So, this is the firt time I have ever done an X-Men: Evolution fanfiction, so I hope you will enjoy it.
I don't think there is much else to be said. I don't own X-Men, but I somehow hope that most of you already knew that.
"I got it, I got it!"
It was somehow bound to happen – wasn't it always whenever it came to the young mutants playing a game, that had originally been labelled as a "no powers' game"?
Beast shook his head, though a minor smile couldn't help but show on the blue face of his. And there it was.
Having the ball out of reach, Cannonball instinctively shot himself backwards, just barely hitting the volleyball before he continued backwards out of the playing field. It was like a domino effect. On the other side of the net, Iceman shot a ball of ice to hit the actual ball before it could fly off into the trees. So much for those rules. He watched the ball being smashed violently back and forth, until Sunspot managed to knock it off so hard that it disappeared out somewhere over the cliff several yards behind them. Well, Beast was quite honestly just glad that it hadn't been a student out there. New equipment could be repurchased; students couldn't.
"Alright people, let's call it a day," he called to the mutants, who cheered at each other and the winning team gave each other a couple of high fives. There were no sore losers. Perhaps they had used up all their energy for today? No, the large teacher knew better than that. The teenagers ran towards the building of the Xavier Institute with eager, leaving Beast behind. They were usually quite energetic, but today there seemed to be something else in the air around the youngsters. Taking his time, he walked up to the door of the Institute and saw Jean and Scott on their way down the path leading to the garage.
Beast reached for the handle of the front door, when he suddenly saw Kitty run straight through the door – and through him… He gave a low gasp, feeling the sensation of something running through his body.
"Sorry Mr. McCoy," Kitty called over her shoulder before hightailing after Scott and Jean. He stood there for a few seconds, blinking. Something was apparently attracting the attention of all the students tonight. He opened the door and walked into the hall. He soon spotted Rogue coming down the stairs, a lot calmer than anyone he had encountered that afternoon. There was no smile to be seen on her face, as she walked down towards the blue-furred mutant. Beast studied her for a moment as she, instead of heading for the front door, turned left to walk towards a closed door.
"Are you not going with the others?" he asked the young woman and watched her turn her body towards him. He felt a bit sorry for her. It was hot outside, and yet she was packed up in clothes from her shoulders and down. He sure could do without the fur at this temperature.
"Oh, no. I'm not that much into circuses."
So that was what all this fuss was about. He had read in the newspaper that there along with the carnival was a circus by the harbour that had, according to the article, been everywhere in the world and had artists from all parts of the globe. The article had been brought with most astonishing pictures and a promise that one would be amazed for certain. But he would have to hear about that when the students got back.
Beast tilted his head with a smile, walked up to the door Rogue was standing by and opened it for her.
"Well then, perhaps you would join me for a game of chess?" he asked, gesturing for Rogue to walk inside with his large hand. Rogue smiled; it was one of her usual smiles. Not very big, but still as honest as anyone else could have given him.
"Sure thing, Mr. McCoy."
