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This is a repost of an earlier story that I've corrected and updated. Many thanks to those who read and left comments with suggestions on how to make it better.
While this takes place after Antarctica, it falls into no particular series or universe. Forgive the accent or lack thereof, afraid I don't know how to do them.
Chapter 1 – Rats
One morning in the den.
He was sitting next to the fire, his eyes reflecting red and flashing with suppressed anger.
Ungrateful moron, I try to do something nice and what does he do? Shouts at me, shoves me off the bed and throws my gift back at me! See if I ever try to apologize to him again! I should have known better the stupid stuck in the mud moron! Doesn't know a thing about apologizes. While I think he should be the one apologizing, I made the effort to bridge the gap. Stupid moron doesn't even know how to accept one. Should have known better then to think we could work things out.
Forty-five minutes, I sat crouch in one small spot for forty-five minutes, just to make sure I had a suitable apology gift to give him. But does he care? NO! The ungrateful, stupid idiot! Everyone keeps saying he is the leader. I know for a fact a leader is suppose to be knowledgeable and earns your respect. The only thing he has earned is my wrath. He has about as much knowledge as a mushroom – maybe less. As he lay on Remy's bed fuming over the insult he received from that morning apology attempt.
How did he ever become leader? Must have bribed or blackmailed his way because he sure doesn't know the first thing about leading, thinks he's always right. You would think he would know you don't push and yell at someone who is making a peace offering. That they are trying to make amends and are willing to join and follow if you let them. Even if he didn't want my gift he should have at least accepted it to show he understood my intent and accepted it with the respect it was offered. He could have always given it to Jean if he didn't want it. I bet she would know what it meant and would have appreciated it. Idiot! Stupid good for nothing idiot! His tail twitching angrily back and forth as he contemplated what had happened. Anyone looking at him at the time they would have realized that here was one very mad individual and made a wide detour around him.
Forty-five minutes! From what I've been able to tell he can't even wait patiently for five minutes. Forty five seconds maybe if Jean was to hit him over the head and tie him up – but from I can tell he'll never master forty-five minutes. I've seen both Remy and Storm wait for over an hour before they've made a move when they needed to but can he – NO. Does he appreciate those who can, again – NO. That should prove he shouldn't be leader. He can't even do what it takes to catch prey. He'd never survive on his own. Maybe the Professor, who Remy says is very smart, will realize his mistake and make someone else leader. Someone like my Remy or maybe Logan would be able to perfect for the job. Yeah, that would be good taking comfort in the thought, his tail move at a less frantic pace as he as he imaged Remy as leader.
Just wait, I'll get even. He'll regret he ever refuse my gift and insulted me! I'll make sure he pays for the insult. Ears laid back and tail again switching angrily back and forth again with each new though. He glares into the fire as if he can see the focus of his angry in the flames as he determines what type of revenge to take.
Meanwhile in the kitchen.
"Remy! That stupid cat of yours dropped a rat in my bed!" shouted Scott to Remy as Scott entered the kitchen and saw Remy at the breakfast table.
"Dat means he must like ya, takes a lot of patience to catch a rat in dis place." replied Remy not bothering to look up.
"Likes," sputters Scott in outrage. "He's out to get me, I catch him shredding my school papers yesterday and today he drops a dead rat in my face as I sleep!" Exclaimed Scott in barely suppressed anger thinking back to what woke him up this morning.
Scott had been sleeping dreaming of Jean when he kept hearing a muted "roowlll, oowws, roowlls" intrude into his dream. Waking up and grabbing his visor off the table to see what the problem is, he is just in time to see a rat drop on his face and Ace sitting on the bed looking pleased with himself.
Dr. McCoy looks up from reading the newspaper and remarks. "Cats show they care, respect someone or are sorry by offering them a gift. By rejecting his offering you are basically saying to him you don't like or respect him. That you don't want to be friends or allies, consider him an enemy and will not make peace with him. I believe my friend you may have just started a war you cannot win especially with the ways the ladies feel about him in this house."
Storm chuckles looks at Scott and adds, "Cats are very good at holding grudges you know and have lots of patience when planning when and where to strike. If you thought he made your life rough before with his antics I'm afraid you are about to find out just what happens when you happen to have a very angry Siamese cat mad at you. I do believe he will be truly out to get you now."
Rogue and Jubilee, walking in at the end of Storm's comment, "What happen, what did Ace do? Why would he be out to get Scott?" they question.
Professor looking up at the two girls "Seems he caught a rat and was trying to give it to Scott who didn't appreciate the gesture."
"Cool, like he acknowledges you as his leader and is trying to join your group." states Jubilee.
"Why is everyone on his side and defending him? I'm the innocent party here and he's a cat, and he is NOT TYING TO JOIN MY GROUP!" shouts Scott just as Jean comes in.
"Who is not trying joining your group Scott?" asks Jean looking at Scott puzzled.
"Ace" everyone in the kitchen replies virtually simultaneously. Dr McCoy decides to clarify and states "Seems Ace brought Scott a rat this morning as a peace offering and Scott doesn't appreciate the gesture."
"So, that is what you were shouting about this morning," states Jean, looking at Scott with a 'you poor man look on her face'. "You do know cats, especially Siamese cats, hold grudges don't you?" She asks him, earning knowing nods from most of the people in the room and a look of disgust from Scott.
"Aggggg.." grows Scott throwing his hand up and storms out of the kitchen in disgust while everyone looks at him with pity in their eyes. They have a very good idea that Scott problems with Ace are just starting and what might happen in the future.
"Don't think Scott realizes that having a mad Siamese cat is going to make the Brotherhood of Evil Mutant and Magneto look like wimps," states the Professor with a slightly 'you're in for it now look' as everyone nods their head in agreement feeling pity for Scott and yet not really feeling sorry for him since he brought in upon himself.
Logan coming into the kitchen with a puzzled look on his face, "What's wrong with Scott? Passed him in the hall and he kept muttering something about rats? We got a problem with rats?" looking at Remy, "Figured Ace would have gotten rid of any of them we might have the way he likes to catch things and give them to people he likes or respects."
"Non, we ain't got problems with rats. Ace was trying to make nice to Scott by bring him one for breakfast dis morning. Scott got mad at him and threw him and the rat out of de bedroom." Remy answers.
"Oh man, I wouldn't want to be in Scott shoes right now. Rather face Sabertooth with both hands tied behind my back then a mad Siamese cat." Logan states with a worried look on his face looking in the direction Scott has gone. Everyone starts talking about what they would rather face them a very mad Siamese cat.
"I'd rather live in a place with no malls" states Jubilee
"No books" Dr. McCoy.
"No television" Bobby
The rest you cannot understand as everyone speaks at the same time. Each looking in the direction Scott disappeared.
Meanwhile back in the den.
Can't do it too soon or he'll expect it. Although knowing him he'll just expect me to forget about it so I just need to wait a little bit before I start. Lull him into thinking I forgot, as if I can with what he's done. He gave me the ultimate insult! I'll not take this lightly, this is the last straw. Agggh, why couldn't he agree to be friends! I tried, I really tried. Now it war!
Need to make sure no one else is involved so they cannot take any of the credit or blame. Will make it a bit harder but not impossible, quickly deciding he wanted all the credit and discounting any blame that might come. Then, looking at the bright side, at least should add some interest to the day as he formulates what he needs to do.
This should show the Professor that anyone, even Jubilee when she is on a sugar high would make a better leader. Think I'll start with something small, like sharpening my claws on his shoes or maybe chewing his shoes laces until they are nice and wet, even Remy doesn't like me doing that for some reason so it must be bad. Let's see – litter box – probably not, unless I use the bed, hmmm that would work, the feet or tail or something he could have had, hid his key, let's see what else, thinking of several items that he could do. Yeah, ought to be able to think of enough items to keep him on edge for quite a while, glaring towards Scott's room as he contemplated what he could do to show his dislike and scorn.
First things first, time to scope out where everything is and make sure I have escape routes and hiding places available, as he gets up and starts walking up the stairs towards Scott's room.
Sitting in the hall outside Scott's door, looking around while grooming his fur to appear he wasn't taking inventory. Let's see, if I make a quick right I can be in the laundry chute in less then 10 seconds, from the laundry room I can make my way back up the back stairs and get into the study, he usually always leaves papers scattered around there. From the study it is a short trip to Rogue's room and since she usually always leaves her window opened a few inches I can walk the ledge into either Scott's room or go on into Remy's if Scott is in his room.
As Ace was sitting in the hall Scott comes by and enters his room. Ace glares at him, hisses and holding his tail high turns and walks away totally ignoring Scott as only a cat can.
Frowning, "Stupid cat", thinks Scott, not realizing that Ace has been planning his revenge and his escape routes.
Please comment and while helpful critique are appreciated flames are not. Chapter 2 will be posted in a few days.