I dunno really much about Smallville but the AU seems interesting soooo maybe a prompt about Stan and Ford playing with their powers unknowingly as kids? Or Stan helping Ford out with Bill related trauma? Either one works!
Thanks for writing all of your AUs!!! They are very awesome and I love to read them!
Aw, thank you so much! I'm so glad you like my stuff, and are willing to humor me in my Smallville nonsense. I hope you enjoy the thing I wrote!
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It was a perfect summer’s day. Caryn leaned back, enjoying the ocean breeze blowing through her hair.
“Taking a trip to the beach was an excellent idea,” she said lazily. “The boys needed to run off some energy anyways. They’ve been cooped up in the pawnshop for too long.”
“Yes,” Filbrick said slowly. He and his wife watched Stanley and Stanford run across the sand, their shouts of glee carried away by the wind. Once the boys had disappeared from view, he cleared his throat. “Caryn…”
“Oh, no.” Caryn straightened. “I know that tone. Something’s wrong.”
“We made a mistake, taking those two in,” Filbrick said. Caryn frowned. “Hear me out.” Caryn rolled her eyes, but nodded. “I know you wanted children, but taking in two aliens we found in Kansas was the wrong way to go about it.”
“I think- I think we should hand them over to the government.” Filbrick’s voice turned gruff. “It’s what we shoulda done in the first place.”
“But you hate the government.”
“Ex-” Caryn glared at Filbrick. “Are you saying what I think you’re saying?”
“Yes.” Filbrick was a man of few words. He didn’t like to explain himself, so he tended to leave interpretation up to the people he was conversing with. “We can look into getting a baby some other way. A human baby.”
“They’re aliens,” Filbrick hissed. Caryn scowled. “And there’s something strange about them.” Stanley and Stanford reappeared, splashing each other in the surf, screeching with delight.
“Really,” Caryn said flatly. She gestured to the boys. “You think that’s strange?”
“They never wear sunscreen but they’ve never been sunburned.”
“Some people are lucky like that,” Caryn said with a shrug.
“One of them ripped the doorknob off the front door yesterday.”
“It was getting wobbly, it needed to be replaced.”
“They keep turning up out of nowhere. I’ll be completely alone one second, and one of them will be behind me the next.”
“Kids are sneaky and fast.”
“Dammit, woman, stop arguing with every single thing I say,” Filbrick snapped. Caryn’s eyes flashed with anger.
“Don’t you take that voice with me,” she snarled. “Or did you forget that you married a woman who can give as good as she gets?”
“We took in two kids that aren’t from this planet, Caryn! We can’t do this anymore! They’ll- they’ll kill us in our sleep or-”
“They’re just normal, sweet boys,” Caryn insisted. “You’re overreacting! You wouldn’t bat an eye at those behaviors if we hadn’t found ‘em in a spaceship.”
“You’re still not listening! I’m saying that-” Filbrick cut himself off as one of the boys ran up to them. “Yes, Stan?” he growled. Caryn sighed. She’d never been fond of how Filbrick called the boys by the same name. She smiled at her son.
“What is it, Stanford?” she asked. Oblivious to the tense atmosphere, Stanford bounced on the balls of his feet happily.
“Stanley and I found something great!” he squeaked. “You have to come see it!” He grabbed Caryn’s hand and pulled her to her feet. Caryn blinked, shocked by her son’s strength.
“Well, Filbrick?” she said to her husband. Filbrick’s scowl deepened. “Come on, our sons want to show us something. We should go see whatever it is that they want us to see.”
“Fine,” Filbrick ground out. He got to his feet and marched after Caryn and Stanford. They went down the beach a ways, eventually coming to a stop by the entrance to a cave Caryn and Filbrick had explored in their youth. “Well? What is it?”
“Stanley’s bringing it out,” Stanford said, still bouncing excitedly. He pointed at the cave entrance. “See!” Caryn and Filbrick turned their heads. Their jaws dropped. On his own, Stanley was tugging a small sailboat out of the cave.
“Stanley Danley, you’ll hurt yourself!” Caryn said. She rushed over, only for Stanley to wave her away.
“Nuh-uh, Mom, I’ve got this,” he said firmly. He shot her one of his classic gap-toothed grins. “It’s actually pretty light!”
“No, it isn’t,” Caryn whispered. She watched Stanley finish pulling the boat out of the cave. Filbrick shot her a knowing look.
“Stanford’s faster and I’m stronger, so I got the boat and he got you,” Stanley explained cheerfully. He looked at Stanford. “You got back faster than I thought you would!” Stanford grinned at him.
“You said it yourself,” he said. “I’m fast.” Stanley punched his twin playfully. Stanford giggled. Filbrick walked over to Caryn.
“Now do you agree?” he hissed in her ear. “These boys aren’t normal.”
“Fine. Maybe they’re not normal. But they’re still our sons,” Caryn hissed back. Filbrick shook his head.
“No. They aren’t. They’re two things we found in a cornfield,” he rumbled. Stanley and Stanford looked over.
“Whoa, Mom, you and Pops found something in a cornfield?” Stanley said eagerly. Stanford frowned.
“There aren’t a lot of cornfields around here.”
“Aw, don’t you worry your lil heads,” Caryn said, walking over to her sons. She ruffled their hair. “Go back to playing, okay? We’re gonna have to go home soon.”
“You’ll never take us alive!” Stanley shouted. With that, he and Stanford tore down the beach, scattering seagulls in their path. Caryn turned to Filbrick.
“Nothing I say will convince you, will it?” she asked dully. Filbrick shook his head. “You’re really gonna call the authorities on our boys?”
“They’re. Not. Ours,” Filbrick said. Caryn could hear his teeth grinding from where she stood. She glanced away, in the direction the boys had run, her mind racing. An idea came to her.
“Fine,” she said, feigning defeat. “We’ll turn ‘em in.” She looked back at her husband. “I won’t fight you on it.”
“Really?” Filbrick asked. Caryn nodded.
“On one occasion.” She crossed her arms. “I’m gonna give the boys one last normal night, okay? They’ll come home, have dinner, and be put to bed like their lives aren’t gonna change tomorrow.” Filbrick thought for a moment, before nodding his agreement.
“I can agree to those terms. They’ll go to the government tomorrow.”
“Excellent.” Without another word to her husband, Caryn walked towards her sons. Already, she was making a mental list of how she would pack everything in the middle of the night and flee with the boys. “Good luck,” she whispered under her breath. “You’ll need that, sending away two boys that won’t be there.”
