Thoughts on waffles...

Clark looks up from his plate at the knock on the door.

“Hey, Lex! Come on in. Want some waffles? Mom just made them.”

Lex looks a bit skeptical as he has never had homemade waffles before but decides, since they were made my Martha, they must be good. Anything Martha makes is good. (Lex’s eyes get that glazed look that Clark’s get when he thinks about pie.)

“Lex?” Clark snaps his fingers in front of Lex’s face. Lex blushes.

“Sure, Clark. I’ll try one.”

Clark grins and serves Lex up a plate. Lex digs in but before he brings the fork to his mouth asks, “What flavor are these, Clark?”

Clark looks confused as he answers, “Waffle flavor, Lex. What else?”


Dedicated to Ari cuz of this convo:

Ari: yum, waffles!
Raijahn: *laughs* What flavor?
Ari: waffle flavor
Raijahn: *giggles* I like blueberry.
Ari: you should write in a fic about, or include in a fic, waffles
Ari: You can have lex asking clark what flavor of waffles he is having, and Clark can say matter-of-factly "Waffle flavor."
Raijahn: *laughs*
Ari: it would be cool
Ari: people would laugh
Raijahn: *grins*

Ari says she's a plot bunny. *cuddles her* I concur.