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Clark Kent ([personal profile] stands_for_hope) wrote2015-05-26 08:10 pm

The Double K Farm for At Risk Youth - How it Starts

It had been a hard year for the Kents.

The loss of a father, a husband, had hollowed out mother and son, though thankfully they'd managed to make due on the farm between the both of them. But that was just the financial parts. The farm felt empty without Jonathon Kent, their home felt empty, and Clark...

Clark was so angry with everyone, with everything. It wasn't fair.

He could do so many things, so many things, but he hadn't been able to do anything when his father's heart had given out. He hadn't been able to do anything when Jonathon Kent had dropped dead in a field while Clark was at school. He'd just been there to get pulled into the office, take the phonecall from his mother.

It was doubly hard to go through his days now. Before, there'd been a bit of a barrier between the people who liked to tease him; Jonathon Kent had been respected and folks had looked out for Clark because of it. They still looked for him, but now it was more about sympathy and less of a willingness to put themselves between him and trouble.

That's why he was here. Twelve years old, pushed against a chain link fence, holding onto the fence pole for their sake as much as his own. Anger boiled up inside him, anger enough to make his eyes start to lighten to red, anger enough to make him want to do things he couldn't do, shouldn't do. Because people were mean and cruel and they picked on weakness like a pack of jackals, even if the weakness was feigned.

I can't do it. I can't hurt anyone.

It was like a screen door trying to hold back a tidal wave. He was shaking and his eyes were so hot. He just hoped he could hold on long enough for them to get bored. Long enough for someone to wander by. He just had to hold on.
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[personal profile] longdaysknight 2015-07-01 01:48 am (UTC)(link)
"I work in the mail room," Emin clarified. "That's where I feel most comfortable."

"I work in expediting," Ahdri agreed.

"Mechanical engineering," Neala put in.

Bani grinned. "Public relations."

And that left Meghan giggling. "I work with the kids who are caught in the cases the Foundation steps in on."
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[personal profile] longdaysknight 2015-07-01 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
Michael exhaled, preparing for what was coming next, and just as he thought, it came.

"It's agents like him," Bani said, motioning toward Michael, "who go out and do the difficult things and put their lives on the line to help people."

"Don't remind me," Kitt groaned. "I'll always take a missile for him, but I'd really prefer not to have to."
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[personal profile] longdaysknight 2015-07-01 02:21 am (UTC)(link)
Michael smiled at him proudly, then bent to scoop him up under the arms. He wasn't going to deny the pride in his eyes, and the joy that came from having such a good set of boys that he happened to be partly responsible for. "C'mere, you," he play-grumbled and pulled Clark into a tight hug. "You're a great guy, you know that? Smart head on your shoulders, and your heart absolutely in the right place. Your mom and dad did a great job with you."

He may not have agreed with the fear that Jonathon Kent put into him (at all), but beneath that was a firm grounding and guidance that he hoped he could instill in Mike.

"I'm very, very proud of you, Clark."
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[personal profile] longdaysknight 2015-07-01 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
Michael laughed softly. "Now how about I go make us all up some drinks - frozen lemonade all around? - and Clark can try out his new invisible wings between drinks."
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[personal profile] longdaysknight 2015-07-01 02:35 am (UTC)(link)
"I'll make some up with strawberry and grape, too, if anybody wants..." he teased, and that was all it took for Bucky to run up and jump onto his back, clinging around his shoulders.

"Yes, please," he said, surprisingly polite after the display.
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[personal profile] longdaysknight 2015-07-01 02:47 am (UTC)(link)
He had one arm bracing Bucky and reached down for Steve with the other, scooping them both up. "C'mon, you two can set the picnic table for everybody. It's too nice of a day to spend it inside, not when we've got all this outdoors to enjoy!"

Mike laughed at his father, but took Clark's hand as soon as he was close enough, squeezing it warmly, with a bright smile.

The FLAG agents, though, were just smiling. "What a happy family," Meghan observed a little wistfully.
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[personal profile] longdaysknight 2015-07-01 09:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Michael let Bucky open the door, but then the three of them were inside, getting everything ready for frozen lemonade, Michael making sure to dote on Steve a little - even if he was just grumpy for grumpy's sake.

"Oh, if it's too much trouble..." Meghan started to wave it off, but Bani touched her shoulder and shook their head.

"If Michael wants us to sit with them a while and have lemonade, then we don't have anything more pressing."

"True enough," Neala agreed.
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[personal profile] longdaysknight 2015-07-01 09:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"No," Ahdri said smoothly. "Meghan was just trying to be too polite."

With playful embarrassment, she nodded, ducking her head.
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[personal profile] longdaysknight 2015-07-01 09:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Meghan giggled, a few little sparkles going off near her right ear, but she took Clark's hand. "Thank you."

Bani smiled contentedly, though, taking the offered hand and following along. "We do appreciate all of you taking the time to make us feel welcome here."
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[personal profile] longdaysknight 2015-07-02 05:37 pm (UTC)(link)
"You deserve it," Bani assured him, reaching over with their opposite hand to squeeze Clark's shoulder.
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And Mike wrapped his arms around Clark, giving him a smile. "You did awesome," he murmured, chin on Clark's shoulder.
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[personal profile] secondtry 2015-07-03 04:31 am (UTC)(link)
He stroked Clark's hair, holding him close and smiling. He was so proud - and now, he could even hold on to him. This was great.

Michael, meanwhile, was running ice through the blender while Bucky stretched up to get glasses. "Grape lemonade and strawberry lemonade?"

"Yep," Michael confirmed. "And the regular's almost ready."
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[personal profile] longdaysknight 2015-07-03 03:37 pm (UTC)(link)
It only took a few minutes for three pitchers to be finished, one a sunny yellow, one a warm pink, and the other a rather vivid purple. He handed one to Bucky, letting him carry that and an armload of glasses, and they followed Steve out to the picnic table.

"Here we go, everybody. Lemonade, strawberry lemonade, and grape. Here, Clark, first grape's for you. And first strawberry's for Steve."

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