Disclaimer: I don't own X-Men or X-Men Evo
Story: Basically written to keep me from complete boredom during the summer. The first few chapters may prove plotless...but I'm doing my best to develop a plot. *hint hint* E-Mailed ideas are badly requested.
Chapter Summary: The first day of summer at the Institute and Brotherhood. ((short, simple, and sweet. What more can you ask for? And don't answer "A longer summary" XP))
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Chapter 1: Wake-Up Calls
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The first day of summer, the blessed first day of sleeping in, of swimming and sun bathing all day, or hanging at the mall. The skies were almost literally the limits for the students of Xavier's. It was 7 a.m., and so far only Kurt had woken early to get dibs on Ororo's famous breakfasts. He had left his image inducer in his room, freedom was his at last. Time for fun and insanity. He quickly devoured the first three plates of chocolate chip pancakes that Ororo graciously provided him with. Of course this was only after he had made them into the Waugner Suicide pancakes by drenching them in maple, strawberry, blueberry, and cinnamon syrups topped off with just a dab of honey. Life was sweet...but sometimes it needed a little help, that's what he liked to think of it as. Finally his stomach was temporarily full and Kurt himself was bored and ready to get summer started. Listening intently, he could hear no other footsteps than Storm's right beside him and Logan's heavy boots thundering down the stairs. He let out a sigh, alarm clock duty again. He looked over to Storm, giving his famous smile that could only be compared to the brightness of a nuclear explosion.
"Danke for 'de vonderful breakfast Storm!"
He chimed in cheerily, glancing over at the doorway to see Logan's drowsy face. Kurt refrained from giving his famous smile to Logan...the adamantium man was not much of a morning person, especially when he had the knowledge that he was now going to have to put up with all Xavier's students 24/7 unless they were scheduled to go home, which most were not. Ororo looked to Kurt and smiled back kindly.
"You are more than welcome Kurt."
The mischief in his eyes made her smirk a little.
"Take it easy on the wake up calls, alright?"
"Oh ja, of course."
Kurt replied dramatically, but pure mischieviousness danced in his eyes. There was no doubt that he enjoyed wake up calls...though few would agree with him. But he had no doubt that some of the new recruits...Bobby and Jamie more than any others...would aid him. He grinned wickedly before bamfing out of the room. Let the summer-time fun begin.
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The room was dark and cold, yet Bobby Drake was perfectly at home in the freezing temperatures. Snuggled under a think layer of blankets, he thought nothing of it. For one night, he had a dreamless sleep and was enjoying every minute of it. Then a 'bamf' sound entered his thoughts, a blue fuzzy elf as well...then he noticed the smell of sulfur caught in the chilled air. He sat straight up as if he had been awake for hours, smirking brightly. He glanced over at his clock. Breakfast had only occupied Kurt for a grand total of 45 minutes, the clock nearly read 8 a.m.
"Wake up calls so late today, Kurt?"
He asked sarcastically. Kurt replied with a wicked smirk.
"Ja, it's the first day of summer! Ve must make some sacrifices to 'ow long we eat when vake up calls avait! Now come on...ve still 'ave to get Jamie."
Bobby nodded.
"I'll meet you in the hall in front of his door in five."
Kurt nodded, teleporting out of Bobby's room and into Jamie's. Bobby jumped out of bed, racing over to his dresser and pulling out his usual outfit before starting to get dressed. All the while he was still smirking widely, summer would officially begin at no later than 10 a.m., the three of them would see to that.
Kurt found himself in the near abyss darkness of Jamie's room, and had to stop for a minute to try and figure out if he was even in the right place. He took a few cautious steps forward, holding his hands out in front of him and searching for a lamp or the curtains, anything light giving. Finally he stumbled upon the curtain and pulled in back, looking around to discover Jamie hopelessly tangled in the sheets. He laughed a little, walking over and tapping Jamie on the shoulder. Jamie jumped up, but was quickly pulled back down by his restraints. He blinked in the light for a moment before his eyes finally registered Kurt's face. Without another word he was smirking like a mad man, tearing himself free from the sheets and jumping out of bed.
"Bobby and I vill be vaiting outside your door, zee you in five!"
And Kurt was gone in a puff of smoke and sulfur. Jamie nodded violently anyway, racing to get ready.
Bobby raced down the hall, looking at his watch. He was supposed to be in front of Jamie's room right that moment...man. He was almost there, running at full speed, when he nearly ran into Kurt as he teleported from inside Jamie's room. Jumping backwards to avoid a collision, Bobby stumbled a little before feeling a two-fingers hand catch his wrist.
"SHHH!"
Kurt hissed at him.
"Ve don't vant to vake everyone up before ve even start the traditional vake up call, now do ve?"
Bobby gave an apologenic half smile, standing back up. Kurt smirked back mischieviously, both their attention was caught by Jamie's door squeaking open. The youngest recruit bounded over to them hardly able to contain his excitement. Both huddled around Kurt, their unofficial leader in the wake-up call.
"Ok men, now, 'ere is vhat ve are going to do..."
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The silence of morning was the only time that Kitty found complete peace. She had stayed in the same place as when she had fallen asleep, hand resting on the phone after she had hung up and Lance's number scrawled onto a little piece of paper clutched tenderly in her other hand. By the time she had finally gotten off the phone with Lance, her eyes were too dry to see the exact time and she had drifted off to the welcoming arms of sleep. But from where she was in her dreams she was pretty sure that she had only been asleep 5 hours at best.
In the main dorm hallway, Kurt and his small team stood at the top of the stairs, staring down the long row of doorways.
"Alright now, just like ve planned. Ready?"
Bobby nodded, ready to elbow Jamie as hard as he could. Kurt was standing on the other side of the boy, ready to do the same.
"Alright zen....GO!"
Both elbowed Jamie at the same time, sending his temporary multiples shooting down the hall. All the multiples equaled about 25. Kurt smirked wildly, giving a nod to start the next part. He grabbed hold of Bobby's wrist, teleporting them up into the air ducts.
"Remember....don't move from 'is spot, or you'll get stuck up 'ere for a while."
Kurt reminded him. Bobby nodded as Kurt smirked and teleported back down to where Jamie and his multiples stood waiting in front of every door in the hallway...more than one for the more difficult people to wake up such as Rogue. Kurt gave him a double thumbs up, jumping up and tapping three times on one of the vents. Then he was gone. Bobby heard his signal, and began creating an icy mist that flowed down into each room, easily dropping the temperature down close to 19 degrees. Jamie's multiples waited outside the rooms until he could feel the cold air radiating from under the doors before he started they all started pounding on the doors like mad. Wide, wicked smirks were on each multiples face when the first scream was heard from inside the first room.
Kurt appeared in Jean's room first. She had huddled up under her blankets in the smallest ball she could possible achieve. He held back his laughter when he pounced on the foot of her bed , making the loose ends of the blankets fan up and letting in the cold air to her warm, self-created sanctuary. She yelped, jumping up and in doing so also pulled the mass of blankets as tightly around her as possible. She gave Kurt a fierce look, lifting him up into the air.
"Kurt!"
She screeched, tossing him towards the door.
"You maniac! Get out!"
"Happy first day of summer vacation to you as well, Jean!"
Kurt cackled before teleporting over to the next room. This time it was Evan's room he had invaded. Evan was nothing more than a lump under a mountain of blankets, but the quivering gave him away that he was no longer asleep. Kurt smirked, jumping to the ceiling, grabbing onto the hanging light with his tail and hanging above Evan. He reached down, yanking the covers off and nearly getting impaled by a spike in the process.
"Dude! It's freezing! Give those back!"
Evan shouted, only in a white muscle shirt and a pair of black boxers with white and gold flames on them. He leapt up at him; Kurt dropped the blankets and teleported to the next room.
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All the banging outside her door and cold air failed to wake Kitty up immediately. Her hand that rested on the phone recoiled under the blankets, but she drug the phone with her. It was only when her bed shifted a little that she woke up. She looked through the disappearing darkness to see two yellow eyes and a blindingly white smirk at the foot of her bed. Kurt, no one else could possibly be such a lunatic at 8 in the morning.
"Like, what do you want fuzzy?"
Kitty yawned, not bothering to even sit up. Kurt sat down, making it a point to fall more than sit. Kitty bounced a little with the springs, but only gave a soft growl.
"Kurt, this is like...so unfair! Can't you do this another day?"
The smirk only widened.
"Vhat's vrong mien katzchen? Not vant to get up and enjoy 'de first day of summer?"
Kitty gave him a cold, heartless stare.
"Kurt! It's freezing in here! I, like, just want to hibernate, ok?"
"Fine, fine. But you can expect a vorse vake-up call tomorrow if you don't get up."
"Like, I don't care. Just go away!"
Kurt gave her a hurt look, but teleported from her room.
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From downstairs, Logan and Storm were looking up at the ceiling, listening to Kurt's 'wake-up call service'. Storm had an amused smile on her face, Kurt always got more inventive and recruited more helpers as the weekends and summers came. But Logan didn't look so happy.
"I'm not saving blue boys butt from them this time. He and his minions are on their own."
Ororo glanced over at Logan, but her smile only brightened.
"That, Logan, is what you said last time...though I seem to remember a certain someone breaking down a wall because the students had messed with Kurt's concentration too much and he teleported inside a wall…"
Logan gave a low growl, though it lacked his usual gruff tone when given to Ororo. She was right, of course, so no need to put up a full-fledged battle of wills.
"That was different, he didn't know where he was and besides, he was wrecking the electrical wires with that taila his."
Logan did have to smirk though, remembering the fro Kurt had gotten from the mild shocks of the disturbed electrical wires. His thoughts were cut short when Jean, Scott, and the newer recruits filed downstairs dressed in sweaters and sweatpants, some even with heavy winter coats on. Logan and Storm both gave them puzzled looks.
"What on earth is going on?"
Ororo finally asked. It was almost 90 degrees outside, certainly no weather for long sleeves and pants…especially not meant for winter coats. Jean sent a cold glare to them both.
"Kurt and his stupid wake-up call service, what else?"
"Yes, but,"
Ororo began, but Scott stopped her.
"Kurt 'ported Bobby up in the air ducts somewhere...the little maniacs freezing us out!"
"All except Kitty and Rogue."
Jubilee added in. Jean nodded and sighed.
"They are too afraid to go wake Rogue up because she's already ticked about it being so cold. No one knows what's up with Kitty."
Storm gave a gracious smile, and side stepped, revealing platefuls of steaming hot chocolate chip pancakes.
"Well then, you will be glad to eat a hot breakfast at least."
The younger recruits darted past Jean and Scott, grabbing a plate each and going back to the table and the Rec Room. Storm watched them go and handed Jean and Scott their plates.
"Don't be too hard on the three of them. You know how they can be."
"Yeah...I know..."
Scott grumbled, but had to smile a little when handed his plate. Nothing, probably not even Kurt, could ruin a pancake breakfast.
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Within the drab confines of the Brotherhood house, all was seemingly quiet. Wanda had made it clear that waking her up before at least noon was an instant death sentence before slamming her door shut and locking it. Todd, determined to keep her demand enforced, sat outside the closed door. Though through the night he had fallen asleep, and was now leaning back against the door. Fred had been up for nearly an hour or more, making himself breakfast. Pietro had fallen asleep on the couch after too much high-speed channel surfing. Lance was up in his room, the phone cradle had become his pillow, the phone itself was still held beside his ear, beeping softly from where he couldn't bring himself to hang up even after Kitty had said goodnight.
A small explosion from the kitchen jolted Pietro awake. Wearily he glared in Fred's general direction.
"What the hell are you doing!?"
"Makin' breakfast!"
Fred shouted back. Pietro placed a free hand over his face and shook his head. He needed no further explanation than 'makin breakfast'. Fred was a hazard to any kitchen, that was for sure.
"What did you blow up this time?"
"...Er, the...microwave."
"WHAT!?"
"It looked big enough to hold everything..."
Pietro cringed, new microwaves were expensive. He made a mental note to tell Toad to pick up the payoff level of his pick pocketing. Funds didn't come from the sky, and Daddy Mags was as hard to find as Mystique. He glanced over at the stairway to see Toad giving him the cut off sign, his eyes wide and fearful. Pietro smirked.
"I don't have anything to worry about Toad...you know she'll just blame it on you anyway."
"Exactly!"
Todd hissed.
"Just cool it with the explosions!'
"You need to talk to Fred about that, not me."
Pietro growled. Todd glanced into the kitchen at the charred mess that Fred was trying to pry free from the microwave. He shook his head, not even bothering to say anything, and walked slowly back upstairs.
The explosion failed to even stir Lance, who was too far away in his dream to even be aware of anything in the real world anymore. But the yelling did wake him up. He suddenly noticed his ear ringing in time with the beeping of the phone, and promptly put it back on the cradle. He sat up, looking around as if for a moment he didn't remember where he was. When he caught sigh of Toad walking past his room to return to guard Wanda's door. He shook his head as if just seeing Todd had been a bad dream. He turned away from the phone and lay back down on his bed, pulled one of the blankets over his head as a silent warning and went back to sleep.
Todd crept back to Wanda's door to find that it was slightly open. He cautiously took a few more steps forward, then stopped. Just a large enough band of light failed to illuminate her outline under the covers. Todd began to turn around to race back downstairs for safety, but Wanda was right behind him.
"Hello, frog-boy."
She snarled in a malice filled tone. Todd gulped, backing up with his hands out in front of him.
"Yo...Wanda...it wasn't my fault. I...I told 'em to shut up, but..."
"Well now its your turn to shut up..permanently!"
Wanda shot a hex bolt at him, but he had been waiting for it and leapt nimbly out of the way...though hit the stairs wrong and tumbled down to the ground floor. He recovered from his impossible heap as quickly as possible, jumping away into the kitchen. Wanda didn't bother to follow him, instead she slipped back in her room, put on her Theory of a Dead Man cd and went back to sleep. Toad remained clinging to the ceiling, right under Wanda's room so that he knew she wouldn't try and hit him with her hex bolt again. From upstairs, the noise again stirred Lance in his sleep, and he made the very foundation of the house quake for a minute, then stopped and listened. All was silent, good. With that accomplished he tried to allow sleep to wash over him a third time, yet fate was against him and the phone rang. He snatched it up, growling irratably into the mouth piece.
"Hello..."
"Sounds like your morning has been as 'wonderful' as mine..."
Kitty's voice grumbled back. Lance couldn't help but smirk a little.
"Yeah. The official beginnings of summer. What fun..."
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Authors Note: Well, there you have it, the first chapter. It's not the greatest, but then a lot of thngs I write are the same way, so I'm used to it. When I have time too add more detail, I will have it posted in my bio when I update this chapter. Chapter 2 should be internet bound sometime at the end of next week. I warn you now, it is short because it isn't a chapter that holds a lot of plot with it. Just be warned. Constructive criticism is welcome. I need a better title and future chapter ideas too!
Translations:
Danke- Thank You
Ja- Yes
mien katzchen- My Kitten ((which could also be Kitty, I guess.))
Story: Basically written to keep me from complete boredom during the summer. The first few chapters may prove plotless...but I'm doing my best to develop a plot. *hint hint* E-Mailed ideas are badly requested.
Chapter Summary: The first day of summer at the Institute and Brotherhood. ((short, simple, and sweet. What more can you ask for? And don't answer "A longer summary" XP))
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Chapter 1: Wake-Up Calls
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The first day of summer, the blessed first day of sleeping in, of swimming and sun bathing all day, or hanging at the mall. The skies were almost literally the limits for the students of Xavier's. It was 7 a.m., and so far only Kurt had woken early to get dibs on Ororo's famous breakfasts. He had left his image inducer in his room, freedom was his at last. Time for fun and insanity. He quickly devoured the first three plates of chocolate chip pancakes that Ororo graciously provided him with. Of course this was only after he had made them into the Waugner Suicide pancakes by drenching them in maple, strawberry, blueberry, and cinnamon syrups topped off with just a dab of honey. Life was sweet...but sometimes it needed a little help, that's what he liked to think of it as. Finally his stomach was temporarily full and Kurt himself was bored and ready to get summer started. Listening intently, he could hear no other footsteps than Storm's right beside him and Logan's heavy boots thundering down the stairs. He let out a sigh, alarm clock duty again. He looked over to Storm, giving his famous smile that could only be compared to the brightness of a nuclear explosion.
"Danke for 'de vonderful breakfast Storm!"
He chimed in cheerily, glancing over at the doorway to see Logan's drowsy face. Kurt refrained from giving his famous smile to Logan...the adamantium man was not much of a morning person, especially when he had the knowledge that he was now going to have to put up with all Xavier's students 24/7 unless they were scheduled to go home, which most were not. Ororo looked to Kurt and smiled back kindly.
"You are more than welcome Kurt."
The mischief in his eyes made her smirk a little.
"Take it easy on the wake up calls, alright?"
"Oh ja, of course."
Kurt replied dramatically, but pure mischieviousness danced in his eyes. There was no doubt that he enjoyed wake up calls...though few would agree with him. But he had no doubt that some of the new recruits...Bobby and Jamie more than any others...would aid him. He grinned wickedly before bamfing out of the room. Let the summer-time fun begin.
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The room was dark and cold, yet Bobby Drake was perfectly at home in the freezing temperatures. Snuggled under a think layer of blankets, he thought nothing of it. For one night, he had a dreamless sleep and was enjoying every minute of it. Then a 'bamf' sound entered his thoughts, a blue fuzzy elf as well...then he noticed the smell of sulfur caught in the chilled air. He sat straight up as if he had been awake for hours, smirking brightly. He glanced over at his clock. Breakfast had only occupied Kurt for a grand total of 45 minutes, the clock nearly read 8 a.m.
"Wake up calls so late today, Kurt?"
He asked sarcastically. Kurt replied with a wicked smirk.
"Ja, it's the first day of summer! Ve must make some sacrifices to 'ow long we eat when vake up calls avait! Now come on...ve still 'ave to get Jamie."
Bobby nodded.
"I'll meet you in the hall in front of his door in five."
Kurt nodded, teleporting out of Bobby's room and into Jamie's. Bobby jumped out of bed, racing over to his dresser and pulling out his usual outfit before starting to get dressed. All the while he was still smirking widely, summer would officially begin at no later than 10 a.m., the three of them would see to that.
Kurt found himself in the near abyss darkness of Jamie's room, and had to stop for a minute to try and figure out if he was even in the right place. He took a few cautious steps forward, holding his hands out in front of him and searching for a lamp or the curtains, anything light giving. Finally he stumbled upon the curtain and pulled in back, looking around to discover Jamie hopelessly tangled in the sheets. He laughed a little, walking over and tapping Jamie on the shoulder. Jamie jumped up, but was quickly pulled back down by his restraints. He blinked in the light for a moment before his eyes finally registered Kurt's face. Without another word he was smirking like a mad man, tearing himself free from the sheets and jumping out of bed.
"Bobby and I vill be vaiting outside your door, zee you in five!"
And Kurt was gone in a puff of smoke and sulfur. Jamie nodded violently anyway, racing to get ready.
Bobby raced down the hall, looking at his watch. He was supposed to be in front of Jamie's room right that moment...man. He was almost there, running at full speed, when he nearly ran into Kurt as he teleported from inside Jamie's room. Jumping backwards to avoid a collision, Bobby stumbled a little before feeling a two-fingers hand catch his wrist.
"SHHH!"
Kurt hissed at him.
"Ve don't vant to vake everyone up before ve even start the traditional vake up call, now do ve?"
Bobby gave an apologenic half smile, standing back up. Kurt smirked back mischieviously, both their attention was caught by Jamie's door squeaking open. The youngest recruit bounded over to them hardly able to contain his excitement. Both huddled around Kurt, their unofficial leader in the wake-up call.
"Ok men, now, 'ere is vhat ve are going to do..."
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The silence of morning was the only time that Kitty found complete peace. She had stayed in the same place as when she had fallen asleep, hand resting on the phone after she had hung up and Lance's number scrawled onto a little piece of paper clutched tenderly in her other hand. By the time she had finally gotten off the phone with Lance, her eyes were too dry to see the exact time and she had drifted off to the welcoming arms of sleep. But from where she was in her dreams she was pretty sure that she had only been asleep 5 hours at best.
In the main dorm hallway, Kurt and his small team stood at the top of the stairs, staring down the long row of doorways.
"Alright now, just like ve planned. Ready?"
Bobby nodded, ready to elbow Jamie as hard as he could. Kurt was standing on the other side of the boy, ready to do the same.
"Alright zen....GO!"
Both elbowed Jamie at the same time, sending his temporary multiples shooting down the hall. All the multiples equaled about 25. Kurt smirked wildly, giving a nod to start the next part. He grabbed hold of Bobby's wrist, teleporting them up into the air ducts.
"Remember....don't move from 'is spot, or you'll get stuck up 'ere for a while."
Kurt reminded him. Bobby nodded as Kurt smirked and teleported back down to where Jamie and his multiples stood waiting in front of every door in the hallway...more than one for the more difficult people to wake up such as Rogue. Kurt gave him a double thumbs up, jumping up and tapping three times on one of the vents. Then he was gone. Bobby heard his signal, and began creating an icy mist that flowed down into each room, easily dropping the temperature down close to 19 degrees. Jamie's multiples waited outside the rooms until he could feel the cold air radiating from under the doors before he started they all started pounding on the doors like mad. Wide, wicked smirks were on each multiples face when the first scream was heard from inside the first room.
Kurt appeared in Jean's room first. She had huddled up under her blankets in the smallest ball she could possible achieve. He held back his laughter when he pounced on the foot of her bed , making the loose ends of the blankets fan up and letting in the cold air to her warm, self-created sanctuary. She yelped, jumping up and in doing so also pulled the mass of blankets as tightly around her as possible. She gave Kurt a fierce look, lifting him up into the air.
"Kurt!"
She screeched, tossing him towards the door.
"You maniac! Get out!"
"Happy first day of summer vacation to you as well, Jean!"
Kurt cackled before teleporting over to the next room. This time it was Evan's room he had invaded. Evan was nothing more than a lump under a mountain of blankets, but the quivering gave him away that he was no longer asleep. Kurt smirked, jumping to the ceiling, grabbing onto the hanging light with his tail and hanging above Evan. He reached down, yanking the covers off and nearly getting impaled by a spike in the process.
"Dude! It's freezing! Give those back!"
Evan shouted, only in a white muscle shirt and a pair of black boxers with white and gold flames on them. He leapt up at him; Kurt dropped the blankets and teleported to the next room.
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All the banging outside her door and cold air failed to wake Kitty up immediately. Her hand that rested on the phone recoiled under the blankets, but she drug the phone with her. It was only when her bed shifted a little that she woke up. She looked through the disappearing darkness to see two yellow eyes and a blindingly white smirk at the foot of her bed. Kurt, no one else could possibly be such a lunatic at 8 in the morning.
"Like, what do you want fuzzy?"
Kitty yawned, not bothering to even sit up. Kurt sat down, making it a point to fall more than sit. Kitty bounced a little with the springs, but only gave a soft growl.
"Kurt, this is like...so unfair! Can't you do this another day?"
The smirk only widened.
"Vhat's vrong mien katzchen? Not vant to get up and enjoy 'de first day of summer?"
Kitty gave him a cold, heartless stare.
"Kurt! It's freezing in here! I, like, just want to hibernate, ok?"
"Fine, fine. But you can expect a vorse vake-up call tomorrow if you don't get up."
"Like, I don't care. Just go away!"
Kurt gave her a hurt look, but teleported from her room.
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From downstairs, Logan and Storm were looking up at the ceiling, listening to Kurt's 'wake-up call service'. Storm had an amused smile on her face, Kurt always got more inventive and recruited more helpers as the weekends and summers came. But Logan didn't look so happy.
"I'm not saving blue boys butt from them this time. He and his minions are on their own."
Ororo glanced over at Logan, but her smile only brightened.
"That, Logan, is what you said last time...though I seem to remember a certain someone breaking down a wall because the students had messed with Kurt's concentration too much and he teleported inside a wall…"
Logan gave a low growl, though it lacked his usual gruff tone when given to Ororo. She was right, of course, so no need to put up a full-fledged battle of wills.
"That was different, he didn't know where he was and besides, he was wrecking the electrical wires with that taila his."
Logan did have to smirk though, remembering the fro Kurt had gotten from the mild shocks of the disturbed electrical wires. His thoughts were cut short when Jean, Scott, and the newer recruits filed downstairs dressed in sweaters and sweatpants, some even with heavy winter coats on. Logan and Storm both gave them puzzled looks.
"What on earth is going on?"
Ororo finally asked. It was almost 90 degrees outside, certainly no weather for long sleeves and pants…especially not meant for winter coats. Jean sent a cold glare to them both.
"Kurt and his stupid wake-up call service, what else?"
"Yes, but,"
Ororo began, but Scott stopped her.
"Kurt 'ported Bobby up in the air ducts somewhere...the little maniacs freezing us out!"
"All except Kitty and Rogue."
Jubilee added in. Jean nodded and sighed.
"They are too afraid to go wake Rogue up because she's already ticked about it being so cold. No one knows what's up with Kitty."
Storm gave a gracious smile, and side stepped, revealing platefuls of steaming hot chocolate chip pancakes.
"Well then, you will be glad to eat a hot breakfast at least."
The younger recruits darted past Jean and Scott, grabbing a plate each and going back to the table and the Rec Room. Storm watched them go and handed Jean and Scott their plates.
"Don't be too hard on the three of them. You know how they can be."
"Yeah...I know..."
Scott grumbled, but had to smile a little when handed his plate. Nothing, probably not even Kurt, could ruin a pancake breakfast.
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Within the drab confines of the Brotherhood house, all was seemingly quiet. Wanda had made it clear that waking her up before at least noon was an instant death sentence before slamming her door shut and locking it. Todd, determined to keep her demand enforced, sat outside the closed door. Though through the night he had fallen asleep, and was now leaning back against the door. Fred had been up for nearly an hour or more, making himself breakfast. Pietro had fallen asleep on the couch after too much high-speed channel surfing. Lance was up in his room, the phone cradle had become his pillow, the phone itself was still held beside his ear, beeping softly from where he couldn't bring himself to hang up even after Kitty had said goodnight.
A small explosion from the kitchen jolted Pietro awake. Wearily he glared in Fred's general direction.
"What the hell are you doing!?"
"Makin' breakfast!"
Fred shouted back. Pietro placed a free hand over his face and shook his head. He needed no further explanation than 'makin breakfast'. Fred was a hazard to any kitchen, that was for sure.
"What did you blow up this time?"
"...Er, the...microwave."
"WHAT!?"
"It looked big enough to hold everything..."
Pietro cringed, new microwaves were expensive. He made a mental note to tell Toad to pick up the payoff level of his pick pocketing. Funds didn't come from the sky, and Daddy Mags was as hard to find as Mystique. He glanced over at the stairway to see Toad giving him the cut off sign, his eyes wide and fearful. Pietro smirked.
"I don't have anything to worry about Toad...you know she'll just blame it on you anyway."
"Exactly!"
Todd hissed.
"Just cool it with the explosions!'
"You need to talk to Fred about that, not me."
Pietro growled. Todd glanced into the kitchen at the charred mess that Fred was trying to pry free from the microwave. He shook his head, not even bothering to say anything, and walked slowly back upstairs.
The explosion failed to even stir Lance, who was too far away in his dream to even be aware of anything in the real world anymore. But the yelling did wake him up. He suddenly noticed his ear ringing in time with the beeping of the phone, and promptly put it back on the cradle. He sat up, looking around as if for a moment he didn't remember where he was. When he caught sigh of Toad walking past his room to return to guard Wanda's door. He shook his head as if just seeing Todd had been a bad dream. He turned away from the phone and lay back down on his bed, pulled one of the blankets over his head as a silent warning and went back to sleep.
Todd crept back to Wanda's door to find that it was slightly open. He cautiously took a few more steps forward, then stopped. Just a large enough band of light failed to illuminate her outline under the covers. Todd began to turn around to race back downstairs for safety, but Wanda was right behind him.
"Hello, frog-boy."
She snarled in a malice filled tone. Todd gulped, backing up with his hands out in front of him.
"Yo...Wanda...it wasn't my fault. I...I told 'em to shut up, but..."
"Well now its your turn to shut up..permanently!"
Wanda shot a hex bolt at him, but he had been waiting for it and leapt nimbly out of the way...though hit the stairs wrong and tumbled down to the ground floor. He recovered from his impossible heap as quickly as possible, jumping away into the kitchen. Wanda didn't bother to follow him, instead she slipped back in her room, put on her Theory of a Dead Man cd and went back to sleep. Toad remained clinging to the ceiling, right under Wanda's room so that he knew she wouldn't try and hit him with her hex bolt again. From upstairs, the noise again stirred Lance in his sleep, and he made the very foundation of the house quake for a minute, then stopped and listened. All was silent, good. With that accomplished he tried to allow sleep to wash over him a third time, yet fate was against him and the phone rang. He snatched it up, growling irratably into the mouth piece.
"Hello..."
"Sounds like your morning has been as 'wonderful' as mine..."
Kitty's voice grumbled back. Lance couldn't help but smirk a little.
"Yeah. The official beginnings of summer. What fun..."
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Authors Note: Well, there you have it, the first chapter. It's not the greatest, but then a lot of thngs I write are the same way, so I'm used to it. When I have time too add more detail, I will have it posted in my bio when I update this chapter. Chapter 2 should be internet bound sometime at the end of next week. I warn you now, it is short because it isn't a chapter that holds a lot of plot with it. Just be warned. Constructive criticism is welcome. I need a better title and future chapter ideas too!
Translations:
Danke- Thank You
Ja- Yes
mien katzchen- My Kitten ((which could also be Kitty, I guess.))