Love isn't blind. It's Sarcastic!
By f0rSaKeNpRiNcEsS01
Edited by mentallyinsanepyress
Howdy hey! You know, I haven't watched X-men evolution in about a year or two, and Pyress hasn't seen it at all,so try to forgiveus for misspelling names and getting information wrong. This'll be a Kurt/OC fic! Girls just can't resist the fuzzy blue elf! Huggles Kurt plushie Ahem.. I know that the X-men were exposed and now everyone knows that they're mutants, and that Tabby's part of the Brotherhood. In my fic, the X's haven't been expose, and Remy (Gambit) is part of their team now, and is living in the mansion. (And he gave up on Rouge. She was too stubborn and it got boring chasing after her when she constantly rejected him.) Remy also goes to their school and is 18, as are Jean and Scott. The rest of them are 17.
ON WITH THE SHOW!
Chapter one; Serenity
Quote of the day- Time is a horse that runs in the heart, a horse
Without a rider on road at night.
The mind sits listening and hears it pass.
Wallace Stevens, "The Pure Good of Theory"
Once upon a time, there was a very pale and fairly quite girl. She seemed normal for the most part, except she was awfully rude and sarcastic towards her class-mates... and other people in general. She could be nice; of course, she just thought it was a waste of time, just like the people around her were a waste of space. That's probably why she didn't have any friends; she would rather use most of her air for singing.
She was as innocent looking as could be, though. She had wavy, waist length, shimmering white hair; wide green eyes; a petite, almost 6th grader-ish, looking frame that was thin, but very curvy. Her voice was sweet as honey and smooth as silk, yet her tongue was an out of control fire that lashed out and burned almost anyone who dared bother her.
Her day had started out fairly normal; kids had avoided her and she already had a truck load of homework from her evil teachers who were in league with the brain eating llamas, even though it was only 4th period. The girl found herself praying for the day to speed up so she could get to her precious 7th period advanced choir. She sighed out of boredom as her math teacher droned on. She rested her elbows on her desk and hid her face in her hands, wondering if the old crone was actually the leader of the brain-eating llamas. Her eyes eventually drifted shut (after she tuned the hag out) and all she saw was the darkness of her eyelids.
That would change; all she had to do was wait.
Slowly images and colors danced before her. The most beautiful colors in the world and more! These bold and beautiful colors were accompanied by scenes of faeries of unparalleled beauty twirling and leaping gracefully in silken dresses of every color, as handsome sprites of pale and dark green skin danced among them.
A gentle smile graced her lips as she saw herself dancing among them in a form-fitting dress of untainted and shimmering white. She saw herself with large white angel wings intermingled with the deepest of crimson feathers.
She stood out in the crowd of pale faeries and green skinned sprites, but so did the being she was dancing with. It was a strange and almost frightening looking creature, with blue fur, pointed ears, white eyes, three fingered hands, a tail, and haunches. Just the same, she felt no malevolence from the being, only a sad and gentle spirit; one that had been shattered throughout it's life. Her light green eyes met it's pupil-less ones, and in them she saw; hidden deep, an unspeakable sadness so great that she couldn't help but weep for it.
She managed to tear her moist eyes away from it's white ones and survey the room, only to find that all the beautiful creatures were gone. She stared in wonder as the room dissolved into what looked like the front of a school. She looked back to the creature to discover warm hazel eyes staring into her green ones. The eyes were attached to a rather attractive brown haired teen with a huge goofy grin. She opened her mouth to ask what was going on, for these weren't her usual daydreams, but was jetted into the air at a rather alarming rate.
Luckily, she stopped her sickening ascent after a moment and stared with eyes glazed as the school scene changed to another. The grinning boy was sitting at a lunch table in an outside courtyard surrounded by a bunch of laughing teens. It was a relatively cloudy day and the girl could smell the electricity in the air. No one else was in the school courtyard aside from the six at the table she was currently staring at, one of which included the boy from before.
She watched as the grinning boy began talking to the small group at the table, before leaping onto the table and, in his excitement, knocked over a carton of milk onto a guy with bright red hair and sunglasses. The girl laughed wildly as the guy with sunglasses pulled the grinning boy off the table and into what looked likes a rather painful head lock.
She shoved a fist into her mouth to stifle her gut-wrenching laughter when she noticed the tall red haired girl look around frantically. The tall girl jumped up from her seat at the table and rushed over to the guy with sunglasses. She whispered something to him and he nodded, looking around suspiciously. The grinning boy, still in a headlock, said something too, then tried to worm out of the older boy's grip, failing as he did so.
As she watched the oddly muted scene, she finally began to hear their voices.
".It's weird, and I don't like this feeling. It feels like there's some one watching us, somewhere close by, but somewhere I can't quite sense them."
The, currently irritated, grinning boy perked up. "Ja, You veel it too Jeen? Zat feeling of veeing vatched? I felt like zat during class!" he questioned with a German accented voice.
The tall girl, Jean apparently, looked up suddenly, straight at their watcher. The girl let out a squeal of alarm as she felt gravity begin tugging at her small body. The people below her stared wide eyed. She watched them, searching desperately for some sign that she was still dreaming.
That is until she fell.
She screamed and plunged down about ten feet until she felt spindly arms wrap around her bridal style.
BAMPH!
She blinked. She was on the ground and there was a strange smell of sulfur in the air. She looked up and saw the hazel eyes staring into hers again, and somehow knew this wasn't a dream.
This was a little beyond her imagination.
Kurt's morning-
For Kurt his day was normal, if normal includes a girl phasing through your door because you shut your alarm clock off and your ride to school had just left.
Luckily for Kurt he had his teleportation ability. He had 'bamphed' himself into Scott's car when they were near the school, landing on his stomach across Rouge and Kitty's laps, causing its occupants, except Scott, to yell in surprise. That was completely normal, for them anyway.
Even from his belly-flop position across their laps, Kurt could easily see Kitty and Rogue glaring ferociously at him. He rolled onto his back and looked at Kitty, grinning impishly. "Oops?" Rogue leaned over towards Kitty and pushed Kurt's head off of her lap, causing his whole body to fall between the seats. She held him down and started to give him the world's most painful noogie!
Kurt yelped loudly, "I give, I give! Vorgive me Rogue! I did not mean to, it vas an accident! I was framed!" "Yea' right! Like ah'm supposed tah believe ya'll teleport onta us every mornin' "on accident"? I AIN'T BUYIN' IT SUGAH!" the Southern girl's voice rose in anger. Kurt just grinned, before remarking cheekily, "Vhat can I say? You make good pillows, ja?"
It was a good thing they pulled into the school parking lot.
Kurt leapt out of Scott's car and rushed off into the school, Rogue following close behind. He managed to loose the angry Goth in the massive crowd of teens and let out a long sigh of relief. He perked up immediately when he saw Tabitha 'Boom Boom' Smith, his current party crazy crush. He crept up behind her and snatched the delicious looking burger out of her hand, chomping into it hungrily.
"Hey! Ah' was eatin' that Fuzzy!" she mock glared at him. Kurt grinned again. "Ja, vwell now I'm eating it! As you say in America, 'Neener, neener, neener!'" He stuck out his tongue, showing Tabby part of her chewed up burger. The two walked to class, bickering and flirting playfully. (Most of the flirting on Kurt's part)
The day dragged on and Kurt just wished time would speed up, he wanted to go to lunch! 'Like time vould speed up… only vhen beautiful girls fall from ze sky.' He chuckled at his thought. 'Zat would be even better!' a sly grin made it's way onto his face. He's only a boy, after all. After a while Kurt started to get a strange feeling. He felt creeped out, kind of like someone was watching him.
Soon; but not soon enough; the bell for lunch rang and Kurt rushed out of the class, leaving everyone else in the dust. He met up with Kitty, Evan, Rogue, Jean, and Scott after he bought his lunch then they all took a seat at their table in the courtyard. Kurt sucked up his food like a vacuum cleaner sucks up dirt. He finished waaaaay before his friends did and decided to actually pay attention to their conversation.
"Hey, like, do you guys want to go to that new club, 'Alien,' something or other?" "That sounds interesting Kitty, but aren't you a little too young to get in there?" Scott asked, raising and eyebrow. Kitty rolled her eyes. "Like, duh, Scott! I have a couple of friends that work there! You, like, remember Robby? He's the bouncer! He said he'd let us in, totally free of charge with no questions asked!" Kurt's hazel hologram eyes lit up. "Keety you are awesome! Ve should go! I vould love to dance at a club, I'm a fuzzy leetle party moster!" He jumped onto the table to demonstrate.
He moved his feet, hips, and head to the nonexistent music in his head. He tried to pull off a dance move but instead kicked over Scott's carton of milk, spilling it all over his tan slacks. "Oops?" He smiled nervously at Scott, backing up slowly. Scott suddenly jumped up and grabbed him round the waist and yanked him off the table. He took his other arm and put Kurt in a head-lock, then removed his arm from around his waist and proceeded to give him the second most painful noogie the world had ever seen! Kurt laughed, then shouted for him to stop, and when Scott wouldn't, struggled to get out of Scott's vise-like grip.
No such luck there.
Angelic laughter fell from the sky and rung in Kurt's ears. He stopped struggling, standing still as a statue. Scott's head jerked up and Jean jumped from the table. She rushed over to Scott and Kurt and said in a hushed voice, "Something isn't right. I'm getting some strange vibes. It's weird, and I don't like the feeling. It feels like some one's watching us, somewhere close by, but somewhere I can't quite sense them." Kurt's head shot up to look at Jean's face. She looked worried.
He cocked his head to the side slightly, asking, "Ja? You veel it too, jeen? Zat feeling of veeing vatched? I felt like zat during class!" He was waiting for a reply when Jean swiveled her head quickly and looked up into the sky. He, Scott, Jean, Evan, Rogue and Kitty looked up as well and noticed something strange.
"Vell…You don't see zat every day, ja?" Kurt muttered to himself.
Floating about twenty feet above them was a petite, white haired, green eyed girl; dressed in a long, flowing white dress with bell sleeves about a foot longer than her arms, that glittered in the almost non-existent sunlight. (Kurt has amazing eyesight, ja?) The girl's laughter-moist eyes widened as she realized they were watching her. Kurt watched as she floated slowly down, then, instead of continuing to float gently down, began to plummet towards the ground at an alarming speed. The girl let out a cry of surprise and fell about ten feet before Kurt leapt into action, literally. He leapt slightly into the air and BAMPH was right next to her. He grabbed her bridal style (One arm under her knees and one arm under her neck, if you didn't know what 'bridal style' meant.) and bamphed back down to where Jean, Scott and Kitty were waiting.
She looked up at him in wide eyed amazement, her small powder white lips forming a shimmering 'o' shape. "Wie geht es ihnen, fräulein?" ((How are you, girl?)) he asked quietly. She nodded slowly then replied softly in a rich feminine voice, "Es geht, vielen dank!" ((Okay /So so, thanks a lot!)) Kurt blinked. His face broke into a wide grin. "You understood me! You speak German as well, ja!" Kurt exclaimed, reverting back to English in his excitement. She shook her head slightly. "Only little bits." She smiled apologetically.
"Bitte, could you put me down? Those freakishly tall people over there are staring." Her adorable little voice hardly came above a whisper now, as though the words were too fragile to say out loud. Kurt nodded mutely, feeling a blush rise, starting from his chest and making it's way up to his ears as her innocent green eyes looked into his. Of course the blush wouldn't be seen when he was in his true form, but he had on his holographic watch. (rolls eyes That's rather obvious, don't cha think?) He set the small white-haired girl down gently.
Scott leaned down and studied her. She was a petite girl, standing only about 5'1, and looked like a 6th grader compared to Scott's height of nearly 6'0. She looked small and fragile even when compared to Kurt and Kitty.
Scott finished studying the girl and leaned down towards her. "Who are you and why were you spying on us?" he interrogated. The girl jumped back about three feet from Scott and started to shake slightly. Scott repeated his question and still got no answer. He was about to start shouting until Jean put her hand on his shoulder. "You're scaring her Scott! Knock it off." She walked towards the girl slowly. The little girl shook even more, and eyed Jean warily, like she was going to pounce on her withought a second's warning. Jean gave her a warm smile and said gently, "It's alright, we aren't going to hurt you. We just want to know who you are."
The girl stared at her for a moment before answering, "My name is Serenity Bones. I don't know where I am or how the heck I got here." She stopped shaking and stared at Kurt, head cocked to the side innocently. "Bitte, Können Sie mir helfen?" she asked, no emotion showing on her seemingly innocent face.
Well, there you have it! Sorry if things seem rushed or people seem out of character, I'm trying, I really, really am!
Definitions
"Wie geht es ihnen…?"- How are you? "Fräulein"- 1) Used as a courtesy title in a German-speaking area before the name of an unmarried woman or girl. 2) Used as a form of polite address for a girl or young woman in a German-speaking area. "Es geht, vielen dank!"- "Okay (or so-so), thanks a lot!" "Bitte"- "please" "Bitte, Können Sie mir helfen?"- "Please, can you help me?" "Ja"- I'm pretty sure that's German for 'Yes' or 'Yeah'. If not oh well.