Metroville (2/12)

[serafina19]

Author: serafina19
Title: Metroville
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Pleasantville-meets-Chlollie, only instead of an old television repairman... it's Zatanna who gives Chloe and Oliver the two-toned treatment in order for them to realize their budding feelings for each other.  Based on a Chlollieween prompt by yhrcmg.
Timeline: Season 8 AU starting after Hex, samples events from Odyssey.
Thanks to: alxnhnt22 for the banner.

Part 1

Part 2


Stretching herself awake, Chloe drowsily got out of bed, not bothering to open her eyes just yet.  Of course, that all changed once she took a couple steps and her head unexpectedly collided with a wall.

“What the—?”  Chloe took a step back, she could have sworn that she got back to the Talon last night, and her bed was not that close to the wall.  Rubbing her eyes, Chloe opened them slowly, only to blink them several times at the room around her.  This clearly wasn’t the Talon.

Littered around the room were textbooks, family photos, other photos that Chloe didn’t pay enough attention to because, well, there was one glaring omission in her vision.  Colour.

It was something Chloe couldn’t explain, despite the numerous theories in her head, so she moved to her closet, going along with what Chloe had decided was a dream.  However, skimming through the clothes in her closet didn’t exactly help.  Sure, she had her share of experience in pencil skirts, but these skirts were ridiculously girly, and never something Chloe would wear.  To her relief, she found a pair of slacks which she put on as fast as she could.  The tops were a little better, nothing too over the top or revealing, but they sure were... dated.

She gave a quick peek outside, noticing the leaves on the trees had differing shades of gray and there seemed to be a slight wind in the air.  Based on that, Chloe believed it was fall, so she grabbed the longer sleeved sweater, just to be sure.

As she straightened the shirt out, her focus quickly shifted as she heard creaking noises from outside her door.  She opened it carefully, tiptoeing out of her room when the last person she expected to see walked up the last step.

“Dad!”  Chloe almost couldn’t believe it, but as he turned his head towards her, her thoughts were confirmed.  It had been years since she had seen Gabe, so any reason, dream or not, was enough for her to embrace his presence, literally.

“Well, aren’t you cheery this morning?” He patted Chloe’s back a couple times, but Chloe wouldn’t let go.  “I have to head out to go to work, but you have to get going or else you’ll be late for school.  Your mother left early to get some errands done, so the pancakes are waiting for you on the table.”

That caught Chloe’s attention.  “Mom?”  It may have been less time since Chloe had seen her mother, but it had been much longer since her family was the normal sense of dysfunctional.

“Yes,” Gabe said with a smile, “she had to get some supplies for her knitting club meeting tonight before she went to work.”

Knitting club? 

This dream got weirder by the second.  Then again, for all she knew, her mother did knit, so Chloe silently resolved to book a flight to visit her once she woke up.

Her dad caught her expression and patted Chloe’s shoulder.  “You have a weird dream last night pumpkin?  You don’t look so good.”

Try right now. 

This was teetering on the weirdest dream she ever had, but she shook it off by rubbing her eyes.  “Still waking up I guess.”

The lie seemed to satisfy Gabe enough, and he began to walk towards the stairs again.  “Well, I’ll see you when I get home.  Don’t let your breakfast get cold.”

Chloe managed a smile, knowing how long it had been since she had seen her dad walk in the door.  “Have a good day, Dad.”

She watched her dad descend the steps, and as happy as she was to see him, and as happy as she was to hear her mom was okay, Chloe realized that this had to stop now.  Sure, her family was intact... normal, and it gave her a great feeling inside, but it wasn’t reality, and Chloe wasn’t going to let herself get too attached to the idea, especially because Chloe knew it wouldn’t last.   Squeezing her eyes shut, Chloe counted to five, but soon realized that hearing her voice killed her focus, so she stopped.

Standing there in silence, Chloe waited, and when she opened her eyes, she immediately rolled them.  Apparently it was a little harder to get rid of this dream than she thought.

Heading to the bathroom, Chloe hoped washing her face would bring some sense into what she was experiencing, but she caught her reflection in the mirror first, causing her to do a double take.  She had noticed that her hair was a little shorter, but it wasn’t the only change.  Chloe looked younger, like her days in high school, and sure enough, and even though there were no cell phones, apparently she could own hair gel.

Whatever this place was, its priorities were seriously messed up.

But Chloe figured she might as well look the part, so she finished off the look she remembered sporting during those days, the entire time spent thinking about how she should have had that drink Oliver offered her if she’s dreaming something like this sober.

Thinking of Oliver, seeing her dad, it got Chloe to thinking as to who else would be here.  Clark seemed like a given, but then again, her mother’s presence was a bit of a surprise.  Maybe she wouldn’t know anyone else here.

Snap out of it.  It’s just a dream

Chloe promptly left the bathroom, wanting to know the lengths of this dream, maybe even figure out why she would have a dream like this.

The home itself was something out of a 1950’s catalogue, which timeline matched the contents in her wardrobe and seemed to suit the lack of colour.  Everything in the living room had its place and it almost seemed perfect in the sense of nothing had been touched, or ripped up.  It was eerie, and it pretty much scared Chloe to even stand in the living room, so she moved onto the kitchen, where supposedly breakfast was waiting for her.

That was an understatement.  “I’m supposed to eat all this?”  The clichés continued to pile up, a stack of pancakes, at least three pieces of bacon, and Chloe was pretty sure she saw scrambled eggs too.  For a girl who thrived on coffee (the one thing missing at the table), this was a little extreme for breakfast.  But her stomach grumbled, so she figured why not and sat down.  To her surprise, it was still warm, and she ate every bite, and didn’t even miss the fact orange juice replaced her morning coffee. 

Upon finishing, Chloe heard the rumbling on the streets, so she went back towards the front door and opened it while she shoved her shoes onto her feet.

It almost felt like she stepped in the world of Edward Scissorhands, minus the colour of course.  Lined-up mailboxes, old cars, and smiles no matter where she looked.  At least five people Chloe had never seen in her life waved at her or said good morning, and all Chloe could do was wave back with a half-smile.  This place was way too cheerful.

Picking up her backpack, she slung it over her shoulder and began to look for a key to lock her house when she remembered.  Dream.  It’d be gone by morning anyway.

But apparently she had school, so as Chloe walked away from her home, she looked around optimistically for a university campus, but instead, she encountered Metroville high school instead.

No. Friggin’.Way. 

Sure, her look had matched the time, but Chloe was really hoping not to encounter high school again, mainly because it wasn’t exactly her favourite time of her life.  Between meteor freaks of the week, getting her heart broken and smashed upon, and Luthors, the Torch was about the only good thing she had in high school.  Other than isolating about three weeks worth of days from that time frame, Chloe knew she wouldn’t miss it.  But it appeared that not only did Chloe have to experience it once, but she had to endure a second trial.

Not only that, the name.  Metroville. Real subtle name choice, combining the two cities she called home, but hey, at least there was a name to the nightmarish place.  That said, Chloe had enough.  Knowing that closing her eyes didn’t work, she pinched herself a bunch of times instead, and tried a bunch of other techniques, but they didn’t work.  Her world was still in black and white.

“Cuz!”

A familiar voice, that was positive.  “Lois, hey.”  As Lois was somebody still in her life, Chloe felt herself relaxing.  “It’s so good to have a familiar face around here.”

“What are you talking about?” Lois asked, eyes narrowed.  “You know everyone around here, and there’s no need to feel intimidated anymore.  Remember, you and I are the envy of every girl in Metroville.”

Between her peppy tone and her girly clothes, whoever this was, this wasn’t her cousin.  “Lois, are you okay?”

“I’m fine.  Better question is are you alright?” Chloe was thrown off as Lois patted her hand against her forehead, sporting an expression of concern, “I haven’t seen you like this since Oliver messed up your flower order for the homecoming dance, and even that was temporary.”

Oliver?  As in Oliver Queen?  Here?  Sure, Lois wasn’t exactly a main-stay in her high school, but Oliver wasn’t even in Smallville at the time.

The only explanation that Chloe could think of was that it was another quirk to this place.  If nothing else, it wasn’t exactly normal for Lois to be remotely interested in a homecoming dance, let alone setting it up.  That, and in what world was Chloe Sullivan actually popular?

Trying to back away subtly while maintaining a straight face, Chloe replied.  “Just a headache, I guess.”

Lois’ hand flew to her mouth.  “Well, we better go see the nurse.”  Yes, because that was what Chloe wanted to do right now.  She knew she was in crazy-town right now; she didn’t need a nurse to tell her that.   But before Chloe knew it, Lois had grabbed her arm, and started to drag her towards the school.

Chloe dug her heels in, but she was no match for Lois, so instead she tugged her arm back, persisting, “Lois, I’m fine.  Really.  I’ll be better in a couple of minutes.”

“If you insist.”  Lois said as she continued to drag Chloe enthusiastically towards the school’s doors.

Once inside, Lois let go, allowing Chloe’s arm to relax as she brought up her head to see everyone was staring at them.  What was their problem?

They began to walk through the school, and Chloe watched as the girls whispered at their lockers, the guys crowding around a couple lockers as her and Lois went towards what Chloe could only assume were their lockers.  Waiting for Lois, Chloe leaned against a locker, staring across the hall-way, confused at how everyone was still staring at her and Lois.  Was Lois right?  Did people actually know who she was here?

Sensing she was being stared at from a different direction, Chloe peered in Lois’ direction who raised her eyebrows as their eyes met.  “What?”

Lois gave her a duh expression as she pointed to the locker Chloe was leaning against.  “Aren’t you going to get your books?”

Crap.

Turning around, Chloe was trying to figure out a way she could fake getting into her locker.  After all, it wasn’t like she knew the combination.  But to Chloe’s surprise, there wasn’t even a lock on it, so she opened it up and blindly grabbed the books out of her locker when she felt someone tugging them from her hands.

“I’ve got those,” a different voice called, one that Chloe actually recognized, but not one she exactly to hear, especially right now.  Turning around, Chloe was about to protest when she noticed that it wasn’t going to be that easy.

She blinked a couple times as she took in Oliver standing in front of her, holding his hand out for her to grab.  What exactly did he think he was doing?  Wait...did that mean...?

Chloe immediately turned her head to see Clark and Lois standing beside them, arms wrapped around each other.  While that was a positive development that Chloe wanted in her world, looking back at Oliver, Chloe realized that based on his behaviour, it was likely that she and him shared their status.  That piece of information honestly freaked her out, but she covered it with a smile and accepted his hand.

As they walked down the hallway, Chloe tried to ignore the way her breathing had increased since she grabbed his hand and instead focused on the way other people were behaving.  Lois really wasn’t kidding, it was like they were high school royalty, a look that Chloe wasn’t exactly used to having.  Back in technicolour, she hid in the shadows, aside from her odd shining moment like getting crowned prom queen, but even that was a joke.

Stopping in front of a classroom, Chloe watched as Clark kissed Lois lightly on the cheek before handing her books back to her.

Double crap!

Not that Oliver kissing her was necessarily a bad thing, or at least, that was based on what Lois told her, but Chloe didn’t exactly want to cross that line, even in a dream reality.

“I’ll see you later,” Oliver said to her, bringing her hand to his lips quickly before handing her books to her.

Chloe did everything she could to hide her relief as she smiled back at him.  “See you,” she finally replied, despite knowing how dumb that likely sounded.  Fortunately, Oliver just grinned at her and took down the hallway, but not without a quick second glance back at Chloe, which caused her to blush momentarily before she caught Lois’ expression.

“What?”

Not convinced by Chloe’s naivety, Lois crossed her arms.  “What on earth was that?”

Brushing by her, Chloe walked into the classroom and headed hopefully to where she normally sat down.  “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

Lois promptly sat down next to her, which apparently meant Chloe’s instincts were right on the seat.  “I’m talking about the awkward way you’re treating your boyfriend this morning.  I can’t believe you’re actually worried about what the rumours.”

“What rumours?”

Shocked, Lois turned in her seat and said sternly.  “Don’t play dumb with me cuz, I know you’ve heard the rumours of him and Tess talking at The Soda Shoppe  the other night, but you know that the only girl he sees is you.” Leaning down to open her book bag, she added, “Ever since you came to town, you’re all he thinks about.”

Tess was here too?  It appeared that whatever was going on seemed to involve people she knew now.  Chloe cringed at the thought of black and white team members, or most specifically, Dinah.  With her vocal tendencies, there was no way her alternate persona could be tolerable to listen to.

Rolling her eyes as she scribbled in her notebook, Chloe replied confidently, “I’m not worried about Tess, Lois.  Trust me, they’re as over as they get.”

It was finally a sentence that Chloe said with absolute certainty. Because if Clark and Lois were together here, she figured Tess and Oliver’s story was similar, only likely with a G-rated break-up, which likely involved her.  Why that would even happen made no sense to Chloe, as she couldn’t explain to herself how Oliver and her would ever end up together in any form, but she chalked it up as one of the many twists of this dream.

After all, Chloe was the new girl in town, not Lois, or even Oliver or Tess.  So far, there had been no signs of Lionel or Lex, and Pete and Lana, people she actually went to high school with, were nowhere to be found.  However, seeing Clark’s had her wondering if his ‘powers’ followed him through.  Sure, the definition of saving the day seemed to involve having the right materials for a float or saving cats from trees, but there was still that possibility.

The teacher walked into the classroom, and started writing on the chalkboard immediately.  Mrs. Albury apparently was her name, and her voice made Chloe wish for her old high school teachers, or an episode of Charlie Brown.  But she had to pay attention, as maybe the lecture would give her some clue as to why she was dreaming up this strange place.

An hour later, she had a feeling she wasn’t going to be so lucky.  Adding to the abnormalities of the town was the fact that, even though it was possible for people like opposing sports teams, or her family to get in, there were no signs that anyone could actually leave.  The map presented to the class was essentially one road which circled around the town, while the other roads divided up the business sector and residential space.   

A couple stores, the school, town hall, and other relative amenities made it seem kind of normal, but between classes, Chloe discovered that the books in the school library were empty, not to mention the fact that there was no technology to speak of, and the people didn’t seem to know how to frown.

It was empirical insanity, and Chloe wanted out.

But no matter how many times she pinched herself, she wouldn’t wake up.  No matter how many times she closed her eyes and whispered Wake up, nothing happened.

It was once the lunch bell rang that Chloe realized that maybe this wasn’t a dream.  But if that was the case... how did she get here?

~0~

Once the final bell had rung, Chloe didn’t waste any time going to her locker to put away her books.  She was determined to find a way out here, no matter what it took, so she bolted towards the door, grateful for the fact the sea of people actually parted for her.  She got outside and started walking towards her home when she felt a hand yank her back.

“Where are you going?”

Of course it was Lois.  Who else was going to stop her at this point?  “Home, I have to study.”

It was a terrible lie, but one that Chloe hoped would work.  The sooner she found a way out the better.  It wasn’t just the lack of the physical things, it was the people.  Lois was... girly, and that scared Chloe more than she’d like.  Clark was more or less normal, shy but leader-of-the-pack as he was heralded as the quarterback of the football team, but Oliver... he was a completely different matter.  The fact they were together, it was weird, and Chloe had to get back to ‘team’ Oliver instead of ‘boyfriend’ Oliver.

The lie seemed to work, but it didn’t exactly impress Lois.  “There you go again with studying.  I thought Oliver had cured that, but I guess not.”

“Is studying a bad thing?”

“The way you do it, it is,” Lois replied immediately as she grabbed Chloe’s arm again.  “Come on, we’re meeting up with Clark and Oliver.”

Tired of having Lois drag her around, Chloe pulled her arm back this time, waiting for her cousin to turn around with a less than pleased expression.  “Lois, please,” Chloe appealed, hoping for once that she would back down.

But Lois just shook her head.  “Nope, you’re not pulling this again.”  Seeing Chloe’s eyes drop, Lois sighed.  “I swear we’ll only be a half-hour.”

Chloe was tempted to fight further, but instead she gave in.  “Okay... just let me put my books in my bag.”  They were getting heavy enough as they were, which seemed silly, but Chloe figured if she was going to be out, the last thing she wanted to do was lug the books around, or give Oliver an excuse to be chivalrous again.

Looking up, Lois held out her hand, and Chloe eyed her cousin quizzically.  “I won’t drag you as long as you keep up.”

Chloe rolled her eyes, but she took Lois’ hand, keeping up as Lois led her to the other side of the school.  It didn’t long for her to spot Clark and Oliver’s faces among the crowd, so Chloe prepped herself by plastering a smile on her face before they stopped in front of them.

Clark spoke first.  “For a minute, we thought you weren’t coming.”

“Sorry,” Lois replied as she lightly elbowed Chloe in the side, “not my fault my cousin’s a bookworm.”

“She’s savin’ you from the books again, huh?” Oliver said before leaning his head forward.  Chloe was seconds from panicking until she realized he only kissed her cheek and backed away with a smile.   “Ready to go?”

“Lead the way,” Chloe said optimistically, because once again, she had no idea where they were going.

But that comment also had consequences, big ones.  Like Lois and Clark taking the lead, leaving Oliver and her alone behind them.  He, with a slight hesitance, put his arm around her shoulder, and Chloe did her best to play along.  So she was going steady or whatever with Oliver in this place, what was so bad about that?  It could be worse.... it could be Lex.

So she relaxed towards his side as they walked down the street together, and soon enough Chloe found herself calming down.  It was always a facet of Oliver, she supposed, as he was one the few who could get her to relax like this.

Feeling a sudden draft as he retracted his arm, Chloe watched as Oliver ran in front of Clark and Lois to hold the door to the soda place open, smiling at Chloe as she entered.

Now this... this she could get used to.  The old-style soda shop, the old-school music, this was liveable, and it only got better as Mr. and Mrs. Kent came out from the back to meet them.  It was nice seeing Jonathan Kent’s smiling face again, as it appeared that this place had no bounds.  Now Chloe was waiting to see her aunt Ella, which reminded Chloe that she hadn’t seen Lucy yet, but she shrugged it off.

“Look, our regular booth is open.” Clark grinned widely as he took Lois’ hand to sit down.

Looking back at Chloe, Oliver held his hand out.  “Shall we?”

Smiling genuinely for the first time since she got here, Chloe accepted it.  “Yeah, let’s go.”

~0~

Their time at the soda place took much longer than half an hour, but Chloe oddly didn’t mind.  In a way, some of it was recon, getting some of the stories out of Lois and Clark.  She tried prodding Oliver, but for some reason, he was oddly quiet.

But after hearing the sharp sound of Lois finishing the last of her milkshake, it was clear that everyone was ready to head out as Clark shuffled out of the booth.  Lois soon followed suit, turning back to the two blondes still in the booth.  “Clark and I have to stop off to see my dad at the general store to pick up decorations for the fall formal.  Do you and Oliver want to come with us?”

Chloe was doing everything to not roll her eyes.  Sam’s General Store? Really?  Clearly someone had a decent sense of humour when they thought of that detail.  But that’s when something clicked.

She was the last person who Chloe saw when she dropped off the thumb drive, and it would explain the presence and absences of certain people.  Parents she could always assume, but siblings and past acquaintances, not so much.  The more Chloe looked around, the more she realized that Zatanna wasn’t done with messing with her yet.

Realizing that everyone was looking at her for an answer, Chloe shrugged, sticking to her initial excuse.  “I should probably head home, Lois.  Get a start on homework.”

“You see Lois?”  Clark said with a chuckle, “That’s why she gets better grades than you.”

“Hey!  You’re supposed to be on my side.”

“See you two later,” Oliver replied, not really wanting to be a part of their squabble. Waiting until the door closed before looking at Chloe, he asked, “You ready to go then?”

“Yeah, I think so.”  She watched as Oliver got out of the booth, gesturing for her to do the same, and he took her hand again, walking her to the door, giving him a chance to hold it for her again.

But as they walked down the street together, Chloe felt her nerves come back.  Figuring out Zatanna was behind this didn’t exactly help matters, because it usually meant doing the last thing Chloe could think of to get out.

“So Lois mentioned something about you having a headache earlier… are you doing okay?”

With her other hand, Chloe ruffled her hair slightly, hoping convincing Oliver would be just as easy as Lois.  “I accidentally knocked my head, nothing a couple hours of sleep won’t cure.”

“Just be careful,” he said, squeezing her hand a little more, “the last thing you want is a concussion.”

That sentence caught Chloe off-guard, as a headache had Lois calling 911, but Oliver seemed relatively calm saying concussion.  But instead of calling him on it, Chloe recognized her home, just barely, but it was enough.  “Home sweet home,” she said, hoping it was enough to get Oliver not to walk her up to her door.

Oliver nodded once before turning his head down the street.  “I know we usually study together, but my parents need my help with something at city hall. Do you mind?”

It was the perfect out, but instead of using it to her advantage, Chloe blurted, “Your parents?” immediately shutting her mouth after saying it.  How could she be so stupid?  She had seen people who were dead in their world here, so how could she doubt that Oliver’s parents could be alive too.  Covering her silliness with a smile, she waved it off as if it was no big deal.  “No, not at all.”

He wasn’t fully looking at her, but when she saw the smirk, Chloe felt a little nervous.  “I knew it,” Oliver finally remarked.

Chloe blinked, not exactly knowing what he knew.  “Knew what?”

He took a couple steps towards her, causing Chloe to take her own step back, but he didn’t back down. “Your definition of reality includes a lot more technology and technicolour.”

His proximity made Chloe nervous, as she could feel his breath on her cheek, but she held her ground, albeit not well.  “I... I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Standing over her, Oliver whispered, “Watchtower ring any bells?”





Part 3

 

Comments

[chlollifan84.livejournal.com]

OMG!!! I love this AU so much!! It's really funny to see them in this strange world. And the ending was perfect. Can't wait to read next chapter!

[serafina19.livejournal.com]

Thanks so much! I love that you're enjoying it as much as I am writing it. As for updating, my week is crazy... but who knows?

[kachica.livejournal.com]

great job, Sera! :D i'm really enjoying this one! Can't wait for the next one!

[serafina19.livejournal.com]

Thanks Keiko! I'm aiming for next weekend for part 3 thanks to a hectic school week, but I'll do my best to get it up soon.

[jediyoda99.livejournal.com]

I love the ending. I was nervous about Ollie at first but after that last part, i knew was playing as well and observing his surroundings. If I were Chloe, I would slap that smirk off his face.lol

[serafina19.livejournal.com]

Thanks! The next part explains Oliver's behaviour, but he'd be lying if he said he didn't enjoy it.

[daydreamer22688.livejournal.com]

Ooooh, definitely getting into this! Can't wait for the next part.

[serafina19.livejournal.com]

Thanks so much! I'm really trying to keep the updates consistent, so with any luck, it'll be up soon.

[tadashee.livejournal.com]

loved the ending! very clever! I am glad that chloe is getting that royal treatment in highschool that she deserved!

[serafina19.livejournal.com]

Chloe's alternate self has some overlaps with her 'real' self as you'll see in later parts, but it's fun seeing Chloe being popular, even if she's not exactly comfortable with it.

Thank you for reading and taking the time to comment!

[lionhearted-21.livejournal.com]

This was awesome! I loved Chloe's inner monologue on this reality and how Oliver didn't let on he was from her reality till the very end!

[serafina19.livejournal.com]

Thanks! I'm glad to hear you're enjoying this.

[pompeypearly-v2.livejournal.com]

i love this so much!

Can't wait to see Chloe's reaction, especially when she realises all those little kisses and touches weren't completely make believe.

i hope you update soon, this AU is fast becoming addictive

[serafina19.livejournal.com]

Awww... I'm glad to hear that.

This fic is 85% written, I'd say more except my computer ate a chapter, which means I have to re-write it, but with any luck it won't be too long before an update.

[greenteam4ever.livejournal.com]

Aaaaww, I'm so happy you've updated! This is going great! I was so upset that Oliver was not, you know, himself n this world, but I was really hoping he was just pretending. And yay! Thank you very much for that :)
He'd really adapted better and more quickly than Chloe. I want to see his parents!
Can't wait for another chapter, hope to hear from you soon! :) :)

[serafina19.livejournal.com]

Oliver's pretty quick on his feet, so I figured that he'd adjust better/quicker to the situation. As for the elder Queens, you'll have to wait a little, but they do make an appearance.

Thanks for the comment!

[kezryan.livejournal.com]

Wow did not see that last part coming!! Thought she was in this solo! More please

[serafina19.livejournal.com]

Nope, Ollie's along for the ride too. Part 3 with any luck will be up on the weekend. Thanks for the comment!

[yhrcmg.livejournal.com]

Finally have my internet back and to find this new story story is awesome!

Zatanna is definitely 1 of 10! Can´t wait to read the next chapter now that Oliver is aware of them being 'different'.

[serafina19.livejournal.com]

I'm really happy to hear that, considering it was your prompt that inspired it. I hope to update soon, but I've been having issues with my internet. Thanks for the comment though.

[fickery.livejournal.com]

Finally catching up with this! And ah, I wondered if Ollie was going to be aware of what was going on or not--glad to see they're going to be facing this as a team. Hard to imagine Chloe coping calmly by herself without technology OR coffee. :)

[serafina19.livejournal.com]

Finally replying to this! (apparently LJ only hates my personal internet connection)

Having Oliver along for the ride just makes it that much more fun, which you'll see once I manage to have internet long enough to post the next part.

[madlenita.livejournal.com]

Thanks for new chapter, so Oliver is with this world, i started doubing (wątpić), i guess he is just good actor...
I can't wait for next chapter!!!!

[serafina19.livejournal.com]

Oliver does have some explaining to do, that's for sure.

Thanks for the comment!

[mystic-ri96.livejournal.com]

ok i'm loving this 50s+ chlollie= happy!
can't wait for the next chapter(:

[serafina19.livejournal.com]

Thanks! I'll try to update soon, but internet's being difficult.

[darklo.livejournal.com]

I love your story, it's very original.
I can't wait to Chloe's reaction, and their fake relationship

[serafina19.livejournal.com]

Thanks so much for the comment! I'd been having some technical difficulties, but they're fixed now, so with any luck, I'll be updating this weekend.