. “Told you! They’re pretty rare because of the blight so Dad planted a bunch of them by the creek a few years ago and this is the first time there’ve been enough nuts to share around.”
Chloe, resisting the urge to spit out the morsel in her mouth, swallowed heavily. “Blight? You’re serving me… Blight?”
Clark gave her a wounded look. “I’d never. No, the American Chestnut was practically wiped out by a blight from Asia. It happened ages ago. Dad said it always made him sad to think of something that was once so widespread being brought to the edge of extinction. So he’s working with a bunch of scientists and co-ops and…”
Chloe held up her hand. “Okay, okay, Clark. I believe you. I should have known you wouldn’t serve me blight.”
Clark’s dazzling smile returned. “Only the best for you, Chloe!”
Chloe reached up to link her arm through his. “So are there any other house specialties you’d recommend?”
Clark accepted her arm and led her quickly to the tables crammed with a dizzying array of dishes. “Pie! Mom makes the best apple pie. And Mrs Hall makes a pretty mean carrot cake. And…”
Chloe suppressed a sigh. It was a shame that one of the main benefits of her friendship with Clark was a near-endless supply of desserts. She’d known from the moment they met that she wanted more. But for now, she’d wait.
“Bring it on, Clark. Bring it on.”