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Kitty Pryde skipped into the kitchen of the mansion feeling very happy. Lately a lot of the X-men's powers had been growing, and they were loosing control. It had all started with Jean and somehow seeped onto the others. The Professor said it was a good thing, or it would be, once they worked through it. Kitty doubted it. So far only three of them weren't affected. And Kitty was one of them. Picking up a muffin she sat down and watched Evan. Poor Evan, he was one of the not so lucky ones. He was currently downing a gallon of milk, his third Kitty noted. As he finished it he gave a large sigh; and throwing it into the sink, went to the refrigerator to retrieve another. "Uh...Evan, are you sure you wanna, like, do that?" Kitty ventured. "Do what?" he asked tiredly. "Like have another, that'll be your fourth one in like twenty minutes." Evan shrugged as he opened the milk, drinking half a gallon in record time. With another sigh he turned to her. "Kitty, I'm just tryin' to stay comfortable. These changes..." he stopped to rub his forearm, which had plated, "They really hurt a lot. And the only thing that makes the pain go away is moo juice." With that he turned back to the gallon, finishing it. Kitty sighed, getting up as Evan headed toward the refrigerator for another gallon. Kitty felt so sorry for him, it really did look painful. It must be, Evan had long since abandoned his carefree attitude and adopted one of a truly taxed person. Subconsciously Kitty rubbed the back of her neck, trying to quell the tingling sensation. That had been happening a lot lately.
Entering the dinning room, Kitty smiled. "Good morning!" she said cheerily. "Good morning Kitty!" the professor replied. "Mornin' half pint," Logan said, sparing her a glance as he reached for the bacon. Kitty sat next to a very depressed Jean. Most of the kids were depressed, the Professor wouldn't let anyone "in transition" out of the mansion. They were affectively under house arrest. *BAMF**BAMF* Kitty turned to see Kurt appear, disappear, then reappear, missing his chair completely. Any other day that might have been funny, but not today. Kurt groaned, getting up and sitting down. "Morning Kurt," Kitty said with a smile. He looked up at her slowly. "Morning," he replied. Not even Kurt was himself.
She looked over at Ororo, who smiled reassuringly at her. The tingling was back, and Kitty began to twitch her nose, as it got worse. She stared down at her plate, not wanting to meet the eyes of Logan, Ororo, or the professor. She knew all along that she might start like the others. But she silently prayed it wouldn't happen today. She had to present a project in history, and she'd worked hard on it for a month, taking pride in her work. Apparently no one was listening. Kitty sneezed and phased through her chair, landing on the floor with a sharp thud. The professor sighed. Logan groaned. "Not another one." Kitty heard him mumble as he got up and walked around the table to her. "You alright half pint?" he asked. "I'm fine," Kitty replied, shaking her head. The sudden drift of her power had left her dizzy. Logan was holding out a hand to help her up. Kitty thought about whether or not to let him help her, she was afraid she'd loose it again. Then finally too dizzy, and with Logan already having grabbed her arm, she took it.
Logan helped her to her to her feet; but didn't let go. She swayed a bit then stood still, her head doing all the spinning. "Kitty?" the professor queried. "I'm-" she didn't get to finish her sentence as she effectively phased through Logan and landed half way through the floor. Kitty groaned as she slowly clawed her way out and with a deep breath, solidified herself. She sat down on the floor dejectedly. Ororo went over to her. "Are you feeling alright Kitty?" she asked. Kitty nodded. "Kitty" She started at the sound of the professor's voice. "I think it would be for the best if you stayed home today." "No!" she cried, getting up. Feeling really dizzy, she tried to brace herself against the table, and ended up phasing right through it. Getting up she hit her head under it, twice. The first time because she forgot it was there, and the second because she tried to phase through it, unsuccessfully. Getting up she turned to face the professor. "Please," she said teary eyed, "Let me just go today! I'll stay home forever after." The professor shook his head and Kitty felt the tears threatening. She turned to Logan. He sighed, looking down and shaking his head. "Not this time half pint, I'm with Charley on this one." Kitty felt the tears as they streamed down her cheeks. "But..." she tried. The professor just sat calmly and shook his head. Kitty dissolved into a fit of tears, crumpling to the floor. "Kitty I know it may be difficult, but this is for the best. It is for your health, and for your safety as well." Kitty ignored him; he wasn't her favorite person right now. "But I worked so hard!" she managed to whisper.
Kurt slowly made his way around the table, trying to remain focused. Reaching Kitty he knelt down beside her, placing an arm softly about her shoulders. "Don't worry Katzchen," he said softly, "It'll be alright." He knew as well as anyone that Kitty was crying more out of fear and frustration than anything else. She had almost gotten away without being affected. Kitty wiped her eyes, but the tears kept coming. 'Damn!' She thought she was stronger than this. She was an X-man after all, albeit a fifteen year old one, but an X-man none the less.
The hall door opened and Scott walked in followed by a very miserable looking Rogue. The only other two unaffected, everyone's gaze shifted to Rogue. No one really wanted to know what would happen if Rogue was affected. Even the professor was a bit fearful. "Come on Kitty, we're gonna be late!" Scott said exasperated. Kitty cried harder. "I'm afraid Kitty won't be joining you today," Professor X replied. "Why?" "There has been an incident." Scott looked over and noticed Kurt's arm slowly slipping through a semi-phasing Kitty. "Oh, sorry Kitty," Scott said, sincerely. He turned. "Come on Rogue. We're gonna be late." Rogue turned to follow, but was stopped as the professor called her. She turned to face him. "Rogue, are you feeling well?" he asked calmly. Rogue sighed. "Yeah, ahm fine," she replied. As everyone continued to quietly stare she added, "It's just...Ah had this dream lahst night and it kept me up is all. Ahm fine now." The professor's eyes narrowed, but he didn't say anything. "Very well, have a nice day," he said. Rogue turned and left, a deep sigh escaping her. 'Whoa! That was close!' Rogue wondered whether he knew about her headaches. She mentally shrugged. It didn't matter, they didn't mean anything, even if they were getting worse. She sighed deeply and closed her eyes, leaning back comfortably in the passenger seat of Scott's car. Her jaw tightened as a headache gripped her. 'Here we go again' she thought, 'Another fun-filled day!'
Kitty Pryde skipped into the kitchen of the mansion feeling very happy. Lately a lot of the X-men's powers had been growing, and they were loosing control. It had all started with Jean and somehow seeped onto the others. The Professor said it was a good thing, or it would be, once they worked through it. Kitty doubted it. So far only three of them weren't affected. And Kitty was one of them. Picking up a muffin she sat down and watched Evan. Poor Evan, he was one of the not so lucky ones. He was currently downing a gallon of milk, his third Kitty noted. As he finished it he gave a large sigh; and throwing it into the sink, went to the refrigerator to retrieve another. "Uh...Evan, are you sure you wanna, like, do that?" Kitty ventured. "Do what?" he asked tiredly. "Like have another, that'll be your fourth one in like twenty minutes." Evan shrugged as he opened the milk, drinking half a gallon in record time. With another sigh he turned to her. "Kitty, I'm just tryin' to stay comfortable. These changes..." he stopped to rub his forearm, which had plated, "They really hurt a lot. And the only thing that makes the pain go away is moo juice." With that he turned back to the gallon, finishing it. Kitty sighed, getting up as Evan headed toward the refrigerator for another gallon. Kitty felt so sorry for him, it really did look painful. It must be, Evan had long since abandoned his carefree attitude and adopted one of a truly taxed person. Subconsciously Kitty rubbed the back of her neck, trying to quell the tingling sensation. That had been happening a lot lately.
Entering the dinning room, Kitty smiled. "Good morning!" she said cheerily. "Good morning Kitty!" the professor replied. "Mornin' half pint," Logan said, sparing her a glance as he reached for the bacon. Kitty sat next to a very depressed Jean. Most of the kids were depressed, the Professor wouldn't let anyone "in transition" out of the mansion. They were affectively under house arrest. *BAMF**BAMF* Kitty turned to see Kurt appear, disappear, then reappear, missing his chair completely. Any other day that might have been funny, but not today. Kurt groaned, getting up and sitting down. "Morning Kurt," Kitty said with a smile. He looked up at her slowly. "Morning," he replied. Not even Kurt was himself.
She looked over at Ororo, who smiled reassuringly at her. The tingling was back, and Kitty began to twitch her nose, as it got worse. She stared down at her plate, not wanting to meet the eyes of Logan, Ororo, or the professor. She knew all along that she might start like the others. But she silently prayed it wouldn't happen today. She had to present a project in history, and she'd worked hard on it for a month, taking pride in her work. Apparently no one was listening. Kitty sneezed and phased through her chair, landing on the floor with a sharp thud. The professor sighed. Logan groaned. "Not another one." Kitty heard him mumble as he got up and walked around the table to her. "You alright half pint?" he asked. "I'm fine," Kitty replied, shaking her head. The sudden drift of her power had left her dizzy. Logan was holding out a hand to help her up. Kitty thought about whether or not to let him help her, she was afraid she'd loose it again. Then finally too dizzy, and with Logan already having grabbed her arm, she took it.
Logan helped her to her to her feet; but didn't let go. She swayed a bit then stood still, her head doing all the spinning. "Kitty?" the professor queried. "I'm-" she didn't get to finish her sentence as she effectively phased through Logan and landed half way through the floor. Kitty groaned as she slowly clawed her way out and with a deep breath, solidified herself. She sat down on the floor dejectedly. Ororo went over to her. "Are you feeling alright Kitty?" she asked. Kitty nodded. "Kitty" She started at the sound of the professor's voice. "I think it would be for the best if you stayed home today." "No!" she cried, getting up. Feeling really dizzy, she tried to brace herself against the table, and ended up phasing right through it. Getting up she hit her head under it, twice. The first time because she forgot it was there, and the second because she tried to phase through it, unsuccessfully. Getting up she turned to face the professor. "Please," she said teary eyed, "Let me just go today! I'll stay home forever after." The professor shook his head and Kitty felt the tears threatening. She turned to Logan. He sighed, looking down and shaking his head. "Not this time half pint, I'm with Charley on this one." Kitty felt the tears as they streamed down her cheeks. "But..." she tried. The professor just sat calmly and shook his head. Kitty dissolved into a fit of tears, crumpling to the floor. "Kitty I know it may be difficult, but this is for the best. It is for your health, and for your safety as well." Kitty ignored him; he wasn't her favorite person right now. "But I worked so hard!" she managed to whisper.
Kurt slowly made his way around the table, trying to remain focused. Reaching Kitty he knelt down beside her, placing an arm softly about her shoulders. "Don't worry Katzchen," he said softly, "It'll be alright." He knew as well as anyone that Kitty was crying more out of fear and frustration than anything else. She had almost gotten away without being affected. Kitty wiped her eyes, but the tears kept coming. 'Damn!' She thought she was stronger than this. She was an X-man after all, albeit a fifteen year old one, but an X-man none the less.
The hall door opened and Scott walked in followed by a very miserable looking Rogue. The only other two unaffected, everyone's gaze shifted to Rogue. No one really wanted to know what would happen if Rogue was affected. Even the professor was a bit fearful. "Come on Kitty, we're gonna be late!" Scott said exasperated. Kitty cried harder. "I'm afraid Kitty won't be joining you today," Professor X replied. "Why?" "There has been an incident." Scott looked over and noticed Kurt's arm slowly slipping through a semi-phasing Kitty. "Oh, sorry Kitty," Scott said, sincerely. He turned. "Come on Rogue. We're gonna be late." Rogue turned to follow, but was stopped as the professor called her. She turned to face him. "Rogue, are you feeling well?" he asked calmly. Rogue sighed. "Yeah, ahm fine," she replied. As everyone continued to quietly stare she added, "It's just...Ah had this dream lahst night and it kept me up is all. Ahm fine now." The professor's eyes narrowed, but he didn't say anything. "Very well, have a nice day," he said. Rogue turned and left, a deep sigh escaping her. 'Whoa! That was close!' Rogue wondered whether he knew about her headaches. She mentally shrugged. It didn't matter, they didn't mean anything, even if they were getting worse. She sighed deeply and closed her eyes, leaning back comfortably in the passenger seat of Scott's car. Her jaw tightened as a headache gripped her. 'Here we go again' she thought, 'Another fun-filled day!'