Sam stood in the doorway of PJ's bedroom, staring in confusion. PJ sat on her open windowsill, using an antique fireplace air bellows. Smoke blew from the tip as she compressed the handles.
"Close the door, dorkus!"
Sam stepped into the room and shut the door behind him. "What are you doing?"
"I'm smoking cigars." On the floor by her feet was an open box of cigars Sam recognized from Papa Lex's office. The crystal ashtray that had never been used, as far as Sam recalled, was filled with ashes and cigar stubs.
"Why?" Sam watched as PJ held the bellows compressed, stuck the tip of a half-burned cigar into the tip, and released the handles. The cigar burned orange-red around the paper as the bellows breathed in air.
"I want to see Papa Lex's hair turn gray," PJ said, as she took the cigar out of the tip, balanced it on the windowsill's edge, and blew the smoke outside again.
"Papa Lex doesn't have hair."
"Grandpa Lionel says it'll grow in just to turn gray because of me. I want to see it do that." PJ motioned for Sam. "Come here and help me."
"You're going to get in trouble," Sam said, even as he took the cigar handed to him. "I should tell."
"You're an accomplished now and you'll get in trouble, too, if you tell."
"The word's accomplice, and I would not."
"Would too." PJ held the bellows closed as Sam stuck the cigar in the tip. "How many do you think we need to smoke to make it work?"
"I don't think we can." Sam unwrapped a new cigar as PJ stubbed out the used one. "But we might be able to turn Dad's hair gray."
-End
FFL Timeline Updated
I'm thinking Clark and Lex don't have enough fun yet. http://members.cox.net/99kincaid/DFGand
*giggle*
annakas
PJ is always so adorable, and Sam is such a good brother!
*dies* At least they didn't light them all at once...
::worships Henry all over again!::
PJ has inherited Lionel's talent for blackmail as well as his talent for driving Lex crazy, I see. *g*
micetea