The X-Mansion, Westchester, New York:2014
Superheroes were scattered about the mansion. Asleep, hungover, music was playing quietly. The students had been cleared out, it was the first day of summer, and the day after Professor X's 78th birthday. 'Morning, Professor.' Slurred Tony, crawling off the couch. 'Why good morning, Stark.' Charles chuckled, turning on the news. 'Enjoy your evening?' Tony laughed. 'Hell yeah, I threw the party, it was bound to be good.' The newscaster spoke up. 'And this morning, we take you inside Trask Industries, to learn about their new project, the Sentinel Robots.' The Professor's eyes widened. 'I…need to take care of something. H-help yourself to whatever you want.' And with that, he went upstairs. Jean stirred, having heard their conversation. 'What was that all about?' She asked, one arm falling off her chair. 'I dunno…' Tony looked at Jean. 'Can you read his mind and find out.' 'No, I'm hungover and he would know either way, you're forgetting who he is.' Tony sighed. 'Alright. I see people are starting to wake up, we'll talk about it later.'