Fic: Heartland V: Pie (1/1)
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Title: Heartland V: Pie (1/1)
Author: BradyGirl
Pairings/Characters: Clark/Bruce
Genres: Slice-Of-Pie, Um, Life, Fluff
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Summary: A quiet moment in the Kent kitchen. And pie. ;)
Date Of Completion: April 4, 2009
Date Of Posting: April 11, 2009
Disclaimer: I don’t own ‘em, DC does, more’s the pity.
Word Count: 509
Feedback welcome and appreciated.
Author’s Notes: Written for
svgurl for the Food Fic Prompt Request. Pairing: Clark/Bruce. Prompt: Pie. :)
The pie in this story is apple. My new icon is cherry. Pretend. ;)
The entire series can be found here.
Bruce entered the Kent kitchen, the screen door banging shut behind him.
The smell of apple pie engaged his senses, mouth watering as he walked over to the counter. It was neat as a pin, canisters labeled Sugar, Salt, Coffee, and Tea lined up in an orderly row, the toaster set by the wall, a handmade cozy covering it. A cookie jar in the shape of a Keebler Elves’ tree factory was filled with chocolate peanut butter goodness.
And there was pie.
Half of Martha’s prize-winning country fair pie was already gone, but half still remained. It was still two hours until lunch.
Hell, why not?
He took out a plate from a cabinet, cutting a slice of pie and pouring a glass of lemonade. He sat down at the kitchen table with its blue-checked tablecloth and cobalt-blue vase of sunflowers, watching fat, fluffy clouds scudding across a blue sky through the window over the sink.
Blue Willow plates lined a shelf high up on the opposite wall, and the refrigerator on his side of the table was decorated with colorful magnets, his lips quirking at the sight of the Superman and Batman symbols carefully lined up right next to each other. A Robin magnet held a yellow slip of paper with Martha’s neat handwriting detailing a short grocery list: wheat bread, orange juice, pancake mix, paper towels. Underneath it was a long, long list of items in Clark’s equally-neat handwriting, all food...tuna, Prego sauce, whole wheat pasta, Fritos, Keebler Elves' chocolate peanut butter cookies, lettuce, tomatoes, asparagus...Jonathan’s scrawl had added goldfish crackers at the very bottom.
Smirking, Bruce leaned over and used the Supergirl pen attached to the refrigerator and wrote dark chocolate underneath that in his bold script.
The octagonal wall clock ticked as a breeze ruffled the muslin curtains, the plant on a shelf by the window trailing bright green leaves down to the counter. Sunlight poured in, the yellow-painted walls absorbing and reflecting it back to create a sunny cheerfulness that Bruce always associated with Clark.
It was a beautiful day, smelling of sunshine and apple pie.
A far cry from Gotham.
He needed to be away from Gotham.
Not forever, never that, but sometimes he needed to bask in sunshine and eat apple pie.
Sweet apple pie, with just a hint of tartness, a light dusting of cinnamon teasing his tongue.
Clark walked in, gently closing the screen door. Blue eyes met his, and Clark cut himself a slice of pie and poured a glass of lemonade.
Clark sat down, taking a bite of pie, closing his eyes in orgasmic bliss, sunlight a halo around his head. Bruce’s mouth twitched.
Clark sipped his lemonade, Bruce doing the same.
It was natural, without artifice, not too sweet and with a touch of tartness, but tasting of sunshine.
The only sounds were the soft whisper of the curtains blowing in the breeze and the ticking of the clock as both men continued to eat their pie in silence.
A comfortable silence.
Pie always made things better.

(this counter installed 6/18/10)
Author: BradyGirl
Pairings/Characters: Clark/Bruce
Genres: Slice-Of-Pie, Um, Life, Fluff
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Summary: A quiet moment in the Kent kitchen. And pie. ;)
Date Of Completion: April 4, 2009
Date Of Posting: April 11, 2009
Disclaimer: I don’t own ‘em, DC does, more’s the pity.
Word Count: 509
Feedback welcome and appreciated.
Author’s Notes: Written for
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
The pie in this story is apple. My new icon is cherry. Pretend. ;)
The entire series can be found here.
Bruce entered the Kent kitchen, the screen door banging shut behind him.
The smell of apple pie engaged his senses, mouth watering as he walked over to the counter. It was neat as a pin, canisters labeled Sugar, Salt, Coffee, and Tea lined up in an orderly row, the toaster set by the wall, a handmade cozy covering it. A cookie jar in the shape of a Keebler Elves’ tree factory was filled with chocolate peanut butter goodness.
And there was pie.
Half of Martha’s prize-winning country fair pie was already gone, but half still remained. It was still two hours until lunch.
Hell, why not?
He took out a plate from a cabinet, cutting a slice of pie and pouring a glass of lemonade. He sat down at the kitchen table with its blue-checked tablecloth and cobalt-blue vase of sunflowers, watching fat, fluffy clouds scudding across a blue sky through the window over the sink.
Blue Willow plates lined a shelf high up on the opposite wall, and the refrigerator on his side of the table was decorated with colorful magnets, his lips quirking at the sight of the Superman and Batman symbols carefully lined up right next to each other. A Robin magnet held a yellow slip of paper with Martha’s neat handwriting detailing a short grocery list: wheat bread, orange juice, pancake mix, paper towels. Underneath it was a long, long list of items in Clark’s equally-neat handwriting, all food...tuna, Prego sauce, whole wheat pasta, Fritos, Keebler Elves' chocolate peanut butter cookies, lettuce, tomatoes, asparagus...Jonathan’s scrawl had added goldfish crackers at the very bottom.
Smirking, Bruce leaned over and used the Supergirl pen attached to the refrigerator and wrote dark chocolate underneath that in his bold script.
The octagonal wall clock ticked as a breeze ruffled the muslin curtains, the plant on a shelf by the window trailing bright green leaves down to the counter. Sunlight poured in, the yellow-painted walls absorbing and reflecting it back to create a sunny cheerfulness that Bruce always associated with Clark.
It was a beautiful day, smelling of sunshine and apple pie.
A far cry from Gotham.
He needed to be away from Gotham.
Not forever, never that, but sometimes he needed to bask in sunshine and eat apple pie.
Sweet apple pie, with just a hint of tartness, a light dusting of cinnamon teasing his tongue.
Clark walked in, gently closing the screen door. Blue eyes met his, and Clark cut himself a slice of pie and poured a glass of lemonade.
Clark sat down, taking a bite of pie, closing his eyes in orgasmic bliss, sunlight a halo around his head. Bruce’s mouth twitched.
Clark sipped his lemonade, Bruce doing the same.
It was natural, without artifice, not too sweet and with a touch of tartness, but tasting of sunshine.
The only sounds were the soft whisper of the curtains blowing in the breeze and the ticking of the clock as both men continued to eat their pie in silence.
A comfortable silence.
Pie always made things better.
(this counter installed 6/18/10)
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Date: 2009-04-12 03:51 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-04-12 04:01 am (UTC)Me, too! I hope to have some pie tomorrow after dinner. :)
Glad you liked this, my Knight! :)
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Date: 2009-04-12 04:06 am (UTC)The apple pie sounds very yummy! So good descriptions!
And now I'm having ham-and-cheese pie! ^___^
*giggles*
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Date: 2009-04-12 06:02 pm (UTC)The apple pie sounds very yummy! So good descriptions!
And now I'm having ham-and-cheese pie! ^___^
*giggles*
*grins*
Ham-and-cheese is yummy, too! :)
Glad you liked this, Hito! :)
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Date: 2009-04-12 09:15 am (UTC)I absolutely loved the last part - Clark and Bruce together, doing the same. So nice and - yes - comfortable. :)
Pie always made things better.
I agree. :)
Thanks BradyGirl.
LS.
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Date: 2009-04-12 06:06 pm (UTC):)
I absolutely loved the last part - Clark and Bruce together, doing the same. So nice and - yes - comfortable. :)
They have their quiet moments. :)
Pie always made things better.
I agree. :)
Oh, yes! :)
Thanks BradyGirl.
LS.
You're very welcome, Lis! :)
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Date: 2009-04-12 03:19 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-04-12 06:09 pm (UTC)*grins*
Pie makes everyone feel happy and secure! ;)
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Date: 2009-04-12 06:11 pm (UTC)Lovely!
*laughs*
Thank you, Zenith! :)
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Date: 2009-04-12 06:02 pm (UTC)They're so adorable together, especially when they're in Smallville!
I wonder what Bruce is going to do with that dark chocolate? *looks innocent* ;)
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Date: 2009-04-12 06:13 pm (UTC)They're so adorable together, especially when they're in Smallville!
It brings out the best in them! :)
I wonder what Bruce is going to do with that dark chocolate? *looks innocent* ;)
LOL! Bruce is rarely innocent, especially when it comes to chocolate! ;)
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Date: 2009-04-12 11:42 pm (UTC)Love it!
And this!!!!
The only sounds were the soft whisper of the curtains blowing in the breeze and the ticking of the clock as both men continued to eat their pie in silence.
A comfortable silence.
Gah! Such a beautiful moment of *sigh* . Yes. Quiet and manly and swoonifying. Nice to see Bruce give himself a little break, too.
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Date: 2009-04-12 11:55 pm (UTC)Love it!
Thank you, Ava! :)
Clark is swoon-inducing, all right. ;)
And this!!!!
The only sounds were the soft whisper of the curtains blowing in the breeze and the ticking of the clock as both men continued to eat their pie in silence.
A comfortable silence.
Gah! Such a beautiful moment of *sigh* . Yes. Quiet and manly and swoonifying. Nice to see Bruce give himself a little break, too.
The boys need quiet moments, especially Bruce.
Glad you enjoyed this! :)
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Date: 2009-04-13 08:49 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-04-13 04:00 pm (UTC)*grins*
Glad you liked this, m'dear!
A beautiful slice of life - and pie - story. Happiness.
LOL! Yes, it's a slice-of-pie story! ;)
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Date: 2009-04-13 09:50 am (UTC)Slice of pie...erm life with the boys....*sigh*.
Just what the doctor ordered. :)
Wonderful fic. As always I really can't compliment your slice of life high enough.
Thanks for sharing.
*checks watch*
I guess I could make some pie before it's lunch time over here....*runs to the kitchen*....or even better forget lunch....it's apple pie time.
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Date: 2009-04-13 04:41 pm (UTC)Slice of pie...erm life with the boys....*sigh*.
Just what the doctor ordered. :)
Wonderful fic. As always I really can't compliment your slice of life high enough.
Thanks for sharing.
Thank you so much, Bat-Angel! I'm glad you enjoyed this. :)
*checks watch*
I guess I could make some pie before it's lunch time over here....*runs to the kitchen*....or even better forget lunch....it's apple pie time.
LOL! The best time evah! :)
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Date: 2009-04-13 11:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-04-13 04:42 pm (UTC)Thank you, Mithen! :)
I enjoy writing these little domestic moments. :)
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Date: 2009-04-13 10:07 pm (UTC)And the end with Clark coming in ... so sweet! I love the way you write Clark & Bruce!
Wonderful job! Thanks so much for taking up my prompt and writing this for me! *hugs* :D
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Date: 2009-04-13 10:27 pm (UTC)He definitely does! :)
And the end with Clark coming in ... so sweet! I love the way you write Clark & Bruce!
Thank you! *beams*
Wonderful job! Thanks so much for taking up my prompt and writing this for me! *hugs* :D
You make it easy as pie! ;)
*hugs*
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Date: 2009-04-14 04:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-04-14 05:19 pm (UTC)*giggles*
Mmm, pie! ;)
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Date: 2009-04-16 01:29 am (UTC)This was so beautiful, hon! I loved all the details of the kitchen, all the sunlight and ease and happiness and love. Just... so soothing.
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Date: 2009-04-16 01:42 am (UTC)LOL! So do I! :)
This was so beautiful, hon! I loved all the details of the kitchen, all the sunlight and ease and happiness and love. Just... so soothing.
Thank you, Saavi! :)
I love creating a mood. :)