It's Just a Bunch of Hocus Pocus

It’s Just a Bunch of Hocus Pocus

Flora Winter

I do not own Smallville or the funny movie Hocus Pocus. I’m not really sure how much alike or different it is all going to be. Also, I’m not making any money here either, so don’t get your ugly mammy’s knickers in a wad.

Summary: Thanks to the power of a candle dipped in green kryptonite, three psychotic witches are brought back from the dead on All Hallows Eve. Their goal, live forever! This story will contain lots of boy love, strong language, and violence. If you are not into this sort of thing, Lord Satan will see you through the broad gates, and back onto the straight and narrow path with all the other losers.

Chapter Two

A rock bounced off Clark’s head and he pouted as Lex chuckled on in absolute glee. He had tried to take the explosive candle from him, but Lex had thrown it, and all he could do was get him behind something.

“That was more fun than dropping a quarter in the midst of feuding Jews,” the handsome millionaire laughed, peeking over the crate Clark had tossed him behind. “Just look at the destruction,” he said, rising to his feet. “You simply can’t get scorching like that just by any old means.”

Clark blew a loose lock out of his face. His hair had gotten so long. He needed another cut, but Lex was refusing to let him do it. Apparently the older man liked having something to lead him around by instead of using the nine inch handle he had been born with, although, that was fun as well.

“I could have used my heat vision, Lex,” he said, rising with him. “I could have used my fists, too.”

“I wouldn’t want you to have to do all the work, Clark,” Lex smiled, patting his cheek. “You would get all hot and sweaty, and I can’t have you distracting me.”

“Distracting you?” He asked, giving him the full on puppy pout.

“Of course,” Lex said, slowly making his way over to the mess that was now in the floor. “You would have to get all naked, and I’d have to hose you off, and you know what that would lead to.”

Clark blinked. “Drying off?”

“No, silly,” Lex said, turning to look at him with his hands on his hips. “Me tying you up with the hose and playing with you until your daddy’s cows come mooing home.”

Clark could only sigh. Why did he even bother? It was such a chore keeping the love of his life alive. Had his coming out of the spaceship driven him mad? Or, had the crazy just always been there, and he was just now noticing it more and more? Well, Lex plus crazy equaled out to be very sexy when it came right down to it in his mind.

“Hmm,” Lex said, looking down at the mess he had made. “What do we have here?”

“What?” Clark asked him, feeling really excited. Had they found already found something neat? “What is it?”

“A hole,” Lex told him matter of fact.

Clark’s face instantly fell. “Well, I could have told you that.”

“Curious,” Lex said, tapping his bottom lip. “Very curious…”

Clark rolled his eyes. What was it now? He wasn’t even going to ask this time. He was just going to let Lex tell him.

Lex stomped his foot and the floor cracked under him. Clark raced forward, pulling him back as the ground gave way where he had just been standing. He held him close to his chest and took a deep breath of relief. That had been a close one. The last thing he needed was for Lex to fall down a hole.

“See,” Lex laughed, sniffing him. “Aren’t you glad you decided to help me after all?”

Clark felt like throttling him real good. His heart had nearly exploded through his chest cavity.

“But look,” Lex said, pointing. “I think there’s something down there.”

“That’s nice,” Clark said, pulling him away some more. “We can go play Tomb Raider tomorrow.”

Lex pouted this time. “But, I want to play Laura Croft now, Clark.” He pointed to something over in the corner he had not seen before. “I even have the outfits and everything.”

Clark decided to use his evil alien charm and kissed him right there. He was willing to do almost anything to get Lex away from that creepy hole. And he sure as heck wasn’t going to wear that damn outfit. He didn’t care what size Lex had had it tailored.

Meow!

He nearly jumped out of his golden flesh, breaking the heated kiss right there. He looked to see that he had stepped on the tail of Lex’s cat. When had he gotten down here?

“Sorry, Spider,” he apologized, hoping he hadn’t broken his pretty tail. “I didn’t see you, boy.”

It seemed like Spider had always been a resident of the Luthor castle. It was un-telling how old he was. Lex had been the one to give him the name. The beautiful black cat came and went as he pleased like he was the king of the place.

“What time is it?” Lex breathed heavily.

Clark quickly glanced at his wristwatch. “Ten.”

“Good,” Lex said, pulling him to the doorway by the hand. “That means I have time.”

“Time?” Clark asked, being dragged after him.

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Shadow watched the human and his alien lover leave. The two of them were always getting into all kinds of trouble. These modern days were such a bitch now.

“My tail!” He hissed, moving it back and forth. “My beautiful tail…”

That dumb giant was so clumsy and clueless. Now he knew why Lex loved him and protected him with all his power.

He glanced at the hole. There was something down there all right. He just had to get to it and find it first. Halloween was just a few days away, and that bastard’s book was upstairs. Would the spell come to pass? He was going to make sure that it didn’t.

“Ouch,” he growled, making his way on four furry paws to the hole in the ground. He looked down and couldn’t see the bottom. He took a breath. This could really hurt, but he jumped anyway.

Some powerful force struck him, and he was thrown back up by it. He landed on all four paws with the hair standing straight up along his arched spine. All he could do was hiss in fright. That stupid witch had protected whatever was down there with magic.

He took off upstairs. The only thing he could do was destroy that book. Without it, those three would be powerless.

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A large hand reached up out of the dark hole, gripping the edge, followed by another. They were the color of solid gold.

“Goddamn it!” The masculine voice snarled like a molten wave of magma. “The things I have to go through.”

The handsome Prince of the Djinn pulled himself up and sat there on the floor. He had to catch his breath. Hell, he really needed to quit smoking.

“Those three are lucky I love them above all others,” he said, pulling a green candle from out of thin air, and looked around. “Now, where should I leave you?”

He got to his bare feet and ran a golden hand through his mane of wild red locks. He looked around with molten amber goat eyes and smiled.

“Party candles and decorations,” he said, smiling with fangs, dropping the candle into the box. “Perfect!” He turned back to the hole in the floor. “But did they have to use dynamite?”

He vanished in a soft breeze that smelled of sweet sandalwood.

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Clark just looked at Lex as he got behind the wheel of his newest car. His knees were still trembling from passing pleasure.

“I’m sorry about your vase,” he said, looking down at his hands in his lap. “I know how much it meant to you.”

Lex just shook his head. “I think it was mom’s way of telling me that all I need is you now, Clark.”

That caused him to smile sheepishly. When Lex talked like that, it made him want to say ‘well shucks’ or something like that. “You’re not mad at me.”

Lex shook his head, starting the engine. “But I am going to have you make it up to me.”

Clark gulped. “What?”

“I’m hosting a Halloween party at the castle Friday,” he said, pulling out of the drive and onto the road. “And I want you to supervise the decorating for me.”

“What?” Clark asked, tightening his seatbelt as Lex sped up. “I don’t know nothing about no decorating for parties, Lex.”

“That’s what you’re going to tell your parents,” Lex smiled. “You’re really going to be chained to my bed while I lick your toes.”

Clark’s face burned like a golden rose. “Toes?”

“Oh, yes,” Lex purred, slowing down some. “I think you have very sexy feet, Clark.” He slowed down even more. “Every time you take your shoes off, I just want to knock you flat on your back and just have my way with you.”

Clark had to roll down his window. It was getting too hot in the car.

“And also,” Lex smiled. “I want you there after the party as well so we can dance after everyone is gone.”

Clark looked at him. “We’ve never danced together before…”

Lex shook his head. “Nope.”

Clark suddenly felt very happy. Lex always seemed to know how to give him heart attacks and make him happy.

“Do you think your dad will throw condoms at me this time?” He asked, pulling into the Kent drive.

Clark shuddered at the memory. He hoped not. He would die all over again. That had been so embarrassing. He still remembered how his dad and Lionel had gone at it.

“My son is a Luthor!” Lionel had spat, throwing a wicked left hook. “We don’t carry STD’s!”

“And my son doesn’t sleep with older men!” His father had yelled, kicking Lex’s father’s feet out from under him with a vicious kick. “If he’s gay, he’ll sleep with boys his own age, IN SEPARATE ROOMS, IN SEPARATE HOUSES!”

“BREAK CHECK!” Lex shouted, causing Clark to help back into reality as he was thrown forward and then back into his seat. Lex was howling with laughter and honked the horn just for spite. “That was funny, Clark.”

“Ha,” he deadpanned. That was all he could really do at the moment. He had been just that startled.

“I wish you could stay the night,” Lex whispered, looking out his window. “I hate sleeping in that big house all by myself at night.”

Clark looked at him. He really wished he could, too. “You have Shadow.”

Lex laughed. “He’s such a funny critter.”

Critter? Now that made Clark laugh.

“Come on,” Clark said, taking off his seatbelt, and opening up his door to the cool night air. “I’m sure mom’s made some hot apple cider.”

“Oh,” Lex said, following him. “I simply love me some hot apple cider.”

Clark grinned, leading him up to the porch by the hand, and opened up the door. “We’re home!”

He didn’t see how Lex eyes lit up when he had said ‘we’re home’ instead of ‘I’m home’.

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“Oh, damn it!” Spider hissed, licking his paw. “Lex would hide the damned thing.”

He had looked all over the study and in his bedroom. It was nowhere to be found. He was just going to have to keep watch. He would just have to keep them from opening it and going down the hole. It would be easy. What could possibly go wrong?

TBC…

Please review and tell me what you think.

Flora.