Rahne's Shoe Fetish

Hello everybody, I am MoonlightHowl74, and I would like to share my first fanfiction with you! As you already know, this is my first fanfiction, so, criticize all you want! Hopefully, I can make amends and we can all be happy. Anyway, this is just a funny short little one-shot on Rahne and her love of shoes.

It was a normal day at the Xavier Institute for Gifted Children. Well, as normal as you can get with a whole bunch of mutant teenagers running about. Trying to find their shoes.

"Jubilee!" cried a frantic Amara Aquilla, "Have you seen my right shoe? You know, the one with the fancy straps that you helped me pick out? I have a date with Sam, so I need to it, pronto!" As the brunette and black haired girl ran about, the boys were having trouble too…

"Oof!" Jamie Madrox hit the ground, and immediately duplicated himself. "Sorry, dude!" called a frazzled Roberto da Costa, as he hopped about on one socked foot pulling his sneaker onto his other foot. "Oh, by the way, have you seen my other sneaker?" Both of the Jamies shook their heads and Roberto let out another sigh. "Where could that stupid shoe be?" he muttered under his breath.

Meanwhile…

Rahne Sinclair panted happily as she dove back under the bed skirt, and carefully placed her newest find, (Jean's new left Jimmy Choo heel) right next to the tattered Nike that used to belong to Ray. Then she crawled back out, morphing back to human form on the way, and with a wolfish grin of glee, pranced off to find something to eat.

Back with the other mutants…

Amara was losing patience. So were Jean, Ray, Roberto and other assorted mutants with missing footwear. They had stormed the entire mansion, leaving the place turned upside down from repeated and thorough combing.

Soon, all that was left was Jamie, Rahne, and Scott's room left, along with the professor's office. Jean took the office, while the others began to upturn the remaining rooms. All of a sudden, there was a triumphant shout as Roberto, Amara, Bobby and Jubilee emerged from Rahne's room, wielding all the stolen shoes.

"My new shoe!" Jean wailed as she looked at the rather torn up high heel. "Aww, come on!" muttered Roberto as he inspected his hole-infested sneaker. After everyone was finished complaining about their shoes, they all looked at each other, simultaneously dropped the ravaged shoes, and yelled, "RAHNE SINCLAIR!"

The poor wolf girl ran up the stairs, worried about her friends. She was met with, instead of a bloody scene, a laughing boyfriend, an angry instructor or two, and a whole bunch of frowns. She blinked.

Roberto came over and shook his head, still shaking with laughter. "My, my, my," he chuckled. "Never did I suspect that my girlfriend had such a fetish for shoes!" Rahne's eyes widened in realization as she began nervously backing away from the annoyed people and ran down the stairs.

"When I get my hands on you!" "Rahne Sinclair! That was my newest pair of shoes!" "I'll kill you! Those shoes cost me almost a year's worth of allowance!" The shouts could be heard from all over the mansion as the shoe-deprived crowd stampeded after Rahne. And all Roberto could do was collapse on the staircase, laughing his heart out.

The End

Okay! Hope that you like it! If you want more, you can just keep for my name. I'll try to update as often as possible, and give you a new story. Really sorry if you have to wait a long time.

~ MoonlightHowl74