"So your dad's a celebrity," Chloe said at the doorway to the cafeteria.
"I wouldn't say that exactly."
She fixed him with a look. "Clark knew who he was."
"Clark, the guy who spent, what, two whole days on the football team? Huh. Maybe he is a celebrity."
They made their way through the line. "So why didn't you tell me about him?"
"I did. Chloe, you have to start eating chicken again sometime."
"I really don't. And you did not tell me about him."
"I told you all the important things. I just didn't tell you what he did for a living."
"This is, like, bizarre Charlie logic and I don't get it, but okay."
She waited until they grabbed their usual table before she pounced. "So now that you're dad's out of the TV personality closet--" Charlie choked on his iced tea. "--tell me all the stuff you've been leaving out."
He laughed, and then launched into a launched into an animated discourse on sports, sports television, sports anchors on sports television, and the general coolness of his dad the sports anchor on sports television. Chloe learned all about Casey-McCall-alongside-Dan-Rydell. She also learned about Dan, who Charlie talked about like a big brother, and a whole bunch of other people she was sure she wouldn't be able to keep straight.
"Sounds amazing," she said. "How come you're not interning there instead of here?"
"Dana offered," he said. "But I had to apply for this one, you know?"
"You wanted to be considered on your own merits."
Charlie nodded.
"That's cool," Chloe said, and she was pretty sure he blushed.
Chloe, you have to start eating chicken again sometime."
"I really don't.
*sniggers*
the TV personality closet--" Charlie choked on his iced tea. "--tell me all the stuff you've been leaving out."
*grins knowingly* I'm thinking there's still a bit that he's leaving out...
He laughed, and then launched into a launched into an animated discourse on sports, sports television, sports anchors on sports television, and the general coolness of his dad the sports anchor on sports television.
Aw! That is so cute that he's so proud of his Dad, for being an uncool Dad, and for being on TV, and awww! Totally cute!
"I don't believe this," Charlie said for approximately the thirteenth time.
"I know." Chloe turned her attention from the pregame show. Charlie on a sports high was much more fun than any marching band.
"Do you believe this?" He was bouncing in his seat. Bouncing. "The owner's box. The owner's box. I don't believe this!"
Chloe was about to say something genially mocking when Charlie leaned over, grabbed her by the shoulders, and kissed her.
"I love football," she said dazedly when he let her go.
"The game hasn't even started yet."
"Your point?"
"I see you're enjoying the seats," someone said from behind them, and Charlie jumped.
"The man with the perfect timing is Lex Luthor," she said. Charlie's eyes went wide. "Lex, this is Charlie McCall."
Charlie stumbled over his chair standing up, but to his credit he met Lex's eyes squarely. "It's a pleasure. Thank you for the seats."
"You're welcome. Are you a Sharks fan, Charlie?"
"I was born a Cowboys fan," Charlie said, "but I enjoy the Sharks. Especially this season. Perry's bounced back really well from that--" His eyes flickered toward Chloe. "That injury."
Chloe tried not to smirk. Like she'd never heard the word "groin" before. She watched the two of them talk. Lex was obviously taking Charlie's measure, but she couldn't tell from the look on his face if it was good or not. Charlie, on the other hand, was shifting his weight slightly, but otherwise behaving as though this were any normal conversation. Points for Charlie. In fact, things were going rather well--
--until the gun-wielding maniac barged in and started shooting at the three of them.
I'm just going to have to assume that Clark will come in and save the day. And Charlie will be fine.
*firm voice* Because Charlie will be fine.
And you know how I know he'll be fine? Because if you injure two SN characters, in two seperate wips, all of fandom will be screaming for your blood giving you dirty looks behind your back.
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Date: 2004-06-17 06:29 pm (UTC)Pause. "Oh, did my episode of Red Show Diaries finally air?"
*laughs*
*hugs you*
Perfect description of Casey. Delightful description of Charlie. Lovely little fic that made me grin.
Can I ask for more...?
I need a Charlie/Chloe icon...
Date: 2004-06-17 06:58 pm (UTC)"I wouldn't say that exactly."
She fixed him with a look. "Clark knew who he was."
"Clark, the guy who spent, what, two whole days on the football team? Huh. Maybe he is a celebrity."
They made their way through the line. "So why didn't you tell me about him?"
"I did. Chloe, you have to start eating chicken again sometime."
"I really don't. And you did not tell me about him."
"I told you all the important things. I just didn't tell you what he did for a living."
"This is, like, bizarre Charlie logic and I don't get it, but okay."
She waited until they grabbed their usual table before she pounced. "So now that you're dad's out of the TV personality closet--" Charlie choked on his iced tea. "--tell me all the stuff you've been leaving out."
He laughed, and then launched into a launched into an animated discourse on sports, sports television, sports anchors on sports television, and the general coolness of his dad the sports anchor on sports television. Chloe learned all about Casey-McCall-alongside-Dan-Rydell. She also learned about Dan, who Charlie talked about like a big brother, and a whole bunch of other people she was sure she wouldn't be able to keep straight.
"Sounds amazing," she said. "How come you're not interning there instead of here?"
"Dana offered," he said. "But I had to apply for this one, you know?"
"You wanted to be considered on your own merits."
Charlie nodded.
"That's cool," Chloe said, and she was pretty sure he blushed.
Re: I need a Charlie/Chloe icon...
Date: 2004-06-17 07:06 pm (UTC)Chloe, you have to start eating chicken again sometime."
"I really don't.
*sniggers*
the TV personality closet--" Charlie choked on his iced tea. "--tell me all the stuff you've been leaving out."
*grins knowingly* I'm thinking there's still a bit that he's leaving out...
He laughed, and then launched into a launched into an animated discourse on sports, sports television, sports anchors on sports television, and the general coolness of his dad the sports anchor on sports television.
Aw! That is so cute that he's so proud of his Dad, for being an uncool Dad, and for being on TV, and awww! Totally cute!
You're so going to kill me.
Date: 2004-06-17 11:00 pm (UTC)"I know." Chloe turned her attention from the pregame show. Charlie on a sports high was much more fun than any marching band.
"Do you believe this?" He was bouncing in his seat. Bouncing. "The owner's box. The owner's box. I don't believe this!"
Chloe was about to say something genially mocking when Charlie leaned over, grabbed her by the shoulders, and kissed her.
"I love football," she said dazedly when he let her go.
"The game hasn't even started yet."
"Your point?"
"I see you're enjoying the seats," someone said from behind them, and Charlie jumped.
"The man with the perfect timing is Lex Luthor," she said. Charlie's eyes went wide. "Lex, this is Charlie McCall."
Charlie stumbled over his chair standing up, but to his credit he met Lex's eyes squarely. "It's a pleasure. Thank you for the seats."
"You're welcome. Are you a Sharks fan, Charlie?"
"I was born a Cowboys fan," Charlie said, "but I enjoy the Sharks. Especially this season. Perry's bounced back really well from that--" His eyes flickered toward Chloe. "That injury."
Chloe tried not to smirk. Like she'd never heard the word "groin" before. She watched the two of them talk. Lex was obviously taking Charlie's measure, but she couldn't tell from the look on his face if it was good or not. Charlie, on the other hand, was shifting his weight slightly, but otherwise behaving as though this were any normal conversation. Points for Charlie. In fact, things were going rather well--
--until the gun-wielding maniac barged in and started shooting at the three of them.
Re: You're so going to kill me.
Date: 2004-06-17 11:21 pm (UTC)AAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRGGGGGHHH!!!
*takes a deep breath*
I'm just going to have to assume that Clark will come in and save the day. And Charlie will be fine.
*firm voice* Because Charlie will be fine.
And you know how I know he'll be fine? Because if you injure two SN characters, in two seperate wips, all of fandom will be
screaming for your bloodgiving you dirty looks behind your back.