#like search up photos of this guy and tell me he isn't using his students' anxieties and fear for his sick little manipulation experiments

[sadrockandwaltzes]

Just some crappy Mikage drawings based on images from the show cause I need practice... I feel like I'm really getting the devianart experience tryna draw him😅😭

He looks much better in the show I assure you...

[writing on top left says 'Mikage Death Pose' since it looks very simpson death esque; writing for glasses (he looks so cool in his prof outfit) says 'stylish professor turned stylish librarian after pick-up attempt' (cause I accidentally gave him lipstick😅); middle left writing says 'shading fail' and 'dude being shady- not blushy; and bottom writing says 'Gah... She kept me waiting again!']

Favorite's definitely the bottom one

[arlecchno]

mission accomplished [ scaramouche x reader ]

seven | cat and mouse

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possibly breaking into someone's frat house isn't exactly the kind of thing you expected you'd be doing on a sunday afternoon. secrets get unfolded as you further investigate the house, and you're once again stuck with scaramouche for the umpteenth time.

warnings: swearing, mentions of blood, close proximity (is this even a proper word), y/n and scara playing cat and mouse with viktor lmao (as the title says)

a/n: this chapter is a bit short unfortunately... i'm still suffering from writer's block but i think this is a bit better than the last chap, so i hope it's at least a lot more enjoyable to read 💔 updates been going slow lately and i'm sorry for that,, i hope this close proximity thing makes up for the debt i owe you guys hehe, happy reading!

grammatical errors may occur so please let me know if i've made any mistakes!

the drive to viktor's frat house was awfully quiet. none of you and scaramouche decided to say anything for the whole ride, opting to just stay in silence instead.

sundays are usually the days you dread the most, mainly because it's the last day of the week before a new one starts. but today was 10 times worse, you didn't think you'd have to do stuff like this undercover.

you wouldn't say you were exactly breaking into viktor's frat house, since he gave you the key to the house. but if you were to tell people that you went back there without viktor knowing, you'd definitely get charged with a misdemeanor, or worse, a felony.

you really don't want that to end up in your records and get suspended from your police work.

you two arrived at viktor's frat house after a short while. getting out of the car, you looked over at scaramouche.

“did you take the stuff?” you asked.

scaramouche pointed out to the sample equipment on his hand, showing you that he's taken them out from the car. “sure did.”

“so...” you mumbled, crouching down at the small patch of dried blood on the carpeted floor. “how should we do this?” you questioned, glancing at scaramouche who's taking out the needed stuff for sampling.

scaramouche shrugged, going past you to start his work. “just scrape it off, i guess. we're never really trained to get samples, usually that's the job for the csi team. we'll just do whatever we can and hope that it works.”

scaramouche put on surgical gloves before trimming a small part of the blooded carpet while you took photos as evidence.

“i think this should do.” scaramouche said, holding and observing the crime evidence sealed in a ziplock.

this could be a breakthrough to your case and might lead you to more details that pinpoints viktor as the crime suspect. you seriously hoped that this case would end sooner, you really don't want to go back as a student for the next few months.

you sighed. “we shouldn't even do something like this, we're undercover. if people caught us doing shady stuff, things could backfire and we'd lose this case immediately.” you commented, taking a look at the photos you took on your phone.

i'll need to send these to childe later.

“should we head back?” you asked. scaramouche stood up from his crouching position, finishing up his work and putting everything back in the sample equipment.

“let's send this to the car first, then we could go back here and check out the house once again, in case we missed anything. there's no one here so it's a great opportunity since we have the keys.” said the short male, already on his way to leave the room.

surprisingly, the house was squeky clean, not a single beer cup nor rubbish in sight. after the frat party, you thought that it'd take at least a few days for viktor to become motivated again and clean up the house, but it's barely been a few hours since you left and it's already spotless.

looks like viktor came to clean the house up after i texted him back.

“ah, well... i'm not sure if we're supposed to be searching for anything, we didn't find a single thing other than that carpet last night.” you complained, standing in the living room with scaramouche.

you were about to leave the room and check out the kitchen when scaramouche stopped you, yanking your hand back.

“what?” you said coldly. scaramouche was looking at something, but you couldn't tell what he was so focused on.

“do you see a bump there?” scaramouche inquired, bringing up his index finger to point it out on the rug at the corner of the living room.

you observed for a second, squinting your eyes for good measure. “huh, that's strange.”

the both of you walked over to the rug and fixate your eyes on it again. it does looks likes there's an odd lump under the rug.

you crouched down, lifting off the rug a bit with your fingers and took a peek of the mystery beneath it.

“well, this is extremely note-worthy.” you blankly said, lifting off the rug completely so that scaramouche could witness it too.

it seemed like there's a secret basement under the frat house, with the lock being the lump you saw earlier. you wonder if people ever noticed it or they were just too stupid and drunk out of their minds to do that.

scaramouche let out a scoff, amused with viktor's so-not-low-key secret base. “we should try to unlock it with the keys viktor gave you. who knows, he might be one of those stupid people who leaves everything in one place.” scaramouche said, pulling out his phone to take pictures.

you nodded, taking out the keys from your pocket. trying out one by one, you started to test out the keys to see which one fits perfectly that'll unfold the secret viktor's hiding from the world.

unfortunately, none of them fit, leaving you guys dumbfounded. you sighed, tilting your head to glance up at scaramouche. “it's not working. he probably hides the key somewhere.”

���...and what are you waiting for? get up and let's start finding that damn key.” the ravenette scolded, crossing his arms at you.

you rolled your eyes, placing the rug back to it's original place. “no need to get feisty, little dude. we have all the time in the world. it's not like viktor's gonna come back here, he's already cleaned up the place.”

well, let's just say you're the queen of jinxing your own words.

the sound of a car engine can be heard from the outside of viktor's frat house, making scaramouche shot his eyes to the window in the living room.

slack-jawed, scaramouche crouched down slightly and shook your shoulder violently. “someone's pulling up here!”

upon hearing his words, you too moved your gaze to the window after standing up from your crouching position, making scaramouche yank you back to the floor.

“are you stupid?! they're gonna see your idiotic ass!” the short male said furiously. you settled on raising your head slightly to the window, just enough to look at the car that's pulling up on the driveway.

“that's viktor, dude! i know that car! what in the world are we supposed to do now?!” you asked anxiously, looking around to find a place to hide.

the male beside you seemed to have an idea. scaramouche grabbed your arm, making you fixate your eyes on his face instead. “i know somewhere. i saw it when we were looking out the place last night. follow me.”

and that's how you ended up cramped with scaramouche inside a wardrobe with plantation shutters under the staircase.

great, you're stuck in a tight space with this guy once again.

“why do you think this would be a great idea? what if he opens this wardrobe?!” you whispered in the dark. you could be spotted in a second if viktor opens the shutter door due to how tiny the wardrobe is, you wouldn't have anywhere to hide in here.

“just– i don't freaking know! pray or something!” the man beside you whispered back, before hearing the main door open. the subtle creaking sound of the door made you two shut up and focus on the man that just walked into the house instead.

looking through the shutters, you and scaramouche both kept an eye on viktor's every move in the house.

suddenly, viktor walked right over to the wardrobe, much to your and scaramouche's surprise.

both of your breaths hitched and you two stood frozen, not knowing what the tall man was gonna do next.

viktor instead placed his keys on the dresser right outside and next to the wardrobe you were currently in. he then headed to the living room, not even having a single clue that two detectives practically invaded his frat house and are now hiding in his exceptionally small wardrobe.

the both of you exhaled at the same time, relief washed over you. goodness, you almost got caught by the prime suspect of a serial killer to your case. you don't even want to imagine what would happen if he were to find you two in here.

“what's he doing over there?” you questioned, looking at viktor just standing idly in the living room.

viktor took out something in his pocket and went straight to the spot you and scaramouche just investigated a minute ago.

mouth wide opened, you observed viktor who is now crouching down to unlock the plank that seals the basement.

what in the world is he doing down there? and what could possibly be there? you ponder, thinking of a thousand possibilities that could be the answer to your question.

the case won't be able to move smoothly if you don't find out what's in viktor's secret basement.

out of the blue, you felt something step on your foot. a few curses were thrown out by you and a thud can be heard from the wardrobe from your reflex.

“shit– ow! what the hell?! you just stepped on my foot, you asshole!” you screamed internally, cursing at scaramouche. the male beside you tried to shush you by making hand gestures but you were only focused on your foot.

viktor perked his head up upon hearing the faint sound, peering around the living room to see if anyone's there. not seeing anything, he stood up from the position he was in and headed to the hallway where the sound came from.

scaramouche was freaking out while you were too busy soothing out your bruised foot, letting out a whine from the pain.

viktor walked near the wardrobe and on instinct, scaramouche decided to do the only thing he had in mind.

and that is to make you shut the hell up.

the ravenette slapped a hand over your mouth and brought you the corner of the wardrobe behind all of the hanged clothes. he had his other hand beside your head, making you shut up instantly.

viktor stopped beside the wardrobe and looked around the house, trying to find the source of the sound.

the close proximity between you and scaramouche made the short male averted his eyes to the shutter instead, slightly flustered by his own bold movement.

eyes widened, your quick breaths fanned over scaramouche's, face mere centimetres from each other. you're flustered, nervous at the thought of possibly getting caught in a situation where you're stuck in a position like this with the male in front of you.

goodness, he needs to start giving me warnings before he pulls up something like this.

scaramouche kept an eye on viktor from the wardrobe instead, silently praying that the tall man doesn't open the shutter door.

as if the archons have answered his prayers, viktor just sighed and went back to the living room. he must have thought he was imagining things. looking over the place once again, viktor made sure that there's no one else in the house before going in the basement, closing the plank back on him.

scaramouche let out a sigh, relieved that you two didn't get caught. you wanted to say something but your words were muffled by scaramouche's hand that was still covering your mouth. he put up an indescribable look upon hearing the vibrations of your voice from his hand, before bringing it to his side.

“what?” scaramouche asked, quite confused with the glare you're giving him right now.

you frowned even more at him. “you could've just told me to shut up, didn't need to do all that.” you pouted, shoving his form away from you to give you two a bit of space.

“i think the word you're looking for is thank you. if it wasn't for my instincts you'd be caught by now.” he retorted, turning his head away from you in spite.

you groaned. it's only been a week since you started this case and it already feels like hell.

you have a feeling the archons are punishing you to the deep depths of teyvat for whatever reason you couldn't tell, given how you always end up in the most undesirable situations during this mission, with your sworn enemy no less.

now you're really praying that this ends real soon.

after a bit of planning and a bit of arguing, you two finally decided it was time to leave and get out from the house. slowly opening and closing the shutters, you and scaramouche tip-toed to the main door and dashed through once you opened it, in fear of viktor finding out you were camping in his fraternity house for the past hour.

in an instant, the both of you rushed to scaramouche's car on the side of a road a few feet away from the frat house, both thankful and regretful that scaramouche parked quite far.

it's good that he parked a bit far from the frat house to avoid suspicions, but archons how you wished it wasn't that far. the running is killing you.

you opened the door to the passenger side of the car after scaramouche unlocked it and immediately got inside. you panted, running out of breath. “archons– i hope that's the last time we'll ever do that.”

scaramouche was out of breath too. “y– yeah. let's– let's not do that.” he stammered, leaning his head back and bringing up an arm to wipe off the sweat on his forehead.

the both of you swore to never do something like that ever again.

after your little escape from viktor, you and scaramouche decided it was best to head over to the post office and drop off the sample addressed to the precint immediately, in hopes that nothing happens and childe receives it safely.

childe

**photo sent**

╏ just dropped off the sample ╏

at the post office

╏ no worries we made sure to ╏

pack it nicely and secure!

╏ lmk when you receive it ╏

╏ btw we almost got caught ╏

╏ lmao ╏

4:42 p.m

childe replied to 'lmk when...'

sure! thanks for the work y/n!!

childe replied to 'btw we al...'

you WHAT?!

HELLO??? Y/N??

WHAT

REPLY BACK WOMAN!!

seen

you sighed. you'll reply to childe later, you're just really exhausted right now from all of the running and escaping.

what if the archons are playing cupid instead of punishing y/n *wink wink

and what if i tell you that some bolded words are actually foreshadowing *double wink wink

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Pairing: Tendou Satori x Reader

Type of fic: Angst (But make it like, the middle to end)

TW// Death, panic, slight panic attack

Summary: Tendou's in love, and he'll stay in love, because, how could he forget you?

A/n I'm back baby, also I cried while writing this so good luck 🤩

Songs I listened to while writing: Love Like You (Caleb Hyles) , Be my Mistake (The 1975) , Mr Loverman (Ricky Montgomery), Lonely (Noah Cyrus), She used to be mine (Jessie Mueller), Before you go (Lewis Capaldi)

"Satori~" Tendou turns around, grin only growing as he hears your sing song voice call from around the corner.

He watched with bated breath, letting out a soft sigh and a heartwarming smile, as he holds out his hands and pulls you into his chest. Taking a deep inhale and exhale.

"How did you sleep?" His grin is soft, and those who've only seen a sinister smile on his face from volleyball would be surprised at how full of love and adoration it held. Truly, Tendou's paradise from the rest of the world, a breath of fresh air from those who found him creepy or weird.

No, you weren't like them. Ever since the beginning you were always the first to jump in to defend Tendou, who had just started to shrug off the looks and whispers of those around him.

"The best sleep I've ever had."

"Yeah?" Tendou sways the two of you in his arms slightly, his tall and thin frame trying it's best to keep you warm from the fall air.

"I had a nightmare." Tendou hums, clearly not worried about it.

"You did?" Tendou's heart squeezes in a way he can't describe as you look up at him with innocent eyes.

"Yeah, your bus was in a car crash." He hums, chills running down his back as remembers the rush of feelings that accompanied the dream.

"Well, I'm here now, besides it's just a dream." Too engrossed in his conversation with you, Tendou isn't aware of the worried look Semi sends him and then Ushijima.

But before he can formally say anything, Ushijima interrupts him.

"He'll be ok. He always is."

---

Tendou's absolutely sure that the looks he's gotten from people in the halls have passed just staring because he was weird looking, there was some underlying message in the stares now, something he couldn't decode.

"Don't mind them Satori." You tug on his uniform blazer, marching ahead of him slightly, eager to get to the convenience store.

"You know y/n. Eating ice cream in the winter leads to all sorts of bad things." Tendou leans over you as you pick out an ice cream from the ice chest, hands coming to your hips and subconsciously rubbing circles into the uniform fabric as he pretends to compare the different ice cream types, as if he wouldn't get the same ice bar he always got.

Tendou's eyes sparkle with happiness as you pick out a new flavour, turning over your shoulder to smile and show him the ice cream you picked.

As always, Tendou pays. Something about how you can repay him later, maybe when a manga he really wants comes out.

"Satori, do you want to try?" There's a mischievous smirk playing at your lips as you hold out the ice cream. After stopping on a park bench, not to far away from the school, the two of you just couldn't wait to have the slowly melting ice creams.

Instead of licking the ice cream as you expected him to do, Tendou leaned over and planted a kiss on your lips, humming as he pulled back and licked his tongue over his lips, smirking at your bewildered expression.

"Tendou." Ushijima's curt voice pulls both of your attentions away from eachother and to the stoic boy above you.

"Ushiwaka, sorry we didn't get you an ice cream. You don't like them anyways, but I did get you..." Tendou trails off, rummaging through the white plastic bag you had acquired at the store, a polite smile on the underplayed college student's face.

Tendou lets out an 'Ah ha!' as he procures the mint chocolate flavoured protein bar you've seen Ushijima eat during practice before.

Ushijima takes it from Tendou's outstretched hand, a polite and curt thank you as he sits next to Tendou.

"We were about to talk about the literature project." Tendou hums, sending you a wink and taking a careful bite of his ice cream.

"Tendou, y/n is gone." It's like ripping off a bandaid, it hurt to see his best friend push himself deeper into a fantasy he created of his own imagination.

"Silly Ushiwaka, they're right-" Tendou's stomach drops as he turns and sees you with a sad smile spread over your features, eyes glassy.

"No, they're- Ushiwaka they're right here." Tendou's confused, was this a prank?

"Tendou, y/n's bus was in a very bad accident, and they didn't make it out of the hospital." Tendou lets out a dry and nervous laugh.

"No, that was my nightmare last night, there's no way..." Tendou's blood runs cold and his hands are shaking.

'Not my Y/n. He's talking about the wrong Y/n.' Tendou's thoughts are too quick for him to keep up with, quick breaths coming out in short bursts.

Words are trapped in his throat as he looks between you and Ushijima. Ushijima's face uncharacteristically full of pity, and your's sad, a tear rolling down your cheek.

"Ushijima I think I need a minute." Ushijima nods at Tendou's serious voice, on the verge of breaking, and gets up, walking a good distance away.

"You're gone?" Tendou's hands are shaking as his voice cracks, wanting to reach out to you.

"Satori, listen to me ok? I love you. Don't ever forget that." A tear rolls down Tendou's face as his thoughts become clearer by the second.

What was once incomprehensible static in his head taking the shape of a word, then two, until they formed a sentence.

'Y/ns gone.'

A sob claws it's way out of Tendou's mouth, and he feels like he's in elementary school again.

"Make sure you don't give Goshiki too much of a hard time ok? He's always trying to impress you guys." Both of your hands are on Tendou's face at this point, and it scares him that he can't feel you, your warmth gone, your presence hanging on by a thread.

"Always eat enough ok? I know you don't have a big appetite, but don't get sick while I'm gone ok? Don't skip out on your meals, please." There's tears running down your face, and Tendou finally notices how you're not really there, tears falling quickly, like rain on the bench.

"You're not here?"

You stop wiping his tears away, giving him a sad smile and a kiss on the cheek.

"I'm at Tokyo Cemetery, darling." A bone shattering shiver rolls through Tendou as he lets out another sob.

"You can't go, I need you." Tendou's shaking, trying to suppress a scream in pain, his body overflowing with realizing and pain.

"You've been in denial Satori." You wipe his tears and leave a kiss on his cheek, and it kills Tendou inside because he can almost feel it. He wants to feel it. Tendou wants to feel your lips on his cheeks.

"Be good ok? Remember how we were going to go to Paris? Take my memory there, take me around Paris using that photo in your wallet. Kiss me goodnight, don't forget me." Your voice is strained and Tendou can't breathe.

"You hear me Satori? Don't forget me, ok?"

"Ok." He manages, it comes out forced , and very much real. A contrast to the life he's continued to live with you in his head, his body and mind now painfully aware that he'd been walking around like a husk of his last self, his mind entertaining the hope and the denial that, you y/n, were still alive. And Tendou could kiss you, and hold your hand, and see you in his jersey one last time.

'Y/ns gone.' And with that Tendou's back to the reality he hates, where you're gone. Tendou can't breathe and his mind feels like it's a tape recorder on 3x speed.

His heart is beating and his hands are grabbing for something to ground him. Seeing his best friend break apart, Ushijima speeds over, taking big steps and allowing Tendou to grip tightly to his shirt, sobbing loudly.

"I didn't get to say goodbye." He chokes out, burying his head into Ushijima's stomach, letting out a yell of pain and heartbreak.

Ushijima feels his heart constrict at the demonstration of his best friend's pain, the red haired boy screaming into his maroon shirt, soaking through the fabric as he rests his hand on Tendou's head, rubbing it in a way he's seen you do it before.

"I loved them and I couldn't say goodbye." Tendou screams, voice raw and filled to the brim with pain, lanky body shaking violently.

"I didn't get to kiss them one last time. I didn't get to tell them I loved them. I never got to take them to Paris like we planned. I never got to give them my volleyball jersey and see them in the stands, cheering for me one last time."

Tendou and Ushijima stay like that for what seems like hours, Tendou buried in his best friend's embrace, needing to be grounded from his raging thoughts.

"I loved them Ushiwaka." Tendou whispers, no longer shaking, voice and eyes hollow.

"I know Tendou." Ushijima tried his best to sound gentle, he knows that Tendou needs it.

"I didn't get to say goodbye." Tendou's like a broken record as Ushijima helps him get off the park bench, plastic bag filled with two uneaten melted ice creams picked up and thrown out.

"We were going to see the eiffle tower." Tendou whispers from his bunk above Ushijima's.

Body heavy with exhaustion, he's about to sleep when he sits up suddenly, hands panicked as he searches for something.

"Tendou?" Came Ushijima's voice from the below bunk.

"My wallet, where's my wallet?" He's stammering and his voice is raw from sobbing and his hands are shaking as he looks.

"Tendou." Comes Ushijima's calm voice as he gently hands Tendou the wallet.

Immediately Tendou opens it, digging through to find the picture he's sure he kept in there.

Pulling it out, he smiles gently, all run out of tears, as he brings the photo shakily to his lips, kissing the photo gently and smiling, looking into your eyes, frozen in time, no idea of the future, just pure happiness.

"Goodnight, my paradise."

---

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Duke Reviews Tv: Smallville 1x19 Crush

Hello, I'm Andrew Leduc And Welcome To Duke Reviews Tv Where We Continue Our Look At Smallville And On Today's Show We're Looking At Episode 19 Of Season 1, Crush

This Episode Sees Chloe Falling For A Former Artist For The Torch Named Justin Gaines (Played By Seth Cohen/Captain Marvel Jr. Or Is It Shazam Jr. Now Because Of The Whole Captain Marvel Copyright Thing?) Who Because Of A Hit And Run Accident Has Lost The Ability To Draw With His Hands But Has Gained Telekinetic Abilities...

Ok, How Many People In Comics Have Lost One Thing But Gained The Ability To Do Another Thing Because Of An Accident Of Some Type? Honestly If Anyone Knows Please Write It In The Comments...

And So With This Miraculous New Ability What Does Justin Do With It? He Decides To Get Revenge On The People Who Ruined His Life...

After Killing The Doctor Who Botched His Surgery In The Hospital, Justin Searches For The Hit And Run Driver That Ruined His Life, Can Clark Stop Him?

Let's Find Out As We Watch Crush...

The Episode Starts At Metropolis Children's Hospital As Justin Gaines Draws To Get His Hands Back To Peak Condition But To No Avail As The Doctor Comes In To Check On Him As He's Being Released Tomorrow...

Upset That Everything Has Gotten Better Except His Hands, The Doctor Tells Justin That He Did Everything He Could Despite Justin Discovering That The Doctor Has 5 Patients Who Have Filed Malpractice Suits Against Him Which Leads The Doctor To Tell Justin That When One Door Closes Another Door Opens As He Leaves To Have Dinner With His Wife...

Using His Powers, Justin Messes With The Elevator Trying To Kill The Doctor, With The Elevator Stopping On A Floor, The Doctor's Wife Manages To Get Out But The Doctor Doesn't As The Elevator Goes Crashing To The Ground Floor...

A Few Weeks Later At Smallville High, Clark And Pete Are At The School's Job Fair As Clark Briefly Talks With Principal Kwan's Son Who Works For The Air Force Before Reuniting With Pete Who Got A Summer Job At Mayor Siegel's Office Working On His Re-Election Campaign...

Running Into Chloe Who Is Trying To Get An Internship At The Daily Planet Despite Lex Offering To Get Her Job At The Inquisitor, Pete Tells Her Maybe She'll Be Able To Try Again On Saturday At The Student Journalism Conference With Clark...

However, Clark Has Been Working On A History Project With Lana All Week To The Point That He Forgot To Sign Them Up...

Upset That Clark Is Spending More Time With Lex And Lana Than He Is Her, Chloe Stomps Off As Pete Sides With Her Saying That She Wanted To Ask Him To The Spring Formal Which Has Clark Realizing That Chloe May Like Him...

Though With What We Know About Alison Mack Now I Don't Know If That's A Good Thing Or A Bad Thing...

Running Into Justin At Her Locker, He Thanks Chloe For Some E-mails She Sent Him While Telling Her The News That His Drawing Hand Is Shot And He Won't Be Able To Draw Again For The Torch...

Asking Her Out For A Coffee, Chloe Only Accepts Because She's Trying To Make Clark Jealous...

Visiting His Mother's Grave On The Anniversary Of Her Death, Lex Is Soon Confronted By His Former Nanny, Pamela Jenkins Who's There For The Same Reason Lex Is, Despite Lex Being Mad At Her For Disappearing Nine Years Ago Because Lillian "Bought Her Off"...

(Start At 4:26)

Going Over Old Comic Strips That Justin Worked On For The Torch, Clark Enters And Asks Justin About His Accident Only For Justin To Tell Him That He Doesn't Remember Much Only Part Of A Licence Plate With The Beginning Letters Being DDI...

With Chloe Offering To Help Justin, Clark Believes That They Should Let The Police Handle It Which Leads Chloe To Bite Clark's Head Off Saying Any Information They Find They'll Give It To The Police...

I Mean Even When Clark Tries To Fix His Mistake By Getting Tickets To The Conference With The Help Of Lex, Chloe Is Still A Bitch To Clark Saying That Justin Is Already Signed Up And She's Going As His Guest...

You Know This Whole Fight Started Because Clark Started Because Clark Didn't Get Tickets To This Dumb Conference And Now That Clark Has Tickets You're Not Going To Drop Justin And Go With Clark?

Did I Miss Something Here!?!

Dropping Some Of His Drawings In His Portfolio, Justin Picks Them Up As Clark Discovers A Newspaper Clipping Of Justin's Doctor's Elevator Accident...

After School, Lana Drops By The Farm To Get Some Pies For The Talon From Martha Only To Talk With Clark About What's Going On Between Him And Chloe..

(Start At 1:41, End At 2:11)

The Next Day At School, Clark Talks With Pete About Justin As Clark Shows Pete The Newspaper Clipping He Found In His Portfolio...

Discovering That The Doctor In The Photo Was Justin's Doctor, Clark Finds It Weird That Justin Had That In His Portfolio But Then Overhearing Their Conversation, Justin Enters Telling Clark That He Liked The Tragic Irony Of It...

Believing That Clark Is Talking Behind His Back, Justin Tells Clark That He Had His Chance With Chloe And To Let Him Have His...

(Justin) And If You Don't I Have Friends In Gotham That'll Make Sure You Do!

Meanwhile At The Luthor Mansion, Lex Is Visited By Pamela Jenkins Despite Him Still Being Upset At Her And Looking At Her Like She's The Ghost Of Jacob Marley...

(Start At 3:17)

While Delivering His Mom's Pies To The Talon, Clark Talks With Lana About Chloe While She's Going Through Issues Of Her Own With Whitney, Who's Making Up For Lost Time Because His Father Has Been In The Hospital But Because Of This She Wants To Redefine Their Relationship And Figure Out Where It's Going...

But Back To Clark, Who Honestly Has No Clue What To Do About Chloe Except That He Doesn't Want To Lose Her As A Friend As Once They Cross That Line There May Be No Going Back...

Back At The Torch, Justin Gives A Drawing To Chloe That He Worked On All Night With The Help Of His Powers And Admits That He Not Only Had A Crush On Her But He Thought Of Her When He Got Hit By The Hit And Run Driver...

You Mean To Tell Me After You Got Hit You Didn't Think " Oh, God, Oh, God I'm In So Much Pain Somebody Call An Ambulance" First, Justin?

Seeing This As Their Second Chance Justin Kisses Chloe Causing All The Pencils And Stuff To Float In The Room...

Eh, Some People's Feet Pop, Others Cause Things To Levitate, Go Figure...

Eventually Seeing Everything Float In The Air, Justin Tells Chloe About His Powers And She's Surprisingly Ok With It Despite The Fact That Nearly Every Person With Powers She's Come In Contact With Has Tried To Kill Her Or Worse...

Either Way They Go Back To Kissing Only For Clark To See Them As He Asks Chloe To Have A Word With Her In The Hallway But As He Does, Justin Gets Ahold Of Chloe's Fax From The DMV Which Gives Not Only The Licence Plate Number Of Who Hit Him But Who Did It...

Telling Chloe His Theory About Justin Killing His Doctor, She Doesn't Believe Clark Because She's Too Blinded By Love Instead Of Looking At This Like A Reporter And Jumping On It...

Later That Night, Justin Pays A Visit To The Driver That Apparently Ran Him Over Only To See That It Was Principal Kwan...

(Start At 0:18)

Visited In His Barn By Lex As He's Reading "Men Are From Mars, Women Are From Venus" Clark Asks For Advice On Lana And Chloe Only For Lex To Tell Him That Love Isn't About Playing It Safe But About Risks And Unless He's Willing To Put Himself Out There He'll Never Know...

But As Clark And Lex Talk, Martha Enters To Tell Clark The News That Principal Kwan Is Dead...

Nooooooooooooo! How Was He Really Connected With Clark Aside From Being His School Principal?

Visiting The Torch The Next Day, Pete And Chloe Are Putting Together A Memorial Issue For Principal Kwan But As They Do Clark Discovers That The First 3 Letters Of Kwan's Licence Plate Matches Justin's Hit And Run Driver And What's Worse The DMV Sent A Fax At 4:43 Yesterday Afternoon When Justin And Chloe Were Talking...

But Despite All That Evidence Chloe Still Isn't Putting 2 And 2 Together! You Know What Chloe If You Can't See The Big Picture Now Then...

Back At The Luthor Mansion, Lex Gets A Visit From Lionel Who's There To Tell Him That He's Selling Cadmus Labs But Lex Knows That That's Not The Real Reason He's There...

(Start At 0:45, End At 2:14)

Visiting Kwan's House, Clark Talks With Kwan's Son And Discovers That He Was The Hit And Run Driver And That His Father Died Protecting Him...

But As Clark Gets The Truth, Chloe Finally Comes To Her Senses When She Discovers A Comic That Justin Drew That Shows Not Just The Murders Of Justin's Doctor But Of Principal Kwan As Well. So, Going To Clark's Barn, She Calls Clark At The Talon To Tell Him That He Was Right And Justin Is A Psycho Only To Be Followed By Justin...

(Start At 2:26)

While Clark Finishes Off Justin, Lex Visits Pamela Jenkins In The Hospital...

(Start At 0:23)

Later On In The Series It Would Be Revealed That Pamela Had An Affair With Lionel And Gave Birth To A Daughter Who We Would Come To Know As Tess Mercer, Who Would Take Over Luthorcorp In The Wake Of Lex's Disappearance In Season 7 And Eventually Become The Second Version Of Watchtower In The Last Season...

The Next Day At The Talon, Chloe Discovers That Justin Is Being Placed In The Psychiatric Ward Before Apologizing To Clark As She Blames Herself For Not Spotting Wall Of Weird Material From A Mile Away...

To Which You Have Every Right To Blame Yourself, You Badly Written Moron...

But Believing She Was Just Being Trusting And Willing To Take A Chance On Love...

Clark Asks Chloe Out To That Student Journalism Conference As He Still Has Tickets So She Says Yes...

Wow, Talk About Getting Over A Guy Quickly...

But As That Goes On, Lana Tries To End Things With Whitney Only For Him To Tell Her That His Father Has Just Passed Away Before She Can...

(Start At 1:38)

And That's Crush And It's...Ok...

Don't Get Me Wrong It's A Good Episode It's Just Chloe's Idiocy Throughout The Episode That Ticks Me Off Otherwise I Enjoyed The Story, Most Of The Characters Well Written And The Effects Were Ok So I Say See It...

Till Next Time, This Is Duke, Signing Off...