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This is my take on a little conversation between Kitty and Kurt after the mutants were revealed at Bayville. Also, I hate writing in 'V' and 'Z' for Kurt's accent, so I'll write it ordinarily and you'll just have to imagine it.
Life Isn't Fair
Kurt Wagner sat on the balcony in his bedroom staring into the sunset, a small breeze ruffled his fur and the cavalcade of colour was outstanding in its beauty. Yet he didn't care, all he could see was the accusing faces of his friends when he hadn't stood by them as they were revealed to the whole school as mutants.
His head sank to his knees and his tail twitched despondently, this wasn't fair…
A knock on his door shook him from his reverie back to the present; he sighed, he knew he wasn't going to enjoy this conversation but it had to be done.
"Ja, come in."
There was a brief pause before Kitty phased through the door, her face was flushed and scowling as she moved to stand next to him; her hands firmly on her hips.
"Kurt," her voice was too calm and controlled. "We need to talk."
He didn't answer her, just sunk his head further onto his knees. Might as well just let her get it over and done with.
"Fine, just sit there looking sorry for yourself." Kitty's voice was high and shrill now, she started pacing impatiently in her anger. "How can you call yourself a member of this team and then just stand on the sidelines doing nothing while we go through a day of hell?!"
Kurt just looked at her sadly out of luminous orange eyes; his heart clenched at her words and his throat tightened.
"Say something!" Kitty screamed at him, even stamping one foot for emphasis. "It's not fair that we all get treated this way while you get to swan around acting Joe Normal."
The injustice of that comment struck Kurt like a physical blow, he sat up straight and stared at her with such contempt that she started to feel a little uncomfortable.
"Not fair?" His voice was very soft and dangerous, he didn't sound anything like the happy-go-lucky blue fuzzball people were used to. "How is this unfair, Kitty? Perhaps this is just tit for tat."
"Huh?" Kitty's brow furrowed in confusion. "What are you talking about 'tit for tat'?"
"I mean it's my turn isn't it?" Kurt's voice was still eerily calm but his eyes were flashing with anger. "How many years was it you were a normal average girl before the mutation? Thirteen? Fourteen?"
Kitty stammered, this wasn't right, she was supposed to be the one asking the questions and giving the moral lecture. But she felt completely wrong-footed and a little frightened by Kurt's behaviour.
"F-fourteen.."
"So shouldn't I get my fourteen years of normality? I've only had two so far.."
Kurt was literally shaking with anger, with the injustice of it all and, despite the fact his voice was calm and controlled he had never felt less in control in his life.
"Isn't that only fair?"
Kitty gaped at him for a moment, mind whirling with the arguments she had never really considered up until that time; but she still couldn't believe that he had turned his back on his friends when they needed him – even if he did wish for his slice of normality.
"Life isn't fair." She said sadly and walked out, leaving him to contemplate whether normality was a fair exchange for the only friends he had ever known.