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how the hell did it get to be 1:00, and I haven't written word one, or cleaned up the bit I thought was ready to post? I blame y'all. STOP BEING INTERESTING!!

sv fic: A Young Kryptonian's Travels part 11

Title: A Young Kryptonian's Travels Or, A Welcome Port In A Storm
Fandom:SV
Pairing:Kal-El/OCs, Kal-El/Lex
Rating: PG
Summary: Our only point here is to have fun! No message, no moral--enjoy!

A/N: Still no sex—I am appalled!
eta: I forgot to credit sabershadowkat for the name Kal chose.
eta2: omgod--I'm just being incredibly stoopit with a capital stoop tonight!!!

The Previous Parts are here, being kicked out of a monastery for misunderstanding prostrate and what it wasn't….

( Lex swiveled in his seat to get one last look and he swore the godling was looking right at him, mouth open, eyes wide—sure he was, if he could see through steel and glass… )

part 12

FYI

feeeyeye. That's probably how you pronounce that. Or maybe Fie-eye.

But the point of this post is not that, it's this--just in case you wondered, I have not abandoned my Dean and Sam, not at all. I will finish the story I began to post not too long ago, and I have another crazy fucked up AU kind of nibbling at the back of my brain. As soon as I've finished Transference, I can start to work on those again. Because I love writing Dean just as much as I love writing Lucas. I love that boy with a crazy, stalkery passion. (so there, Mr. Anderson Cooper--nyahh!) Just catching sight of his face makes me giggle and grin like a doofus--oy! Smitten! (unless it's baby Jensen, than it's just kind of creepy...) Also, Jared is slowly growing on me. I love Sam, he makes me snorfle, and no one can squeeze out the angst like that boy. He really is fanfiction come to life, kinda sorta.

It is the funnest show on TV, bar none. I love lots of shows, but only this one makes me shriek in horror when I realize I've missed the rerun of the show I saw on Thursday that I have on tape and have watched about twenty-five times.

Mind you, Lex is still number one in my heart, and hot as hell, Clark still makes me stare at the screen in awe---no could be such lovely--and I still desperately wish with all my might--one clinch, just one--one tiny little lip-lock, that's all I ask--hell, I'll be deliriously happy with an ass grab--you know, the *real* reason why Lex went evil.

Clark: *grab* Geez, Lex--you could use a little toning back there.

Lex: what?!! *eeeevol*

Shutting up now! I plan to enjoy answering your lovely comments to Big Dumb Aliem Boy story, and remember, feedback gets me hot! *G*