Some of these one shots will kind of go together, and the first few will be Will getting used to the mansion and all the others, but there is no actual plot to this story. Just making sure that's well known. Oh, one more thing, I have no idea how to write accents, so use your imaginations to imagine Kurt, Rogue, and Rahne's accents please. Sorry for any inconveniences and/or used effort this causes.
Chapter 2: That's My Bacon!
Will woke up early. The clock said 5:24. The previous day had been exhausting; Will had been bombarded with questions from the other kids, despite the professor having told them about him. Will had to retreat to Kurt's room at about eight to escape everyone. Well, everyone except that Rahne girl. She stood off on her own while everyone else assaulted Will with questions.
Will got up, careful not to wake his roommate, which wasn't that difficult, and went downstairs. The professor had told Will that he was welcome to any food in the mansion, as long as he left enough for the others. Will didn't think that's be too much of a problem; he had gone without food enough times. Will quietly made his way to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. As far as breakfast went, there were eggs and some kind of bacon, though the bacon seemed a bit meatier than most bacon. Will decided to fry a couple of eggs and cook some bacon. Will learned how to cook out of necessity; he had often broken in to people's houses and stayed there while the owners were away on vacation. He taught himself how to cook so he could eat.
Will made the eggs first. He believed in preserving as much food as possible, so Will never cooked more than one thing at a time. He cooked the eggs and ate them before starting on the bacon. The scent of scrambled egg filled the kitchen.
Will finished with the eggs and decided to get started on the bacon. Before long the sound of sizzling bacon and the smell of freshly cooked bacon filled the kitchen. Will preferred his bacon a bit crispy. By the time Will had the bacon ready it was already 6:50.
Will was about to take a bite of the bacon when Rahne walked into the kitchen, wearing a very large green nightshirt. She took one look at Will, then at the bacon, then back at Will, and snarled "That's my bacon!"
She grabbed the bacon from Will's hand, along with the rest of the bacon that Will had cooked, and took it over to a corner. She sniffed the bacon and groaned "Oh, man! You burned it!"
Will raised his eyebrow. "I cooked it. It's not burnt."
"It's burnt!" she snapped. Rahne looked like she was about to say more, but Kitty walked into the kitchen before she could.
Kitty yawned, stretched, then noticed Rahne and Will. "Good morning," she said, somewhat surprised. "Why are you two up this early?"
"Not all of us normally get up at noon, Kitty," Rahne said jokingly.
Kitty pouted. "Ha ha. Very funny," she said. Kitty noticed Rahne's plate of bacon. "Whoa, you actually cooked your bacon today?"
Rahne snarled. "No, he did!" she shouted, pointing at Will.
"I didn't know it was yours!" Will said hastily.
"Wait, you tried to eat Rahne's bacon?" Kitty asked. "You just got here! There's no way you already have a death wish!"
"Again, I didn't know it was hers!" Will said. "The professor said that I was welcome to eat whatever was here, as long as there was enough left for the others. Check the fridge, there's enough bacon for the others!"
"But that bacon isn't my bacon!" Rahne argued.
"What's the difference?" Will asked. Kitty and Rahne both gasped.
"Rahne's bacon is considerably thicker, juicier, and far better tasting than common, normal bacon," Kitty said.
"Bacon is bacon, how can hers be better?" Will asked. When he was on the streets, most foods tasted pretty similar. Meat tasted like meat, fruit like fruit, bread like bread, and so on. Will was never much of a food connoisseur.
Kurt walked into the kitchen, asking "What is with all the yelling?"
"He tried to eat my bacon!" Rahne yelled, again pointing at Will.
Kurt gasped. "Oh, man, dude! That is so not cool. Where did she bite you?"
"Wait, what?" Will stuttered. She bites?
"When she found out you touched her bacon. When she first came here I moved her bacon so I could reach the orange juice and she chased me around the mansion for two hours before she finally caught me and bit me on the arm," Kurt said. "Where'd you get bit?"
"I haven't had a chance to bite him yet," Rahne growled, changing into a wolf. Will decided that it was a really good time to run, so he borrowed Kurt's power and teleported to the roof of the mansion, where hopefully Rahne couldn't get to him.
After Will disappeared in a puff of sulfur Kurt said "Hey! No fair using my powers!"
Rahne turned back into a human, coughing slightly at the smell of sulfur. "Aren't you going to chase after him?" Kitty asked.
Rahne shook her head. "He didn't know it was my bacon, I guess I can let him off with a little warning."
"Oh, man! Now you turn all bark and no bite!" Kurt said. Rahne glared at him and slowly changed into a wolf.
Kitty looked at Kurt and said "You'd better run!"
Kurt quickly teleported to the roof with Will, hoping to avoid being on the receiving end of yet another Rahne storm.
Will looked over at Kurt. "So, any other rules the professor didn't mention that I need to know?" he asked.
Kurt nodded his head. "Oh, yeah. I made a list that I keep in our room. I'll let you look at it so you can learn from my mistakes."
Will sighed. Life at the mansion may actually prove more challenging than living in the streets. At least in the streets he didn't get attacked by anything until nine, and that was always because he stole someone's food. Here, he was almost attacked before seven fifteen because he cooked some unlabeled bacon. Oh, well, maybe it'll be fun.
Author's Note:
Like I said, no accents because I have no idea how to write them. I also neglected to have Kitty talk like a ditzy valley girl because she stopped doing that after season 1. If anyone has any requests, let me know and I'll turn them into one shots using the power of friendship! ...Okay, not really, but seriously, feel free to leave reviews that have requests or compliments. I very much love those.