Lana Lang

Lana was the only one in Smallville or anywhere else to have a snowdevil in her yard, courtesy of the blonde who lived in her old apartment.

[POST @ MUSEBYSENTENCE]

My LiveJournal Trick-or-Treat Haul
horsewoman_lana goes trick-or-treating, dressed up as the Blue Fairy.
bloodinmyear gives you 3 orange vanilla-flavoured pieces of chewing gum.
hasperkynipples gives you 16 mottled green watermelon-flavoured wafers.
likely_evil tricks you! You lose 7 pieces of candy!
maninflannel tricks you! You lose 9 pieces of candy!
reporter_chloe gives you 9 milky white vanilla-flavoured gummy worms.
solarsentinel gives you 6 brown mint-flavoured gummy worms.
soldier_ofgod gives you 3 blue peach-flavoured pieces of taffy.
starspangledpie gives you 2 light yellow grapefruit-flavoured gummy worms.
steel_beauty gives you 7 yellow cherry-flavoured pieces of taffy.
zonerofvirtue tricks you! You get a 3.5-inch floppy disc.
horsewoman_lana ends up with 30 pieces of candy, and a 3.5-inch floppy disc.
Go trick-or-treating! Username:
Another fun meme brought to you by rfreebern.

Sam...Bobby...

[ooc: I had All Jacked Up in mind when I took this. Which means Lana is pregnant. Which means even imaginary candy should not be stolen. Not all muses are official, just convenient.]

[ooc: Sam is likely_evil, Dean is hasperkynipples and Clark is solarsentinel. Takes place in All Jacked Up.]

Do you catch a breath when I look at you?
Are you holding back like the way I do?
Cause I've tried and tried to walk away
But I know this crush ain't going away

It was nearing two months since she'd discovered she was pregnant. She was finally getting used to the idea of being a parent, even though it still scared her if she let herself dwell a little too long. She made every attempt to reduce stress, to take things a little easier, which meant less work and more sleep. The morning sickness was beginning to give way to random and sometimes very strange cravings, and there always seemed to be a man around trying to wait on her. Clark was the worst of them. If she could have punched him without hurting herself, she would, but instead she settled for scowling.

However, mood swings and unconventional pizza toppings were the least of her concerns.

While she carried the child of one Winchester, she was developing feelings for the other. It felt so wrong, given the situation, but she couldn't help herself. Sam was just someone she could sit and talk to for hours on end, intelligent and sensitive with the dorkiest sense of humor, but that's why he could make her laugh no matter which direction her hormones decided to drag her. There were times when he looked at her that her chest tightened and she could barely breathe, times when he touched her that her whole body would warm on contact. There were times when she wanted so badly to kiss him, even thought maybe he wanted the same, but she didn't. Her chance with him had gone with that one bad choice, so she would learn to ignore this, and one day, it would go away.

No, no it wouldn't. She'd be lying to herself if she said it would. This dancing around him was already driving her insane and it just seemed to be getting worse. Her mind told her she shouldn't, but she just had this suspicion that someday soon her mood was going to swing his way, and she had no idea how she was going to deal with it.

Lana pushed the end button on her cell. It had taken her a few hours, but she finally called Clark. She needed someone to talk to before Dean and Sam got there the next day. Chloe was in Star City, Pete was God knows where...so Clark was the only one left. She wasn't exactly sure how he was going to react to the news, but she knew he still cared and always would, that he would be there for support whenever she needed it.

She plopped down on the couch. If he was at home, he was only a mile away, now that she was back in her old house next to the farm. Not that it really mattered. No matter where he was, she expected him any second. As worried as he would be after hearing she was clearly distressed about something, he wouldn't spare the superspeed.

Not ready to be a mother.