Author's note: This is my very first fanfic, and I'm a huge Scott fan. I know Scitty's not very popular, but I hope to spread it. enjoy!
Kitty watched Scott from the side of the Danger Room walls. She was seated on a
large chunk of machinery, and was dangling her feet from the metal. She was dressed in her summer halter top, and wore Capri's. She sighed as she watched Scott, who was
oblivious of her presence. His pecs were defined in his suit, and his brow was furrowed in concentration. Sweat was shining on his face, and he moved with such grace and
flexibility that Kitty was awed by his body's form. She chewed on a piece of her hair,
and sighed once more. She daydreamed about unicorns flying around her and Scott as
they sat cuddled on her stuffed dragon; Lockheed (he was real in the fantasy) flew through the air. She was so into her little fantasy, that she did not hear a startled cry, and
a large piece of lethal weaponry hurl at her. She looked up at the last minute, but it was
too late. She shut her eyes. Suddenly, a red beam shattered it to pieces before it could do the same to Kitty, and Cyclops threw himself at Kitty as chunks flew everywhere,
and the beams went haywire. He lay on top of her, and his breathing was heavy. "What-are-you doing here?" he asked her. She blushed and replied, "I, just, umm like wanted
to watch?" He stared at her in wonder, and rolled off. He picked her up in his strong arms, and she blushed even more. His hard and warm arms made her want to cuddle
against his chest. She looked up and said, "Uhh, thanks for, um saving me.' He chortled and smiled down at her.
So this was what it was like to be Scott Summer's arms.