The Sweetest Thing
By Zabe Rogue
Hi! This is a collection of short stories involving the X-Men and My Band of Original Characters I'd like to call the Untouchables. These ten short stories revolve around:
Angel/Starider(OC*)
Nightcrawler/Storm
Gambit/Rogue
Cannonball/Mirage(OC*)
Colossus/Ricochet(OC*)/Shadowcat
Wolverine/Shockwave(0c*)
Yoshida(OC*)/Psylocke
Beast/Yukari(OC*)
Iceman/St. Joan(OC*)
Gemini(OC*)/Multiple Man
DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN THE CHARACTERS THAT ASSOCIATE WITH X-MEN; NAMELY: ANGEL, NIGHTCRAWLER, STORM, GAMBIT, ROGUE, CANNONBALL, AND SHADOWCAT. COLOSSUS, WOLVERINE, PSYLOCKE, BEAST, ICEMAN, & MULTIPLE MAN. MARVEL OWNS THEM AND I GIVE THEM CREDIT!
CLAIMER: I DO HOWEVER OWN THE FOLLOWING CHARACTERS: Starider, Mirage, Ricochet, shockwave, Yoshida, Yukari, and Gemini. THESE ARE MY CHARACTERS AND IF YOU WANT TO USE OR BORROW THEM; YOU WILL HAVE TO GET THROUGH ME!!!! LOL-JUST KIDDING! BUT SERIOUSLY-ASK! And now to my first love fanfic series!
Angel & Starider
LITTLE THINGS
"This is so frustrating!" Warren Worthington III groaned irritably to himself. He looked at the swamp of work plopped on his desk and sighed. It was a bright, clear Friday afternoon. A beautiful day to go outside. Or, in Warren's case, spread his wings and fly to the skies. But he was stuck here doing paper work. Warren put his head on his desk. This whole CEO mess was wracking his brain. Wasn't there something I was supposed to do today? Warren thought. His thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door.
"Come in!" Warren called. A slender woman in her early 20's entered the room with a picnic basket in one hand and a bottle of red wine in the other. She has a beautiful light-mocha complexion and her jade green eyes lit up the room. Warren couldn't help but be enchanted.
"Well, Ms. Schaffer," He said teasingly. "Is this a new office policy?"
"No," Sophie Schaffer smiled. "I thought it would be nice to start our picnic early. After all…" She leaned forward to kiss him. "You had a very long day." Warren smiled at the taste of Sophie's lips but it quickly faded when he realized what he was supposed to do.
"Wait, that was today?" Warren asked.
Sophie nodded. "Oh, no." She groaned, suddenly realizing her boyfriend's question. "Don't tell me you forgot, again?"
"I'm so sorry, sweetie," Warren apologized. "But my conference meeting starts soon and I can't miss that, as much as I want to. Maybe we can reschedule?"
"But we'd been rescheduling this for two weeks now!" Sophie argued. "Your work always seems to take precedence over your life!"
"Sophie," Warren sighed. "I'm CEO of my father's company. A company which I had to take on at a very young age. I'm stressed and overworked and I don't need you nagging saying work takes precedence over my life! I don't expect you know where I coming from." Sophie looked at Warren, hurt and angry.
"Well I'm sorry if I'm less understanding to your needs," She said crossly. She left the basket and the wine to Warren and left his office.
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"Dude, welcome back to Bachelor Life!" Bobby Drake said to Warren. Warren was back at the Institute and told his buddies about the recent events that happened between him and his girlfriend, Sophie, who also happens to be a superhero too, the Untouchable known as Starider, who had the power to heal, fly, and emit bio-energy. Warren couldn't believe he ruined his chance with his soul mate, so he talked to his X-Buddies: Bobby Drake (Iceman), Hank McCoy (Beast), Logan (Wolverine), Kurt Wagner (Nightcrawler), and Scott Summers (Cyclops). Maybe talking to them was a bad idea, thought Warren. Logan smacked Bobby upside the head, hard.
"Ow, dude! What was that for?!" Bobby complained.
"For being a freaking douche bag!" Logan said.
"I know Bobby," Hank McCoy added. "Your friend is trying to come to you for advice and guidance; and all you can say is: 'Welcome back to Bachelor Life'?"
"Angel should know better than to tangle with one of the Cole Sisters," Bobby said, scowling. "They got half a chance of keeping a man as Scott does in keeping a woman." Just then another smack came across Bobby's head. This time, it was courtesy of Cyclops. "Goddamn, Cyke!" Bobby sneered. "What is this: 'Hit on Iceman Day'?"
"At the rate you're going, it should be." Scott replied. Turning back to Warren, Scott said: "Now Warren, if you want to cheer up Sophie, you have to go all out."
"How do I do that?" Warren asks.
"Take her out to a nice restaurant." Kurt suggested.
"Buy her flowers," Logan added.
"Go to the movies or a play," Hank offered.
"A nice stroll in the park," Scott said.
"And if all else fails," Bobby concluded. "Get her naked!" All the guys looked at Bobby in stupidity and groaned. "What?" Bobby asked confused.
"This is why you don't have a woman, Drake." Logan said.
"Look, who's talking." Bobby muttered. Logan, who obviously heard the comment, was about to leap forward and give Iceman a piece of his mind. When the doorbell rang, Bobby quickly got up from his seat.
"I got it!" He said, silently thanking God. The guys heard Bobby race to the door, then a loud crash. "I'M OKAY!" Bobby called out. The guys laughed.
"Poor boy's got one screw loose in his head," Hank said.
"Well, at least he's useful on missions." Warren said. The guys laughed again. Suddenly, their laughs were interrupted when Chauncey Marie Cole (Thundersparrow) entered the room, rather ticked. She was Warren's best friend and Sophie's half-sister. Being the youngest of the Cole Sisters, she knew everything and heard everything.
"Warren Kenneth Worthington III!" She shouted. "What did you do?!"
"Damn, Angel," Logan remarked. "She used your government name." Warren said nothing but glared at Bobby, who was standing off to one side.
"She threatened to choke me," Bobby reasoned. "Usually, I'd dismiss it, but you know how strong Chauncey is!"
That is true. Warren thought. Chauncey had superhuman strength and agility that surpasses any normal sixteen-year-old. She was also super-elastic too. Dismissing his thoughts, Warren turned to a glowering Chauncey.
"What did I do?" He asked.
"Sophie's at home, crying her eyes out, saying that you don't have the time to spend with her." Chauncey explained.
"I guess we're not the only ones talking about today, mien freund." Kurt smiled.
"Please, Sophie has four half-siblings and a twin sister," Scott said. "Chances are, what happened today is going to get around."
"Well, what did you do?!" Chauncey asked again.
"Nothing!" Warren replied. "I just forgot our lunch date and I'd had to cancel it because of a conference."
"Again?" Chauncey asked, giving him a look.
"Again!" The five other men chimed in. Warren gave them a look.
"I'm sorry, Chauncey. I didn't realize it until the last minute." Warren apologized.
"Naturally, I would accept it, if it didn't happen for the fifth time!" Chauncey said.
"Seventh." Logan imputed. "It happened for the seventh time."
"Nobody asked you!" Warren snapped.
"Warren," Chauncey said, more calmly. "Do you love my sister?"
"Of course, I do." Warren replied. "I loved her since I was seventeen."
"Then why is it so hard for you to just go out on one date?"
"I'm CEO of Worthington Industries. My job demands me 24/7."
"This is making his love life, suck so miserably!" Bobby said.
"Shut up, Drake!" Warren hissed.
Chauncey twirled her rusty blond curls for a moment. "Would it help if you had a day off?"
"I would be happy if I had just a few hours!" Warren remarked. Then his head cocked slightly at Chauncey. "What do you have in mind?"
"Well, since both of you are so busy with saving the world, and CEO crap," Chauncey explained. "Neither you nor Sophie barely have time for each other. So I think you should take on a personal day for yourselves."
Kurt's yellow eyes brightened. "That sounds like a great idea, Liebchen." He beamed. "You two can spend the day together, no distractions."
"No distractions?" Warren asked.
"No work, no meetings, no conference calls, no going on missions…" She stopped mid-sentence when she saw Scott gaping. "Aw, c'mon!" She told him. "Would you want Logan calling you in the middle of your date with Emma to go on some mission?"
"I wouldn't call Scott." Logan murmured.
"I'm just saying." Chauncey said.
"Okay, I see your point." Scott conceded. "Continue."
"Well, in short Warren," Chauncey continued. "You and Sophie will spend all day tomorrow together, with no distractions."
"No Distractions?" Warren asked incredulously.
"Absolutely." Chauncey smiled. "That includes your iPhone." She held out her hand to Warren. Sighing, Warren reached in his pocket, took out his phone, and gave it to Chauncey. "I hope you know what you're doing." He said.
"Don't worry," Chauncey assured. "I may be the youngest of my siblings, but I'm the one with the longest relationship."
"That's because Simon's afraid of you," Bobby snickered. Chauncey punched him in the arm. "Ow!"
"So are you going to fly home and apologize?" She asked Warren. Warren smiled and hugged the teenage powerhouse. "Thanks, girl." He said. And within the second, Warren flew out the window.
"You're really good at this relationship thing, Shaun." Logan said to the beaming teenager. "You should coach your sisters' relationships more often."
"I try," Chauncey shrugged. "But they won't let me."
"Because they know when they're being handled by a pipsqueak!" Bobby sneered. Chauncey looked at Bobby threateningly; then looked at Scott and Logan with a pleading look. Scott and Logan looked at each other and smiled.
"Of course, you can kick the Popsicle's ass!" Logan said rather cheerfully. Chauncey smiled evilly and ran after Bobby, who was already running for his life.
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"I can't STAND him!" Sophie cried under her pillow. "Is it so bad to enjoy one night without all this…work getting in the way?" Lindsey Schaffer (Solaris), Sophie's twin sister, sat on the edge of the bed.
"Well, you got to understand where Warren is coming from," Lindsey reasoned.
"Yeah!" Sophie snapped. "Rich, snotty parents!"
"Rich, snotty parents who were murdered by his uncle," Sasha Cole (Shockwave), Sophie's half-sister, clarified. "Don't forget that."
Sophie slowly sat up. "Maybe you're right," she said. Then her expression changed dramatically. "But Warren was still being an inconsiderate jerk! I could care less if he shows his face here."
"Hey Sophie, Warren's here." Damien Cole (Yoshida), Sophie's half-brother (and the ONLY Cole male), announced.
"WHAT?!" Sophie gasped. She immediately got out a bed and flew straight to her bathroom. "Tell him I'm not here!" She called out to her siblings. Warren was already in the living room with Chauncey following not far behind. "Hey Lindsey, Damien, Sasha," He greeted to the three smiling siblings. "Where's Sophie?"
"She's not here," Damien replied.
"She stepped out ten minutes ago," Sasha said.
"I heard her voice in the bathroom," Chauncey pointed out.
"That was me, girl!" Lindsey laughed nervously. "You know we're twins. We're so much alike." Warren and Chauncey looked at the three pitiful-looking group, and then at each other.
"Sophie!" Warren called out. "Come on out!"
"Go away, Warren!" Sophie shouted from the bathroom.
"Sophie, please," Warren begged. "I'm sorry. I was just really stressed out lately. I didn't mean to take it out on you."
"Sorry is not good enough, Worthington!" Warren looked at Chauncey, helplessly. "What do I do, now?" He whispered.
"Tell her, Flyboy!" Chauncey hissed.
"Sophie, I love you," Warren began. "And you know I would do whatever it takes to make you happy." He flew up to the bathroom and stood in front of the doorway. "That's why you and I are going to spend the entire day together tomorrow."
There was a long pause. Then the bathroom door creaked open. Sophie slowly stepped out of the bathroom and stood face to face with Warren.
"What did you say?" She said in a squeak.
"You and I are going to spend the day together," Warren said.
"What about work?"
"I cancelled all of my appointments, meetings, and a conference for tomorrow, Chauncey has my cell phone in her possession and Scott has agreed not to notify me for any missions." Warren smiled. "Tomorrow belongs to you and me."
Sophie smiled but it quickly faded. "Are you sure?"
"Of course," Warren assured. "We're going to enjoy this day, not as Warren Worthington III and Sophie Victoria Schaffer, not as Angel and Starider, but as just Warren and Sophie."
"Aw, Warren," Sophie squealed as she hugged her winged boyfriend. "I knew you'd come through! Where would we go?"
"Anywhere you want."
"Lin, Sasha, Damien, Chauncey," Sophie began. "Tell Anna and Dad not to call me tomorrow. Oh, and Sasha if Uncle Pete has any missions, tell him I'm unavailable." She looked at Warren lovingly. "Tomorrow, I'm spending the day with my man." She laughed softly as he kissed her.
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Tomorrow did indeed belong to Warren and Sophie. There were no calls about work, missions, and conference meetings. Warren and Sophie took this time to simply be in on another's company. And they loved every minute of it. Warren heeded every suggestion that the guys told him, except for Bobby's. He might use that as a last resort. He gave Sophie her favorite bouquet of white Orchids, which she really loved, and then they went out for a nice stroll in the park having a pleasant picnic.
"Wow, Warren. I had no idea you were so romantic!" Sophie said, rather surprised.
Warren shrugged. "Well, I had a little help."
"From whom?"
"The guys."
"The guys?" Sophie repeated. "As in Bobby, Hank, Kurt, Logan, and Scott?"
Warren nodded. "But don't worry, honey. I didn't take Bobby's advice."
Later on, the couple went to go see Jersey Boys at the Los Angeles Theater. Afterwards, they caught reservations at Chez' Reverie, a highly expensive restaurant. But to Warren, it's just like McDonald's with caviar. The beautiful couple got their tables and took their orders. As they waited for their food to arrive, Warren looked at Sophie very lovingly. Sophie caught his look.
"What is it?" She asked.
"Nothing," He replied. "I'm just in awe of how beautiful you look."
"You've seen me before, Warren."
"Yeah, but not like this." Warren's voice dropped to a whisper and Sophie had to lean in close to hear him. "Last time we seen each other, we were only kids," He pointed out. "Now look at us."
"True," Sophie agreed. "We have come a long way since Africa. Sorry I was being inconsiderate about your work."
"No, no baby. Don't blame yourself." Warren assured, taking her hand. "I'm always wrapped up in my work and in the X-Men. I never really have time for myself. This is by far the perfect day." Sophie smiles and leans forward to kiss Warren when they are rocked by a loud crash. Warren and Sophie turned to the direction of the door and saw Mister Sinister and three of his Marauders, Blockbuster, Vertigo, and Arclight, standing in the doorway. Warren groaned. Of all the days to ruin!
"Rest assured, my lowly sapiens," Sinister began. "We only came here for the money."
"And the expensive food," Vertigo added smugly.
"Warren, we need to call Scott!" Sophie whispered fiercely.
"We can't," Warren whispered back. "Scott's handling something in San Francisco. Besides, Chauncey took all of my communications."
Groaning, Sophie proceeded to get up from the table.
"Great," She said. "Now we have to fight them ourselves."
"What?!" Warren interjected. "We don't have the communication to call for back-up. Besides, you expect us to fight Sinister in our street clothes?"
"This Marilyn Manson-wannabe punk is ruining our date. I'll fight him naked if I have to." Seeing Warren's expression, Sophie added: "Which I'm not."
"All right," Warren said. "But it's still 2 against 4."
"Not for long." She dug into her purse and took out a small phone. "Lindsey gave it to me in case of emergencies." Sophie sent out an "S.O.S." text and closed the phone. "Now let's whoop his behind."
Sophie got up from behind the table and walked right up to where Sinister was.
"Well, well, well," Sinister sneered. "If it isn't the Starider. To what do we owe this honor?" He did a mock-bow.
"Save it, Sinister." Sophie said crossly. "It's one thing to terrorize the world. It's another to terrorize the world while I'm on a date!"
"A date?!" Sinister laughed. The other Marauders laughed with him. "With whom, if I may ask?"
"She's with me!" Warren replied, finally coming out of the table.
"Angel?" Sinister looked from Warren to Sophie incredulously. "Isn't he a little old for you, dear?"
"Statuary Rape!" Arclight coughed. Blockbuster and Vertigo laughed. Now really furious, Sophie blasted a white energy blast at Arclight, sending him flying. "Now that was just a warning," She said. "Next time, I won't be so nice."
"Okay, okay, I apologize." Sinister conceded. "But don't you think it's weird for a high-school girl to be intimate with a thirty-something-year-old man?"
"I'm twenty-six, she's twenty-two," Warren pointed out. "We're both old enough, don't you think? And why are you here anyway?"
"To get some food!" Blockbuster pointed out.
"At Chez' Reverie?" Sophie asked.
"Olive Garden was closed." Sinister explained. Sophie sighed and turned to Warren. "We could let them have dinner with us?"
"NO!" Warren interjected. "After what they did?"
"C'mon, Warren."
"This day was supposed to be about you and me."
"And it was. As much as I hate these guys, I can't let them go hungry." Sophie gave Warren the puppy dog look. "Please?"
Warren sighed. "How can I resist your face?" He smiled as he kissed her.
"Ugh. Get a room!" Vertigo squealed.
"Yep. They're in love all right," Arclight added.
"Okay. You can eat with us," Warren said finally. "But you have to pay for the damages to the restaurant."
"WHAT?!" The Marauders interjected.
"Well it's either that or wash their dishes for a month." Sophie offered.
"Oh all right," Sinister groaned. "What's a couple hundred dollars worth of damages anyway?"
"Actually, it's a couple thousand," Warren corrected. "But you're a geneticist, Essex. You can come up with something."
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Sophie came back home after her eventful evening. Deidre, Sasha, Damien, and Lindsey, of course wanted to know every detail. And of course, Sophie wasn't revealing anything until later. Instead she went to her little sister, Chauncey's room, to get back her stuff. She found Chauncey talking on the phone and reading a teen magazine. Sophie knocked on the door and Chauncey looked up.
"I'm gonna call you back, Simon." She said on the phone. "Okay. Love you too. Bye." She hung up the phone and looked at Sophie.
"So how was the date?" She asked.
"Lovely," Sophie replied, sitting on the bed. "Except for the part where Sinister crashed our dinner."
Chauncey's eyes grew wide. "Mister Sinister crashed your dinner?" Sophie nodded. "Why?"
"For some dinner."
Chauncey made a questioning look. "Well, that's a stupid reason," She said. "What did you and Warren do?"
"Invite him and his Marauders to our table," Sophie explained. "Then made him pay for all the damages."
"How is he at the dinner table?" Chauncey asked.
"Surprisingly eloquent," Sophie answered. "He has very good table manners."
"Wow," Chauncey breathed. "Why can't he be like that all the time?"
"Villains are full of surprises." Then Sophie's eyes lit up. "Oh, I almost forgot." She took out a small locket with Chauncey's initials on it: C.M.C. engraved on the front.
"Warren got it at a local jewelry store. It's our little way of saying thanks." Chauncey eyed the necklace with gratitude and gave her half-sister a big hug.
"Thanks, Sophie." She said. "This is beautiful." She took Warren's iPhone out and gave it to Sophie. "Give this to Warren and tell him I said thanks. He's outside." Frowning, Sophie walked up to Chauncey's window and looked outside. And sure enough, Warren was outside sitting on a swing in their backyard. Smiling, Sophie flew out the window to where Warren was.
"I thought we agreed to make Saturday our personal day?" She said teasingly.
"Yeah, but being that I want everything, I'm not really satisfied." Warren smiled. He motioned Sophie to sit next to him. Laughing silently, Sophie sat on the bench swing next to him; her petite body nestled warmly under his wing. "So what is it that you want, Mr. Worthington?" She asked.
"Your happiness." Warren said almost inaudibly.
"What?"
"I want you to be happy."
Sophie looked up at him, confused. "But I am happy."
"It's just…" Warren sighed. "With everything I have, I should be giving you my all." He looked down. "But I'm not."
"Warren," Sophie said, soothingly. "I understand your situation. You're CEO of your company. That demands your time." She turned his face towards her. "But it's the little things you do for me, such as this that turns me on."
"What did I do to deserve such an amazing woman like you?" Warren smiled as he kissed her hand. Sophie smiled and leaned in to kiss Warren full in the mouth which he returned. Warren's soft wings encircled Sophie's whole body as his arms squeezed tightly around her waist. When the kiss broke Warren and Sophie were still holding each other. Sophie rested her hand on Warren's chest while Warren ran his through Sophie's soft brown hair.
"You were an amazing man," Sophie said softly, answering Warren's question. "And you didn't listen to Iceman."
"That was going to be my last resort," Warren smirked.
"Last Resort?"
"If all else failed."
Sophie looked up. "What did he say?"
"Get you naked."
Sophie laughed. "Really, now?" Then a sly look came across her face. "Well, it don't have to be a last resort."
"What do you mean?" Sophie whispered something in Warren's ear and he smiled. "Sophie Schaffer," he said. "You are a bad girl!" He picked her up and flew her into the moonlight, Sophie laughing and squealing all the way.
DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN ANGEL OR THE X-MEN; JUST STARIDER AND THE OCS.
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