Marvel and Fox owns; I'm just borrowing the toys. I'll try to have them back before curfew.
Charles was just predispositioned to become a teacher, Raven thought to herself, as she watched her brother graduate Oxford. There was a strange sense of pride within her, knowing that her big brother was going on to help others learn, just as he did with her. Growing up, she'd known plenty of teachers, but none of them had ever measured up to Charles' standard. It wasn't that they hadn't been good teachers; they just hadn't been even close to as good as the young telepath was.
Charles had taken her in when there had been no reason. He taught her how to read, how to write; how to control her mutation; how to think for herself; how to get up in the morning and be confident, ready to face the day, knowing that she was in control of her life now.
Those things were all well and good, of course, but anyone else with enough creativity and patience could have done the same. No, what he had taught her was something she wasn't sure anyone else in the whole world ever could.
Charles taught her how to feel.
Hello, everyone! Usually I put the author's note in the beginning, but since this one's kinda long, I'm putting it here. So, this little fic here, is my way of just practicing my writing and stuff without spending an entire fic; i.e. kicking my butt to write more often.
This will consist of various drabbles of various lengths (I don't do the whole "100 words" thing) all involving Charles and Raven, usually with each other, but maybe with others as well. I'm encouraging anyone who wants to to suggest any drabbles they'd like to see! I'm open to most ideas- canon, AU, crossover, if you wish; just no slash, and preferably no romance between these two, as I love the bro/sis relationship they have.
