Animal Empathy
Disclaimer: I own not the X-men. Sad, really.
Yes, this is an original character fic. No, I don't plan on making her pair with the original characters, nor do I plan on making her a Mary-sue. I abhor Mary-sues.
The saying of this fic?
You can say any foolish thing to a dog, and the dog will give you a look that says, "My God, you're right! I never would've thought of that!"
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It was quiet. Too quiet. I knew once I turned into the hallway, my fate was sealed.
But that wasn't the point. I had no other alternative. And so I turned down the hallway and was immediately set upon…-
By munchkins. "Si-is! The dog got caught under the sink again!"
I rolled my eyes in exasperation. Mom and Dad had already left for their respective workplaces. And since it was summer, I had to look after my little brother and sisters. All of them ranging five to nine.
"How did the dog get in there THIS time?" And incidently, being the oldest in the house at the moment, that left me to deal with household emergencies. Dogs under the sink. Rips in clothing. Underwear in trees.
Long story.
Anyway, I was led by the horde of mini-somethings over to where our dog, Doggy (my little brother named him) was currently straining to get out from beneath the sink. I dropped down to all fours to see exactly how he was stuck. Really, they should make a reality show out of my life. See this girl free her dog from the sink in less than ten minutes!
I petted Doggy on the back so he would stop struggling so I could get a good look under the sink. He quieted instantly.
The flood of thoughts slowly washed over me. Sad. Scared. Pain. His collar was stuck on one of the pipes. I slipped my hands in to undo the collar whilst I allowed some of my confidence to pour into the ensnared Doggy. I couldn't undo the collar by the way his head was tilted. I smoothed the hair around his ears and whispered, "Move your head a bit." He tilted his head, allowing me to finally unclasp his collar. He bolted from under the sink and hauled his sorry tail back through the Doggy door.
First crisis of the morning averted. I looked back at my all too innocent siblings. "I don't want any trouble today." As soon as the words were out of my mouth, little mischevious grins were on every face. I groaned inwardly as all of them dashed off to do their share of chaos.
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Charles Xavier shook his head slightly. Jean glanced over in surprise and concern. "Is something wrong professor?"
"I thought I picked up something just now. It may have been a mutant, but the signal is gone now." He took off the cerebro helmet and placed it thoughtfully on the console. "I'm sure that this reading will appear again. In the meantime, shouldn't you be getting ready for a danger room session?"
Showing less than stellar enthusiasm, Jean nodded. "I'll do my best Professor. Please don't hesitate to interrupt the session if you need me."
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Dun-dun-dun! First chapter up. Yeah, I know I haven't got anything on this new kid except the fact that it's a she, older than a nine-year-old, and obviously has a mutant power. And she has a sense of humor. But never fear! More upon this mystery lady to come!
Please review. Flames will be used to fuel my burning desire, constrictive criticisms will be looked at and considered, and compliments will be framed.
Disclaimer: I own not the X-men. Sad, really.
Yes, this is an original character fic. No, I don't plan on making her pair with the original characters, nor do I plan on making her a Mary-sue. I abhor Mary-sues.
The saying of this fic?
You can say any foolish thing to a dog, and the dog will give you a look that says, "My God, you're right! I never would've thought of that!"
*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*
It was quiet. Too quiet. I knew once I turned into the hallway, my fate was sealed.
But that wasn't the point. I had no other alternative. And so I turned down the hallway and was immediately set upon…-
By munchkins. "Si-is! The dog got caught under the sink again!"
I rolled my eyes in exasperation. Mom and Dad had already left for their respective workplaces. And since it was summer, I had to look after my little brother and sisters. All of them ranging five to nine.
"How did the dog get in there THIS time?" And incidently, being the oldest in the house at the moment, that left me to deal with household emergencies. Dogs under the sink. Rips in clothing. Underwear in trees.
Long story.
Anyway, I was led by the horde of mini-somethings over to where our dog, Doggy (my little brother named him) was currently straining to get out from beneath the sink. I dropped down to all fours to see exactly how he was stuck. Really, they should make a reality show out of my life. See this girl free her dog from the sink in less than ten minutes!
I petted Doggy on the back so he would stop struggling so I could get a good look under the sink. He quieted instantly.
The flood of thoughts slowly washed over me. Sad. Scared. Pain. His collar was stuck on one of the pipes. I slipped my hands in to undo the collar whilst I allowed some of my confidence to pour into the ensnared Doggy. I couldn't undo the collar by the way his head was tilted. I smoothed the hair around his ears and whispered, "Move your head a bit." He tilted his head, allowing me to finally unclasp his collar. He bolted from under the sink and hauled his sorry tail back through the Doggy door.
First crisis of the morning averted. I looked back at my all too innocent siblings. "I don't want any trouble today." As soon as the words were out of my mouth, little mischevious grins were on every face. I groaned inwardly as all of them dashed off to do their share of chaos.
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Charles Xavier shook his head slightly. Jean glanced over in surprise and concern. "Is something wrong professor?"
"I thought I picked up something just now. It may have been a mutant, but the signal is gone now." He took off the cerebro helmet and placed it thoughtfully on the console. "I'm sure that this reading will appear again. In the meantime, shouldn't you be getting ready for a danger room session?"
Showing less than stellar enthusiasm, Jean nodded. "I'll do my best Professor. Please don't hesitate to interrupt the session if you need me."
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Dun-dun-dun! First chapter up. Yeah, I know I haven't got anything on this new kid except the fact that it's a she, older than a nine-year-old, and obviously has a mutant power. And she has a sense of humor. But never fear! More upon this mystery lady to come!
Please review. Flames will be used to fuel my burning desire, constrictive criticisms will be looked at and considered, and compliments will be framed.