Blind-Chapter 1
I want you to be free
Don't worry about me
And just like the movies
We play out our last scene
You won't cry
I won't scream
-'Movies' AAF
I stretched my arms, prepared for another tedious day of scrubbing the X-jet. I was so glad my sentence was almost over, I was almost free of labor. Besides, all that buffing had made my fur stick together in clumps. It was gross and hard to brush out. I pulled on a ripped old t-shirt that Kitty had said looked cute on me (naturally I try to wear it as often as I can now) and some shorts. I stepped out of my room and padded down the hall, savoring the smell of breakfast cooking. Nothing like fatty bacon and greasy sausage to start out your morning, ja? I decided to take the easy way to the table, so I ported to my seat. I landed in my spot, but someone else was in my seat. I looked up and yelled, porting across the room. "Vaht the hell.........?!" Lance Alvers was lounging in my chair, laughing at me. I just sat there, numb. I could feel the professor trying to communicate, so I let him inside my head while I just sat there, staring at the dirty bastard whose name happened to be Lance. ::Kurt, I want you to accept Lance into the family. He has come here with best intentions.:: I shut the proffesor out, growling. ::Ja, he came here for my Katzchen.:: I got over my initial shock and sullenly walked over to an empty seat next to Ororo. I heard Lance talking to Kitty and suddenly my world went spinning. I have delt with her rejection (s) with a smile and a wink, I was never one to wear my feelings on my sleeve. But now.........now I just felt like I was someone who had fits every second, and I was about to have break. I felt hot tears well up in my eyes and I let out a strangled cry. I felt all of their eyes on me and I felt like I was on display, a feeling that made my paranoid, like an animal. I covered my face and ported to the docking bay, hoping none of them followed.
Five minutes later I stopped crying and decided to take my mind off of things with mind numbing labor, and waxing the X-jet fell perfectly into that catagory. I was working on the wind shield when I heard voices, so I decided to look for a place to hide. I wasn't ready to face anyone about my little issue this morning, it was akward already. Just as two people walked into the room I ported to the underside of the jet, where I clung protected and out of site. I saw two chatting pairs of shoes stop and lean against the side of the jet and I was happy I could be invisible in the shadows. Once my heartbeat slowed down I began listening into to the conversation and was surprised to hear the voices of Jean and Scott, the masters of unresolved romantic tension themselves. Their conversation was boring and casual, and it made me want to throw up whatever was in my unbreakfasted stomach. They were so into each other it was unreal. I was to the point of falling asleep and falling onto the deck when their conversations took a turn to a more interesting subject. Kitty. "Do you know what's up with Kitty? I mean, Jean, going for Lance can't be a healthy fascination." I heard Jean laugh as her shoes moved closer to Scott's. "Scott, it's perfectly normal for her to like the bad boy at her age. I mean, the goodies don't appeal to the ladies as much." ::I can relate.:: I thought bitterly, the burning tears returning to my eyes. Scott spoke again. "Yeah, but Lance has barely batted an eye at Kitty and she fell at his feet. Kurt has been throwing himself at her and all he gets is rejection." Jean sighed and took a step away from Scott. "Kurt isn't normal, Scott. Kitty goes for the normal type. You know, tall and handsome, not furry and blue. I'm sure she'll come around to Kurt in the future. With a sweet guy like him, who wouldn't?" My stomach twisted into a painful knot and it was hard to listen with my heart pounding in my ears. Scott laughed. "Too bad she doesn't go for the endearing type. Do you know what Kurt calls her?" Jean's shoes took a step back towards Scott as her voice answered, "Mein Katzchen. Ugh, that girl is so blind! Maybe I could drop some subtle hints around for her to see. If all else fails we could always beat her in the head with a stick." They walked out of the room laughing just in time. I walked to the wall and sat down, crying. The truth hurts when it's spoken.
AN: NOOOOOOOOOOO!! I HURT KURT!!!!! *Sobs* Well, I'm going to put him through a lot more just to get the girl. If I decide he gets the girl. Oh, this is set during joyride. I hate that episode!! Anyway, stay tuned, more angst on the way! *puts away Lance bashing bat* I don't get to use this at all.........
I want you to be free
Don't worry about me
And just like the movies
We play out our last scene
You won't cry
I won't scream
-'Movies' AAF
I stretched my arms, prepared for another tedious day of scrubbing the X-jet. I was so glad my sentence was almost over, I was almost free of labor. Besides, all that buffing had made my fur stick together in clumps. It was gross and hard to brush out. I pulled on a ripped old t-shirt that Kitty had said looked cute on me (naturally I try to wear it as often as I can now) and some shorts. I stepped out of my room and padded down the hall, savoring the smell of breakfast cooking. Nothing like fatty bacon and greasy sausage to start out your morning, ja? I decided to take the easy way to the table, so I ported to my seat. I landed in my spot, but someone else was in my seat. I looked up and yelled, porting across the room. "Vaht the hell.........?!" Lance Alvers was lounging in my chair, laughing at me. I just sat there, numb. I could feel the professor trying to communicate, so I let him inside my head while I just sat there, staring at the dirty bastard whose name happened to be Lance. ::Kurt, I want you to accept Lance into the family. He has come here with best intentions.:: I shut the proffesor out, growling. ::Ja, he came here for my Katzchen.:: I got over my initial shock and sullenly walked over to an empty seat next to Ororo. I heard Lance talking to Kitty and suddenly my world went spinning. I have delt with her rejection (s) with a smile and a wink, I was never one to wear my feelings on my sleeve. But now.........now I just felt like I was someone who had fits every second, and I was about to have break. I felt hot tears well up in my eyes and I let out a strangled cry. I felt all of their eyes on me and I felt like I was on display, a feeling that made my paranoid, like an animal. I covered my face and ported to the docking bay, hoping none of them followed.
Five minutes later I stopped crying and decided to take my mind off of things with mind numbing labor, and waxing the X-jet fell perfectly into that catagory. I was working on the wind shield when I heard voices, so I decided to look for a place to hide. I wasn't ready to face anyone about my little issue this morning, it was akward already. Just as two people walked into the room I ported to the underside of the jet, where I clung protected and out of site. I saw two chatting pairs of shoes stop and lean against the side of the jet and I was happy I could be invisible in the shadows. Once my heartbeat slowed down I began listening into to the conversation and was surprised to hear the voices of Jean and Scott, the masters of unresolved romantic tension themselves. Their conversation was boring and casual, and it made me want to throw up whatever was in my unbreakfasted stomach. They were so into each other it was unreal. I was to the point of falling asleep and falling onto the deck when their conversations took a turn to a more interesting subject. Kitty. "Do you know what's up with Kitty? I mean, Jean, going for Lance can't be a healthy fascination." I heard Jean laugh as her shoes moved closer to Scott's. "Scott, it's perfectly normal for her to like the bad boy at her age. I mean, the goodies don't appeal to the ladies as much." ::I can relate.:: I thought bitterly, the burning tears returning to my eyes. Scott spoke again. "Yeah, but Lance has barely batted an eye at Kitty and she fell at his feet. Kurt has been throwing himself at her and all he gets is rejection." Jean sighed and took a step away from Scott. "Kurt isn't normal, Scott. Kitty goes for the normal type. You know, tall and handsome, not furry and blue. I'm sure she'll come around to Kurt in the future. With a sweet guy like him, who wouldn't?" My stomach twisted into a painful knot and it was hard to listen with my heart pounding in my ears. Scott laughed. "Too bad she doesn't go for the endearing type. Do you know what Kurt calls her?" Jean's shoes took a step back towards Scott as her voice answered, "Mein Katzchen. Ugh, that girl is so blind! Maybe I could drop some subtle hints around for her to see. If all else fails we could always beat her in the head with a stick." They walked out of the room laughing just in time. I walked to the wall and sat down, crying. The truth hurts when it's spoken.
AN: NOOOOOOOOOOO!! I HURT KURT!!!!! *Sobs* Well, I'm going to put him through a lot more just to get the girl. If I decide he gets the girl. Oh, this is set during joyride. I hate that episode!! Anyway, stay tuned, more angst on the way! *puts away Lance bashing bat* I don't get to use this at all.........