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My friends, there is no sex in this part. I am as goggled as yourselves!How could this happen?I offered them cash money to behave, but they've taken my little porn and run with it. I hope to correct this ghastly over sight by tomorrow. In the meantime, the story does move along.Things are...revealed? But not in the way someone is thinking. *eyeballs Bruce*
Hey everybody, while the boys were screwing with my head, this fell into it..Spike Xander and John Constantine! A BtVS/Hellblazer crossover? Any body up for that (cause I have the first part already written out...)
Today, the boys stayed home and drank OJ, and ate crackers, cause they were tired. Poor woobies...I shall knit them phallus cozies to make them feel better!
In other news:
“Luthor!” Heads turned Lex’s way, the murmur at the end of the table broken off as everyone’s attention focused on him. Bruce looked at Lex, who reacted not at all, just kept reading his book and picking at his breakfast. The other boy—Bellow, Bruce recalled, threaded his way through the tables, glaring at Lex.
“Warren’s gone, sent home.” He looked at Lex expectantly, but got no reaction at all.
“Broke a kneecap, and his jaw ‘falling’,” and he crooked the fingers of both hands in the air as he said that, “ down the stairs. How in the hell do you break your jaw falling down the stairs!” He scowled at Lex, who sighed, put his book down, and looked at Bellow.
Bruce watched the event unfold with interest.
“ Bellow. I deeply, totally, do NOT care in the least that Warren’s body *finally* realized there was no pilot at the wheel,” and Bruce snorted at Bellow’s confused look. “ I’m assuming by your use of air quotes that you mean to imply something. A word of advice? The--” and he repeated Bellow’s gesture, -- “Air quote thing? Signals that you’re an idiot, and Bellow, you really don’t have to *do* anything to let people know, it’s glaringly obvious.”
The entire table snickered as Bellow processed the fact he’d been insulted. His face went red, and he hissed, “ Laugh now, you little asshole.” His eyes jerked towards Bruce when he said that. When he got no reaction from him, he continued. “ I know you did it. I heard what happened and I’m going to make sure you pay!”
Lex looked at him blank-faced for a second, and then exploded into laughter.
“Oh my God! What the hell have you been reading? ‘Make sure you pay’? That probably sounded good in your head,” he yelled after the rapidly retreating boy.
Laughter rang out, and a few boys cheered, but Bruce knew that Lex was actually furious. Everyone at the table was staring at Lex in shock. Lex Luthor? Laughing …yelling…pretty much being normal—
“What!” he snapped out, and everyone quickly went back to what they were doing, but the buzz of the dining hall was interrupted now and then with laughter, and as people passed their table, a few grinned at him—“good one Luthor!”-- Or gave him a thumbs up, or an appraising look. One of the boys at the end of their table spoke up.
“ Bellow is pretty much an asshole. It’s about time someone said something to him. I’m glad you told him off.”
Bruce looked steadily at Lex and waited for him to regain control, to say something. Lex rolled his napkin up, fiddled a bit with his silverware before speaking. Finally he looked into Bruce’s eyes. Bruce just waited calmly for him to speak.
“ Bellow, Warren, Anders, Brown,” was all he said. Bruce nodded.
“Don’t hurt the rest of them. Please”
Bruce frowned, and Lex looked at him.
“ Eventually, you’d get caught. Everyone’s afraid of you Bruce, but eventually someone would talk. I don’t give a shit about them, but I do worry about you.” Lex sighed and stood up. “Let’s go. We need to talk.
“ I don’t want to talk,” Bruce said, standing also. Lex gave him a look of disgust and shoved his tray at him.
“ Then do something *really* useful,” he said, “I’m going to pack, I’ll be going home for the weekend.” and stalked out of the dining hall.
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The rest of the day, Bruce avoided looking at Lex, and Lex burned silently and steadily. Every time Lex tried to catch Bruce’s eyes,he would move out of the other boy's line of sight, till Lex exploded and threw a notebook at him. Bruce stood still and let the book hit him in the chest.
“Oh, nice.Lex. Mature, that.”
Lex stare at him open mouthed for a moment, and then snorted. “Oh, *nice*, because if there’s something*you* know, it’s that violence doesn’t solve anything!” Lex glared at Bruce and Bruce…laughed.
Lex jerked his head up, his lips peeled back in a snarl, and then just as suddenly, his face cleared and he laughed along with Bruce.
Bruce warmed, pleased as always when Lex forgave him for being an idiot.
“Bruce, you really are a most enormous idiot. You know this, right?”
Bruce nodded, moved a bit closer to Lex and handed him the notebook and asked “ Can we talk now?”
Lex nearly growled, but then just collapsed on his bed.
“No! No. No. No. No. Now drop it--”
Bruce stood at Lex’s bedside, loomed over him. His hands were tight fists at his side, his brow was furrowed, he radiated tension and unhappiness, though his voice was mild when he spoke.
“Lex.”
Bruce was seconds from begging. He knew that at this moment, Lex could make him beg, if he kept pushing him just—that—bit—further….Bruce could see in Lex's eyes that he knew it, watched Lex thinking--
“Oh for God’s sake,all right, Bruce! Yes, fucking, yes let’s talk! What? What do you want to talk about?
“Your Dad. Abuse, what he does to you--”
“ Bruce. *Please* Listen to me closely—really pay attention to me now.” He looked directly in Bruce’s eyes, his expression serious and hiding nothing. “ There is nothing, nothing going on. I don’t know what happened in your life to make you see these—things—in other’s lives but my Father loves me, and would never hurt me. Okay, sometime he’s heavy- handed; he’s got a temper, but it’s not like he *beats* me with a whip or something.”
He put out a hand and patted Bruce on the arm. “ I’m sorry Bruce, I really am.”
Bruce was stunned. How did this end up about him? How in the hell could Lex make him the victim here?
Lex stood and held his hand out to Bruce. “ You’re truly a good friend. I appreciate how much you care.”
“Yeah, I’m…have a good time at home. See you Sunday, ok?” Bruce left the room.
TBC
Madness! All is madness! See ya in a bit, I got some boys to wrangle!
Hey everybody, while the boys were screwing with my head, this fell into it..Spike Xander and John Constantine! A BtVS/Hellblazer crossover? Any body up for that (cause I have the first part already written out...)
Today, the boys stayed home and drank OJ, and ate crackers, cause they were tired. Poor woobies...I shall knit them phallus cozies to make them feel better!
In other news:
“Luthor!” Heads turned Lex’s way, the murmur at the end of the table broken off as everyone’s attention focused on him. Bruce looked at Lex, who reacted not at all, just kept reading his book and picking at his breakfast. The other boy—Bellow, Bruce recalled, threaded his way through the tables, glaring at Lex.
“Warren’s gone, sent home.” He looked at Lex expectantly, but got no reaction at all.
“Broke a kneecap, and his jaw ‘falling’,” and he crooked the fingers of both hands in the air as he said that, “ down the stairs. How in the hell do you break your jaw falling down the stairs!” He scowled at Lex, who sighed, put his book down, and looked at Bellow.
Bruce watched the event unfold with interest.
“ Bellow. I deeply, totally, do NOT care in the least that Warren’s body *finally* realized there was no pilot at the wheel,” and Bruce snorted at Bellow’s confused look. “ I’m assuming by your use of air quotes that you mean to imply something. A word of advice? The--” and he repeated Bellow’s gesture, -- “Air quote thing? Signals that you’re an idiot, and Bellow, you really don’t have to *do* anything to let people know, it’s glaringly obvious.”
The entire table snickered as Bellow processed the fact he’d been insulted. His face went red, and he hissed, “ Laugh now, you little asshole.” His eyes jerked towards Bruce when he said that. When he got no reaction from him, he continued. “ I know you did it. I heard what happened and I’m going to make sure you pay!”
Lex looked at him blank-faced for a second, and then exploded into laughter.
“Oh my God! What the hell have you been reading? ‘Make sure you pay’? That probably sounded good in your head,” he yelled after the rapidly retreating boy.
Laughter rang out, and a few boys cheered, but Bruce knew that Lex was actually furious. Everyone at the table was staring at Lex in shock. Lex Luthor? Laughing …yelling…pretty much being normal—
“What!” he snapped out, and everyone quickly went back to what they were doing, but the buzz of the dining hall was interrupted now and then with laughter, and as people passed their table, a few grinned at him—“good one Luthor!”-- Or gave him a thumbs up, or an appraising look. One of the boys at the end of their table spoke up.
“ Bellow is pretty much an asshole. It’s about time someone said something to him. I’m glad you told him off.”
Bruce looked steadily at Lex and waited for him to regain control, to say something. Lex rolled his napkin up, fiddled a bit with his silverware before speaking. Finally he looked into Bruce’s eyes. Bruce just waited calmly for him to speak.
“ Bellow, Warren, Anders, Brown,” was all he said. Bruce nodded.
“Don’t hurt the rest of them. Please”
Bruce frowned, and Lex looked at him.
“ Eventually, you’d get caught. Everyone’s afraid of you Bruce, but eventually someone would talk. I don’t give a shit about them, but I do worry about you.” Lex sighed and stood up. “Let’s go. We need to talk.
“ I don’t want to talk,” Bruce said, standing also. Lex gave him a look of disgust and shoved his tray at him.
“ Then do something *really* useful,” he said, “I’m going to pack, I’ll be going home for the weekend.” and stalked out of the dining hall.
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The rest of the day, Bruce avoided looking at Lex, and Lex burned silently and steadily. Every time Lex tried to catch Bruce’s eyes,he would move out of the other boy's line of sight, till Lex exploded and threw a notebook at him. Bruce stood still and let the book hit him in the chest.
“Oh, nice.Lex. Mature, that.”
Lex stare at him open mouthed for a moment, and then snorted. “Oh, *nice*, because if there’s something*you* know, it’s that violence doesn’t solve anything!” Lex glared at Bruce and Bruce…laughed.
Lex jerked his head up, his lips peeled back in a snarl, and then just as suddenly, his face cleared and he laughed along with Bruce.
Bruce warmed, pleased as always when Lex forgave him for being an idiot.
“Bruce, you really are a most enormous idiot. You know this, right?”
Bruce nodded, moved a bit closer to Lex and handed him the notebook and asked “ Can we talk now?”
Lex nearly growled, but then just collapsed on his bed.
“No! No. No. No. No. Now drop it--”
Bruce stood at Lex’s bedside, loomed over him. His hands were tight fists at his side, his brow was furrowed, he radiated tension and unhappiness, though his voice was mild when he spoke.
“Lex.”
Bruce was seconds from begging. He knew that at this moment, Lex could make him beg, if he kept pushing him just—that—bit—further….Bruce could see in Lex's eyes that he knew it, watched Lex thinking--
“Oh for God’s sake,all right, Bruce! Yes, fucking, yes let’s talk! What? What do you want to talk about?
“Your Dad. Abuse, what he does to you--”
“ Bruce. *Please* Listen to me closely—really pay attention to me now.” He looked directly in Bruce’s eyes, his expression serious and hiding nothing. “ There is nothing, nothing going on. I don’t know what happened in your life to make you see these—things—in other’s lives but my Father loves me, and would never hurt me. Okay, sometime he’s heavy- handed; he’s got a temper, but it’s not like he *beats* me with a whip or something.”
He put out a hand and patted Bruce on the arm. “ I’m sorry Bruce, I really am.”
Bruce was stunned. How did this end up about him? How in the hell could Lex make him the victim here?
Lex stood and held his hand out to Bruce. “ You’re truly a good friend. I appreciate how much you care.”
“Yeah, I’m…have a good time at home. See you Sunday, ok?” Bruce left the room.
TBC
Madness! All is madness! See ya in a bit, I got some boys to wrangle!
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well, the story almost got to the sex, didn't it. It's close... and it's going to be goood, i can tell (no pressure)
I don't know who John Constantine is - you're not going to get me hooked on someone else new again, are you? Why not Spike, Xander, and Lex? Or would that be too much of a stretch? Snicker! (ducks)
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Roxy feverishly try to add the Ass Sex to next part...
Ha! Me? Hook somebody on delicious pron...erm--Look! Shiny *runs*
Saaaay....aren't *you* supposed to be doing something?
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I think Lex is lying through his teeth, although i could be wrong.
And...
THERE IS NO MENU OR BUTTON THAT SAYS CHOOSE AN ICON FOR THIS POST!!!
Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
Phallus cozies? Child, you are LOSIN' it.
:)
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:)
Lurve YOUR icon, but the way.
Spiff.
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Liz
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Lex is doing the best he can, and so is Bruce.He's screwy, but thinks he's ok. In my world, Bruce feels, on some level, that murder is acceptable as long as there is a highly moral reason to do so.Not that anyone dies, I'm just saying...
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*goggles at the thought of Bruce in StaffVerse!Smallville*
Heh! Actually, I was talking about my other 'Fucked Up Adventures of Bruce and Lex'stories, over at SSA.
For me, I guess, it's the funny or the ew!;0)
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(What about ew-y fun? Bruce attempts to break neck of BGB in jealous fit over we fucked Lex after hit in head with falling well-done pidgeon on surprize stalking visit. It could work.)
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