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crack_van2006-04-07 10:10 am
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To the Batmobile! by Tamalinn (PG-13)
And yet another fic in this week's Smallville humour-fest!
Fandom: SMALLVILLE
Pairing: Clark/Lex
Author on LJ:
tamalinn
Author Website: Hideosyncrasies
Why this must be read: Apparently some of the funniest stories take fandom cliches and run with them. This one does Amnesia, which as we know is a) canon in Smallville and b) considering Lex's long relationship with Convenient Head Trauma, entirely possible. The twist: that little conk on the head makes Lex believe he's a superhero--and not the one he's actually living with, but the Dark Knight himself, complete with bat-toys! It's up to Clark to save the day and convince our head-trauma'ed hero he's better off being Lex Luthor than Bruce Wayne.
"I've had enough of your insolence, Penguin. This time, you will stay in Arkham, where I put you!" Lex flipped the Frisbee at him. Clark, too confused to dodge, watched as the Frisbee thumped him in the chest and then fell uselessly to the floor.
"Dammit!" Lex shouted. "How are you resisting my ingenious weapons?"
Clark raised an eyebrow. "They're plastic, Lex. And would you stop calling me `Penguin'? I'm not short or fat, and I have a very nice nose, thank you. And five fingers on each hand." He wiggled them at Lex as proof.
"Cut it out, Penguin, or I shall be forced to remove them. And while you're at it, stop calling me `Lex'. I am BATMAN, DARK KNIGHT OF GOTHAM!!!" He thumped his chest importantly.
Read the fic: To the Batmobile!
Fandom: SMALLVILLE
Pairing: Clark/Lex
Author on LJ:
Author Website: Hideosyncrasies
Why this must be read: Apparently some of the funniest stories take fandom cliches and run with them. This one does Amnesia, which as we know is a) canon in Smallville and b) considering Lex's long relationship with Convenient Head Trauma, entirely possible. The twist: that little conk on the head makes Lex believe he's a superhero--and not the one he's actually living with, but the Dark Knight himself, complete with bat-toys! It's up to Clark to save the day and convince our head-trauma'ed hero he's better off being Lex Luthor than Bruce Wayne.
"I've had enough of your insolence, Penguin. This time, you will stay in Arkham, where I put you!" Lex flipped the Frisbee at him. Clark, too confused to dodge, watched as the Frisbee thumped him in the chest and then fell uselessly to the floor.
"Dammit!" Lex shouted. "How are you resisting my ingenious weapons?"
Clark raised an eyebrow. "They're plastic, Lex. And would you stop calling me `Penguin'? I'm not short or fat, and I have a very nice nose, thank you. And five fingers on each hand." He wiggled them at Lex as proof.
"Cut it out, Penguin, or I shall be forced to remove them. And while you're at it, stop calling me `Lex'. I am BATMAN, DARK KNIGHT OF GOTHAM!!!" He thumped his chest importantly.
Read the fic: To the Batmobile!

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