PEACE ON EARTH

A Christmas story

This story isn't really set at any particular time, just an idea I had whilst listening to all the cheesy Christmas songs my Mum insists on playing this time of year!

And to let you know this story seems to be based more along the lines of the cartoon show than the movie in that I've included Gambit and Jubilee.

PROLOGUE

The old man sat by the warm fire smiling to himself. His grey hair falling gently into his eyes, and the dancing flames reflected in the red sunglasses he wore, even indoors, and even as the dark skies were speckled with the first falling snow of the year. He took a deep sigh enjoying the subtle silence he had been gifted with for a few precious moments whilst his wife had taken the grandchildren out to play in the snow.

The cosy main room had been decorated up with the usual Christmas tree and shiny stars that hung from the ceiling. Over the door a single sprig of mistletoe hung and the old man smiled as he thought of how many times he'd managed to catch his sweetheart underneath. Even time had not been able to come between them. Even as her once red hair had slowly turned into soft silver, and her once smooth skin, wrinkled slightly, he still loved her. He still saw that fire-like spark that remained lingering in her eye.

Suddenly his soft comfort was shattered and replaced by an even more beautiful sight. Two young children ran into the room closely followed by a third who was flying. The boy and the girl ran up to him laughing. "Granddad!" They shouted. The man smiled as his lifted them to his lap. The third and last little girl landed softly on his shoulders. He didn't mind. Her mutation meant she weighed very little, if anything at all. She smiled and the man looked up as his wife entered and put wet coats and shoes by the fire. He admired her a moment as her face was lit with the red glow before the young boy on his lap managed to capture his attention.

"It was lovely Granddad!" he said excitedly. "All the human children were allowed to play with us this year!" The man smiled again. The truce had only been made a few months ago. Finally humans and mutants could live peacefully.

"You are lucky." Said the man. "I remember when they first started talking about peace." He said absent minded.

"Oh when!?" The girl on his shoulders asked eagerly. The old man chuckled.

"Why don't you tell them before bed Scott?" His wife said from the fireplace. The children looked at him expectantly.

"OK." He said. "It was the first time that humans and mutants got on together…"

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Just incase you didn't get it, (Though I'm sure you did) This is set a long way into the future, the old guy and his wife is Scott and Jean, and now we get to the actual story wich is like a flashback...