How Bruce met Clark ...

When I wrote my first fan fiction, Smallville was in the middle of its first season. In Canada, Smallville hadn't been picked up when it aired in the U.S. on The WB. The CanWest Global network up here picked up "Smallville" as a mid-season replacement. To catch up with the U.S. scheduling, they played Smallville in blocks of two episodes on weekends, so you can imagine how difficult it was for new viewers to keep up! :(

Anyway, I wrote the first meeting between Clark and Bruce back in 2002. (I may rewrite that fic one day -- who knows). This is how I imagined how they first met:

Clark noticed a plume of smoke rise from the horizon. He dashed across the Kent farm and towards the road. A late-model PT Cruiser was tilted on its side. Apparently, it had hit a telephone pole. He focused his attention on the two passengers who had managed to escape. One seemed to be unconscious.

"Will he be ok?" Clark asked.

"My driver?" the young man answered. "I think he'll be fine. I think it was heat exhaustion. But I'd feel better if a doctor could look at him. Where are we?"

"Outskirts of Smallville. There's a doctor on-site at a plant ...about 5 miles from here," Clark suggested, "I'll just get my truck. I'm Clark, by the way, Clark Kent."

The young man stood up to his full height. He was a bit older than him, Clark thought, maybe Lex's age. Clark was surprised at the sheer size of this accidental tourist, who reached out to shake his hand."Thanks for your help, Clark. I'm Bruce Wayne."

Clark's jaw dropped. "Wayne? As in the Gotham City Waynes?"

Bruce grinned at this revelation. "Yes." The mid-summer heat had made Bruce's face flush red.

"I'll get my truck and be back in a flash." Clark ran through the corn fields. When he was out of sight, he zipped across acres of farmland, got in his truck and raced to help out Bruce Wayne, heir to one of America's corporate empires! Now there are 'two' billionnaires in sleepy Smallville.

Sure beats bundling hay after class ...