singing this forever

Supercorp AU #2

I really, I mean REALLY, love Phantom of the Opera, so why not have a Supercorp Opera AU? (Note: I twisted quite a few details. Lena doesn’t even write music or sing in this AU.)

  • Lena Luthor is obviously Phantom, and Kara is Christine. Cat Grant owns the Opera, no one can convince otherwise. James helps her run it. I guess this means Eliza is Madame Giry, and Alex is Meg? Also, Maxwell Lord can go on and be the over-dramatic annoying diva he is by being the star of the opera house. 
  • So Lena runs away from her manipulative aristocratic family at age 16. She ends up in Paris, where she meets Cat Grant. Cat takes her in, and is delighted to find that Lena is one hell of an amazing property master and engineer. 
  • Lena, being her geeky and artistic self, rarely comes out of the shadow. She just really likes working in the basement, okay? No one dares go down to the basement ‘cause let’s face it, no one really wants to listen to Lena the Queen of Prop talk about the eight different styles of trap doors. (”Do you know the difference between a grave trap and a cauldron trap-” “For the love of God, Miss Luthor, I DON’T CARE !”)
  • Then comes orphaned ray of sunshine, Kara Zor-El. The ballet instructor, Eliza Danvers, adopts her, so she’s mostly known as Kara Danvers. 
  • Kara is a few years younger than Lena. (I’m not buying the “Kara is three years older than Lena” crap lol.) Kara and Lena only sees each other for like maybe twice ‘cause Lena basically lives in the basement. 
  • A few years later, Kara moves into the room directly above Lena’s Chamber of Props. Lena, by then, is widely known as the Phantom. Mainly because no one should be that good with stage sets and trap doors. (Not to mention how she can move around on stage without making a damn sound.) (James the stage manager is forever perplexed.) 
  • Little does everyone know, Kara is secretly a brilliant singer. She practices a lot in her room. Which is right above Lena’s room. Which distracts Lena. A lot.
  • Lena, determined that the rest of Paris should also enjoy Kara’s sweet voice, leaves a bunch of notes on Cat’s desk. Cat’s not amused, but it doesn’t stop Lena from writing more notes. James notices, occasionally, there are tiny hearts doodled on the margins of those notes.
  • James later persuades Cat to let Kara try an aria, but Maxwell freaking Lord wants the entire stage to himself. (”I am the star, and she’s a ballerina, Cat.”)
  • So Lena f*cks up half of Lord’s costumes, and accidentally opens the trap door while he’s standing on it. Four bruised ribs and one heck of a humiliation later, he relents. Kara gets to sing on stage. Cat’s very impressed. Alex is proud. Lena is…crushing really hard on Little Danvers.
  • Kara starts getting bigger parts in various plays. Everyone notices how the stage looks so much fancier when Kara is in it. Someone has to forcefully stop Lena from gilding the entire set in gold. Another stops Lena from building a humongous chandelier. (”But the one we have is not pretty enough!” “LENA LUTHOR, KARA IS SINGING ONE ARIA AND ONE ARIA ONLY. CALM YOUR GAY ASS DOWN!”)
  • Lena and Kara eventually start dating. Kara becomes the star songstress, and Lena still needs to stopped from time to time so she doesn’t get overly inspired and creates something far too extravagant.
  • Oh, where is Mon-el, you ask? He was the annoying stagehand who always tried to get into the ballerinas’ pants. Was, you ask? Yeah, Cat Grant freaking kicked his misogynistic ass out on the street after he hit on Kara. He was lucky Cat got to him first ‘cause Lena Luthor was gonna hang his sorry ass from the catwalk. 

BONUS:

“Morning, Alex <3″
“You know I moved into your old room after you moved to the basement to live with Lena, right?”
“Yeah, why?”
“My room is directly above where you live.”
“Yeah? Oh…..OH!”
“I HAD TO LISTEN TO THAT MUSIC OF THE NIGHT ALL NIGHT LONG WHILE TRYING REALLY HARD NOT TO THROW UP! NEXT TIME AT LEAST GIVE ME HEADS-UP!”

“Miss Luthor, I thought we were clear on the “no gilding” part!”
“Noooo, you said I couldn’t gild them in gold, so I used silver instead :D”
“You’re one giant useless lesbian, you know that?”
“But I’m Kara’s giant useless lesbian though ;)”
*collective groan from everyone in the opera house*
*Kara turns into a friggin tomato* “Aww, babe <3″
*collectively groan louder*

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.
Move on, leave, run away, escape this place… but don’t forget about me, about us, about this town. Always remember where you come from so you can appreciate how far you’ve come.
—  c.j.n.