katikat | Fic rec: Smallville

"Meanwhile, back in Metropolis..." by Punk. Clex. Summary: You are not exclusively the brawn, and he is not always the brains. Length: ~14.000 words.

Most people have a picture of their significant other in their workspace. You have a special wing in the Fortress dedicated to things you've taken from Lex.

Computers that are probably too cold to ever work again. Huge magnets that get nervous around each other and have to be kept in separate rooms. Miles of copper pipe and wire. And then there are all the parts you can't identify, the metal boxes and tanks and tubes. The Fortress is starting to look like a scrap heap for particle physics, but you don't know what to do with it all. It belongs to Lex, and you can't destroy it or even give it away, so you keep it.

He's been talking about this for years, wants it like a sixteen-year-old wants his first car. You know it's a bad idea, but he won't listen. He thinks you're overreacting, but you've seen too much go wrong in Smallville to let him do this.

The klystrons are propped up in a corner next to some buckets. You wonder how normal people deal with relationship problems.

I find the style in which this fic is written quite fascinating. I might try it out too one day...