Call In The Big Guns!

by acampbell

Smallville, gen

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"Lex invites Clark to go with him to a night club in Metropolis. Jonathan tells Clark he can't go. What does Clark do?"

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"Out of the question, Clark."

"But, Dad--"

"I said no."

Clark sighed in frustration and stomped his foot, lightly, for him.

"Don't try that with me, son. The subject's closed."

Clark's voice escalated into a desperate whine. "I've been keeping up my grades, doing my chores--"

"You're too young to be going to clubs in Metropolis. Especially with Lex Luthor. There'll be alcohol, drugs, and God knows what else. Find something else to do this weekend. Do something with Pete."

"You're always against anything I want to do with Lex."

"I know it looks that way, Son. But--"

"It is that way, Dad. Can't you give him a chance?"

"Not this time," snapped Jonathan. "And that's final."

"Dad," Clark sighed. "You're leaving me no choice." He pressed his face against the screen door and squinted, calling into the farmhouse kitchen. "Mom!"

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