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will get is your lawyers' bills.
Note: This is my take on the episode where Forge builds a machine
that slows Kurt's teleporting down. This is in no way what actually
happened. I hope you all enjoy this.
Parallel Worlds
"This device will slow down your teleporting." Forge said as he
finished the last minute touches on his newest gadget. "There, all done.
Everybody ready?"
The assembled x-men nodded and moved in closer to Kurt. When they
were all in place, Forge walked over to the control panel and started pressing
buttons in rapid succession. "Bye you guys, let me know when you get there.
Kurt, Teleport now!"
With a bamf, the room was empty except for Forge, who dutifully
monitored the controls. "Alright, everything looks great. Wait a minute,
what's this?" A red light was flashing on the control panel. "Oh no. Not Good."
The sun was bright that morning in Westchester County. Storm must
be in a good mood this morning, Bobby thought as he walked down to the
kitchen. Everyone was there eating breakfast. Well, everyone but Rouge and
Remy, but that was to be expected. Those two night owls never came down
this early. Logan was slicing bananas for his cereal. But he was using a
normal knife. Logan, seeing Bobby's look of surprise, inclined his head to
the left. There stood Jean, who was stirring orange juice. Bobby was no
longer surprised. Jean considered Logan's claws unfit for cooking use. In
other words, she bullied him into using knifes.
Bobby sat down at the table and helped himself to a bowl of cereal.
Several minutes later, Bobby was still sitting there, listening to Bishop and Logan
argue over the latest hockey game. They were getting so animated about it that they
both missed Remy coming down. The resident Cajun looked at the variety of
cereal and bagels on the table and shuddered. He went to the refrigerator and
pulled out all the things needed for an omelet. Or more likely, knowing
Remy, an omelet for him and one for Rogue.
All of a sudden there was a loud ruckus out on the lawn. The alarms
sounded. Everyone dropped what they were doing and ran out to meet the
threat.
Oh, that hurt. Kurt moaned as he tried to move out from under the pile
of his teammates. When he finally managed to get Kitty off of him, he stood
up. He was defiantly sore and bruised. Kitty was heavier then she looked.
He looked down at the counter strapped to his chest to see how long they
would be here. But the counter was smashed. The whole thing was crushed.
The world exploded in bright red lights and sirens. Kurt turned around
to see a house that looked remarkably like the mansion. The alarms brought
his teammates to their feet. Kurt sensed that Rogue had moved to cover his
back. Lately the two of them had been growing closer. They were almost as
close as brother and sister.
Kurt heard a familiar voice say, "Cerebro, turn off alarms." It sounded
similar to the Prof.'s. The door opened and ten figures poured out. They
looked very familiar. He couldn't quite place them, though something told
him they should. Then he saw the tenth figure. It was large, blue, furry, and
looked too much like Hank to be a coincident.
They new comers stopped, obviously trying to figure out who they
were. "Who are you, if I may ask?" Said the one who not only sounded, but
looked like, the Professor.
"We are the X-men, and we mean no harm." Said the professor. The
teenagers and their teachers watched as the ten people before them
exchanged glances.
"Then you are welcome here." Said the one that resembled the
professor. "For we also use the name X-men." Hank, Kurt's Hank, gasped
in sudden realization.
"Professor, we seem to be meeting our parallel counterparts."
Any further conversation halted at the appearance of yet another
vaguely familiar woman. Only this one was coming from the sky. When she
landed with her back to them, Kurt could see that she her hair was up under a
hat, and she wore a scarf and gloves, presumably to protect her from the
colder air up in the atmosphere.
"What is goin' on heah? Cyke, if this is anotheah of yoah mornin'
drills, Ah sweaah, yoah goin' ta regret it." She pulled her hat off and long,
curly, auburn hair tumbled down. Auburn hair with a white stripe.
The one she called Cyke coughed and pointed behind her to Kurt and
his friends. The woman turned around and her bright green eyes widened at
the sight of them. "Meet the X-men. At least, a different dimension's
X-men."
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