Disclaimer: Jubilee and all other identifiable characters belong to Marvel. George Steinbrenner owns the New York Yankees. The scrumptious male specimen known simply as Clark is MINE! And Ben and li'l annoying Jackie are also mine. And Xterras are oogly. I'm sorry if you have one, and I just insulted you. But it's true! Go out and buy yourself a '77 Barracuda. Or a '66 Mustang. Y'know, something that's respectable and a chick/dude magnet, t'boot.
Notes: This story is several parts long. I will be adding a part about every week to give me time to write the last four parts, which have actually been outlined very meticulously. Hey! Stop laughing. I am dead serious. Sal actually wrote two pages of notes guide lining the ending of this baby! It's the most work I've done all week! My professors wouldn't believe me if I told them!
Anyway, in case you didn't read the subject, this story has NOTHING to do with "The Talk." They're completely different stories. In this one, Jean and Scott are married. And the relationship between Wolvie and Jubies is already kind of rocky. I couldn't quite tell you why. It's just the way I want it, okay? Okay!
Have fun!
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Jean tapped softly but nervously on her coffee mug. "Sooo . . . " She let out a breath. Ororo and Rogue nodded, as if in agreement.
Jubilee tried to hide her smile; she was fairly successful. She nodded, letting out her own breath. It almost sounded like a partial chuckle, though. "I'm sure there must be questions. . . . Or somethin'."
The three other X-Women looked up at her, but none of them could keep their stare focused on her. Before them sat 18 year old Jubilee . . . 18 year old Jubilee . . . 18 year old Jubilee who just had her birthday a few weeks ago . . . 18 year old Jubilee who just had her birthday a few weeks ago and who had just been caught having sex with a guy they'd never seen before! Hell yeah! They had questions!
"So . . . " Ororo nodded, playing with her tea cup. "What about them Yankees?" Brain fart from the weather queen! It was bound to happen before everything actually registered.
Jubilee nodded, finding it even harder to keep her grin hidden. "I hear they're a pretty good team this year, but I don't really follow baseball."
Jean shook her head. "It's . . . it's not even baseball season."
A nervous laughter found its way out of Rogue's mouth. "Oh. Well, then, how good of a team can the Yankees be if it ain't even the season?"
A long, very uncomfortable silence fell over the four women in the kitchen. Jubilee fought against her nervous giggles. Things looked bad. Very bad. This was much different than when she was caught pulling a prank.
"Sooo . . . um . . . " Jean nodded again. "What's his name?"
"Clark! Clark. . . . His name is Clark." Easy question; easy answer. It made Jubilee feel more comfortable.
"Clark. That's a nice name." Rogue looked around, looking for inspiration for another question. "How long have ya known him?"
Jubilee shrugged, thinking. "A few months. . . . I think." Okay. Now things were looking a bit worse.
"A few months?!" That seemed to make everything very real to Ororo. "You had sex with someone you MAY have known for a few months?!"
"Um . . . It . . . It happens. Heh." Bad answer, Jubes!
"It . . . It . . . It happens?! What does that mean?!" Rogue had to put a restraining hand on Ororo's shoulder.
"Well, . . . uhhh . . . y'know, one thing led to another. -- "
"What?!" Ororo nearly jumped out of her seat.
Jean held up her hand. "Wait. Wait. Everyone, just calm down." She waited for a few moments before continuing. She turned to Jubilee. "Do you love him?"
Ohhhh . . . why did they have to ask such stupid, terrible, incriminating questions?! "No."
Rogue sighed and shook her head. "Why'd ya let him take advantage of ya like that, sugah?"
"Now, wait a minute!" Jubilee held up both of her hands. "Who's to say I'm not the one who took advantage of him? -- "
"You did what?!" Ororo's face was red, and in the distance, thunder could be heard.
"I didn't say I took advantage of him! I just . . . was asking a hypothetical question! Really!"
"So he took advantage of you!"
"No!"
"Shush! Calm down, you two." Jean sighed and rubbed her face roughly. "We're getting nowhere. Why don't we just let Jubilee tell us what happened, okay?"
Rogue nodded. "Okay."
Ororo pursed her lips and took a moment to answer. "Fine."
Jean nodded. "Good. Jubes, explain, and we'll listen."
"Aw! Do I havta?"
Firmly and simultaneously, the three older X-Women answered, "Yes!"
Jubilee frowned. "Fine. Sheesh. I had him over. We were just chillin'. Neither of us was plannin' it. -- "
"Oh, I bet he wasn't planning --"
"Ororo!" Jean frowned angrily toward her teammate. "Let Jubilee talk."
Ororo nodded. "Alright."
Jubilee sighed. "Really. I swear it wasn't planned. He didn't even have a condom. . . . " It felt too weird using that word around the older women.
Rogue blinked. "Ya didn't use a condom?!"
"I didn't say that! I had some! -- "
"You had condoms?!" This time, it was Jean who had interrupted. "What were you doing with condoms?"
Jubilee shrugged and rolled her eyes. "Gee, . . . I dunno. Using them as water balloons?"
"This is a very serious conversation, Jubilee." Jean gave a stern frown.
Jubilee had enough. "Look, I'm 18! I can do whatever the hell I want! If that means screwin' around with a guy ya don't know, then fine! No skin off my ass! -- "
"Jubilation!" Ororo was fed up by the younger woman's language. "You are hardly old enough to make this kind of decision! -- "
"I haven't been a child for a long time! No matter how old I get, none of ya will ever see it! I'll always be the baby! Face it, though! I'm not a little kid!" Jubilee stood abruptly and left the room, leaving the older women in a stunned silence. It appeared things were different than they had ever imagined.
Notes: This story is several parts long. I will be adding a part about every week to give me time to write the last four parts, which have actually been outlined very meticulously. Hey! Stop laughing. I am dead serious. Sal actually wrote two pages of notes guide lining the ending of this baby! It's the most work I've done all week! My professors wouldn't believe me if I told them!
Anyway, in case you didn't read the subject, this story has NOTHING to do with "The Talk." They're completely different stories. In this one, Jean and Scott are married. And the relationship between Wolvie and Jubies is already kind of rocky. I couldn't quite tell you why. It's just the way I want it, okay? Okay!
Have fun!
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Jean tapped softly but nervously on her coffee mug. "Sooo . . . " She let out a breath. Ororo and Rogue nodded, as if in agreement.
Jubilee tried to hide her smile; she was fairly successful. She nodded, letting out her own breath. It almost sounded like a partial chuckle, though. "I'm sure there must be questions. . . . Or somethin'."
The three other X-Women looked up at her, but none of them could keep their stare focused on her. Before them sat 18 year old Jubilee . . . 18 year old Jubilee . . . 18 year old Jubilee who just had her birthday a few weeks ago . . . 18 year old Jubilee who just had her birthday a few weeks ago and who had just been caught having sex with a guy they'd never seen before! Hell yeah! They had questions!
"So . . . " Ororo nodded, playing with her tea cup. "What about them Yankees?" Brain fart from the weather queen! It was bound to happen before everything actually registered.
Jubilee nodded, finding it even harder to keep her grin hidden. "I hear they're a pretty good team this year, but I don't really follow baseball."
Jean shook her head. "It's . . . it's not even baseball season."
A nervous laughter found its way out of Rogue's mouth. "Oh. Well, then, how good of a team can the Yankees be if it ain't even the season?"
A long, very uncomfortable silence fell over the four women in the kitchen. Jubilee fought against her nervous giggles. Things looked bad. Very bad. This was much different than when she was caught pulling a prank.
"Sooo . . . um . . . " Jean nodded again. "What's his name?"
"Clark! Clark. . . . His name is Clark." Easy question; easy answer. It made Jubilee feel more comfortable.
"Clark. That's a nice name." Rogue looked around, looking for inspiration for another question. "How long have ya known him?"
Jubilee shrugged, thinking. "A few months. . . . I think." Okay. Now things were looking a bit worse.
"A few months?!" That seemed to make everything very real to Ororo. "You had sex with someone you MAY have known for a few months?!"
"Um . . . It . . . It happens. Heh." Bad answer, Jubes!
"It . . . It . . . It happens?! What does that mean?!" Rogue had to put a restraining hand on Ororo's shoulder.
"Well, . . . uhhh . . . y'know, one thing led to another. -- "
"What?!" Ororo nearly jumped out of her seat.
Jean held up her hand. "Wait. Wait. Everyone, just calm down." She waited for a few moments before continuing. She turned to Jubilee. "Do you love him?"
Ohhhh . . . why did they have to ask such stupid, terrible, incriminating questions?! "No."
Rogue sighed and shook her head. "Why'd ya let him take advantage of ya like that, sugah?"
"Now, wait a minute!" Jubilee held up both of her hands. "Who's to say I'm not the one who took advantage of him? -- "
"You did what?!" Ororo's face was red, and in the distance, thunder could be heard.
"I didn't say I took advantage of him! I just . . . was asking a hypothetical question! Really!"
"So he took advantage of you!"
"No!"
"Shush! Calm down, you two." Jean sighed and rubbed her face roughly. "We're getting nowhere. Why don't we just let Jubilee tell us what happened, okay?"
Rogue nodded. "Okay."
Ororo pursed her lips and took a moment to answer. "Fine."
Jean nodded. "Good. Jubes, explain, and we'll listen."
"Aw! Do I havta?"
Firmly and simultaneously, the three older X-Women answered, "Yes!"
Jubilee frowned. "Fine. Sheesh. I had him over. We were just chillin'. Neither of us was plannin' it. -- "
"Oh, I bet he wasn't planning --"
"Ororo!" Jean frowned angrily toward her teammate. "Let Jubilee talk."
Ororo nodded. "Alright."
Jubilee sighed. "Really. I swear it wasn't planned. He didn't even have a condom. . . . " It felt too weird using that word around the older women.
Rogue blinked. "Ya didn't use a condom?!"
"I didn't say that! I had some! -- "
"You had condoms?!" This time, it was Jean who had interrupted. "What were you doing with condoms?"
Jubilee shrugged and rolled her eyes. "Gee, . . . I dunno. Using them as water balloons?"
"This is a very serious conversation, Jubilee." Jean gave a stern frown.
Jubilee had enough. "Look, I'm 18! I can do whatever the hell I want! If that means screwin' around with a guy ya don't know, then fine! No skin off my ass! -- "
"Jubilation!" Ororo was fed up by the younger woman's language. "You are hardly old enough to make this kind of decision! -- "
"I haven't been a child for a long time! No matter how old I get, none of ya will ever see it! I'll always be the baby! Face it, though! I'm not a little kid!" Jubilee stood abruptly and left the room, leaving the older women in a stunned silence. It appeared things were different than they had ever imagined.