Lex pinched the bridge of his nose when he saw PJ. The shackles trapping her hands at her waist and connecting her ankles together rattled as the Detention Center officer escorted her into the courtroom. Her bright orange jumpsuit brought out her freckles. Her contrite expression clashed with the shine of her bald head.
The Magistrate’s amusement was palpable across the courtroom. Lex wanted to crawl under the table, not so much because PJ had shaved her head while carousing, but because the Magistrate was the same woman Lex had been in front of regularly when he was a teenager.
“Sorry,” PJ whispered as she took the seat beside him.
“Sorry for what you did?” Lex glared at her pointedly. “Or sorry that you got caught?”
The Little Girl Look she adopted told Lex it was the latter.
“This is in the matter of Pamela Jean Luthor, a child alleged to be a delinquent child,” the Magistrate began the proceedings. “We’re here today for a detention hearing. Present is the child and her father, Alexander Luthor. Mr. Luthor, it’s been a while.”
Lex smiled thinly. “Yes, it has. I can’t say that it’s good to see you again, Your Honor.”
The Magistrate’s amusement grew. “Your father said the same thing to me many, many times.”
PJ turned an astonished gaze on Lex. “You were a delinquent, too?”
“If you know what’s good for you, you’ll keep your mouth shut, Pamela Jean,” Lex said icily.
PJ faced forward and sulked. Lex pinched the bridge of his nose again. He could just hear what Jonathan Kent would say: What goes around comes around. And PJ was only fourteen, which meant Lex had four more years to look forward to of this type of behavior.
Lionel laughed in the background of his mind.
-end
*G* . . . Poor Lex and Clark, they got this free ride with Sam and THEN PJ!
What a lovely vignette. It just demands sequel - I would love to read about Clark's reaction to that aberrant child and the probable causes for the delinquent behavior.
Ma actually escaped that curse.
YAY!!!
xoxo,
Monica
...or did she?