AN: The Watcher 019: Thanks for another bomb review Watcher! I'm happy you liked it.
HalloweenJack138: Thanks for your feedback! I am doing a little more with her, I didn't expect anyone to like this. And now I'm a bit intrigued with her. Thanks again!
Well I guess this could either be another one-shot in a collection, or it could be in continuity whatever makes more sense to you. I just wanted to write a bit more about Pixie and with the current series' in New X-men and Uncanny. I have been getting sooo many ideas lately but don't know what to do with them and must admit i've gotten sloppier/just more hurried in getting things out even if i haven't proofread. sooo. read at your own risk! I cut this one kinda short to avoid just pushing another long and warbled chapter out without taking as much time on it. SO, that being said, with a bulk of new ideas/stories comes less quality. i'm sure when i'm done with this binge on ff's, i'll regret it and polish em up then.
Like a perching butterfly on a tree or a preying stalker, a girl with shockingly pink-purple hair in a wavy mane, stared out from behind a tree in the giant backyard of the Jean Grey School, she bit at her nails and steadily kept a watchful gaze on her target.
His back was to her, he was bent over sitting on a rock, moping, his face sullen and scowling.
The girl's wings flitted her up a few inches, rapidly, but then she sank back down and stood on her feet, fingertips between her teeth, eyes glued to the rock.
She wistfully twisted at the tip of her hair and knew, that Kitty had told the students to give the New X-Men space for a while, and to not go up to them, since they needed to adjust.
Megan figured she had stayed away and watched for long enough, and that the young, yummy past Scott needed a friend, and no one else wanted to talk to him.
She determinedly marched to him.
Bending down in front of his scowling face, she cheerfully greeted, "Hullo! We haven't properly been introduced yet, Megan Gwynn at your service. I just thought I'd jump-start our introduction some years."
Scott looked up, his young gaunt face perplexed, he cautiously asked, "You...don't hate me?"
Pixie jumped over and perched on the rock next to him, not too unhappy about the fact that the surface area was tight and so their bums were touching.
She wiggled hers and crinkled her nose and dark eyes at him.
Flipping her hand at him, she said, "No way! I mean, you didn't do anything, at least not yet. You're the uncorrupted, totally single, absolutely virgin, and let's not forget, with a very tidy retro style, mini Scott."
The boy stammered, "What-how did you...would you know..."
Pixie laughed phonetically, "Duw! Everyone knows you and Jean were each others' firsts and in some cases, only's."
Scott nearly fell off the rock, "Jean and I-? Oh dear..."
Megan nodded, "But I aim to change things, and I very much doubt that Jean wants to be with you anymore."
"She-she wants to be with me?!"
Megan covered her mouth with her hands, "Whoops! Mun! I wasn't supposed to say a thing!"
Scott buried his head between his knees and squeezed his hair. "That must be why she gives me those death rays every time she sees me, she can't stand me now."
"Well, cheer up chum, you can be my boyo, how about a go at it, buttie?"
"Is that how your hair always looks? It's neat, I've never seen anyone with that hair color."
Megan's pointy ears twitched and her cheeks turned a shade off from her hair. He marveled at her mutant appearance with a sort of fascination of someone from another planet. She felt beautiful under his red shaded, observant stare. Not that she didn't think she was even if a boy that was teen Scott wasn't looking at her, it was just that, it was not brought to her attention all the time.
"Cyclops is...here! The Extinction team is outside!"
Scott whipped his head, seeing his teammates, the New X-Men in their yellow uniforms, running to the front of the mansion.
Megan's heart soared, and she nervously tried to still her twitching wings.
She stood up and linked both her arms through Scott's and nudged her head, "Let's go take a look see then, shall we?"
The mutants of the Jean Grey School were lining up outside, across from the Extinction Team who had teleported impressively at the door.
Kitty Pryde ran to the front of everyone and faced the present Scott, staring at him with wider than saucers blue-gray eyes and an open mouth.
She looked as if she had seen a ghost.
Cyclops in his new and rebooted black and red uniform stood defiantly with Illyana immediately at his side, and a few new mutants Pixie did not recognize. Emma Frost hung back, her face expressionless and smug.
Megan had to admit, she liked their new costumes.
Emma's eyes flickered over to Megan linking arms with Scott, and Megan involuntarily shivered.
Emma looked almost contemptuous and snotty.
The Stepford Cuckoos who had been quiet lately at the school, stepped to the side, watching their mother-spawn.
They seemed quite pleased with the appearance of Cyclops, and with a less zealous attitude, at Emma.
Even though she had spent the past year with negativity towards her crush, she could not calm her heart, and seeing him in his slick new uniform and being as revolutionary as ever, only made her long for him more. And he was single now...
But they started talking business and Kitty was offended at something and the Cuckoos were having a death match staring contest with Emma who was suddenly nonplussed.
Cyclops was talking about something in his neutral, grim, and authoritative voice, when Jean cut in, accusingly, "Why should we trust you now or ever"
The older man was taken a back for a second, and found Jean's face when looking to see the source of angry noise. He stuttered. "Uh..."
Then he had to ask, "It's just...was your voice really always this high-pitched? I don't remember it always being like that."
Illyana jabbed Scott in the side with the hilt of her seriously gigantic sword.
He briefly regained his focus and nodded at Illyana, muttering under his breath, "Oh, thank you, Yana. Right. As I was saying."
Teen Jean in all her self-righteous fury, turned a bright crimson and projected telepathically with her newly unleashed powers, 'The man had the nerve to say my voice was squeaky! Typical! Avoiding the issue by changing the subject.'
Teen Scott muttered under his breath, "Put a lid on it, Jeannie."
Megan laughed out loud, startling everyone around her, cutting straight through the tension in a very inappropriate manner.
