The first time Lex came home and found dog poop in his Italian loafers, he immediately called a dog trainer.

And a dog psychologist, although Clark assured him it wasn't necessary.

After several weeks of obedience training and Churchill was nowhere near obeying the "sit" command, Lex fired the trainer and locked himself in his study.

When he came out, Clark and Churchill were in the living room, and Clark's eyes were beaming as he pointed to Churchill and said firmly, "Sit." Churchill promptly plopped his little butt on the floor, tail wagging happily.

Lex accused Clark of trying to steal his dog and ranted for ten minutes about how Churchill loved Clark more than him.

Clark offered a blowjob.

Lex glared at him, but later let Clark fuck him senseless.

After that, Lex insisted on taking Churchill for walks, and Clark never ceased to be amused by the sight of Lex and Churchill strolling down the sidewalk, Churchill sniffing at every flower in his path, and Lex carrying a purple plastic bag.

Lex insisted the initials 'C.L.' printed in white on the side of the bags were just the manufacturer's logo.

***

One day when Clark came home, there were carpenters and decorators in the penthouse. When he asked Lex what room was being re-done, Lex just looked at him as if it were the dumbest question he'd ever heard.

When Clark saw the finished room, he knew better than to complain that Churchill's bedroom was better decorated than theirs.

Clark had, however, protested when Churchill's toothbrush showed up next to his in the bathroom. Lex waved him off, explaining patiently that there was no way a silver-plated, diamond encrusted toothbrush of Churchill's was going to reside under the sink.

***

Just last week, they went out to Smallville to the farm. It took more time to negotiate the trip than Lex's last million-dollar business deal. When Lex was satisfied that Jonathan would be locking up the cows so that they couldn't, as he put it, 'trample upon Churchill', he acquiesced.

Later that day, Clark was with his parents in the kitchen, and when he looked out the window, Lex was running through the sprinklers with Churchill. Martha wisely said nothing, but smiled knowingly when Lex stopped to help Churchill over a rock that his little pug legs were too short to jump.

Jonathan had to turn away and cover his mouth with the back of his hand when Lex began rolling on the ground wrestling with Churchill. He sputtered that there was something he had to do upstairs, and left with his shoulders shaking.

Not that Lex would ever admit to any of this, of course.

***

Right now they're getting ready for Halloween. Clark's excited because it's his first adult dress up party. Lex still isn't ready though, and it's making Clark a little nervous.

He's already been back to the bedroom twice, and knocked on the closed door, but Lex keeps telling him not to come in, he'll ruin the surprise, and don't even try that X-ray vision because Lex'll *know* if he has.

When Lex finally emerges, Churchill is trailing along behind him. Lex picks up the leash and looks over his shoulder and asks Clark if he's ready to go.

Clark just grins and reaches down to pet Churchill.

He decides he'll wait till after the party to ask just where exactly Lex managed to find a Warrior Angel costume in Churchill's size.