Isn't it amazing what some idiots tell kids? But I can understand the freak out moment. Back when I was a kid I was terrified of mice (we had a house next to an empty property full of long grass, so there were a lot of them) and of course one got in the house. I was climbing the walls trying to get away from it, then it climbed up my brother's pants. You should have seen him dancing around trying to get it out. Your story just reminded me of that memory, but I loved innocent Clark, and Saint Lex to the rescue. This is why I love your fics.