[For Those on the Sidelines]
“If only the world were perfect, Clark. Like Disneyworld. We could all join hands and sing songs before retiring to the flower meadows for a perfect night of sleep. Or better yet, the world would be so perfect that sleep wouldn’t be needed. We could spend that time knitting blankets and sitting around a campfire.” Sarcasm dripped from his nonexistent fangs like venom and Bart sauntered over to Clark, where he tried not to childishly shove at him (which wouldn’t work on his behalf anyway).
“Who’s winning? Is anyone winning?” If Bart wanted either of them to come out on top it would be Spike, if only because the blonde vampire amused him almost on a daily basis. It could be a difficult thing to do, to amuse Bart and have his respect at the same time. Almost impossible. Spike deserved some kind of award.