Disclaimer: "X-Men: Evolution" and all associated characters and situations are the property of Marvel, used for entertainment purposes without permission or intent to profit.

Author's Note: This is for those who wanted a sequel to 'Kat Would'... for now, though, you get a prequel. I'll try not to turn into George Lucas. No Gungans! Although, with Toad's tongue, there's some potential comedy there, I mean it worked for Binks and that scene on Tatooine... nah, forget it...

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"Going Over The Wall"
By J.T. Magnus, 'Turbo'

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"Good little girls make some mighty wild women;
they've pinned it up since the very beginning;
when they fall in love, they wanna take it to the limit;
good little girls make some mighty wild women."
- 'Good Little Girls', Blue County.

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Lance Alvers leaned against the wall beside the rear door of Bayville High, arms crossed, knee bent with his foot on the wall; the very picture of the high-school rebel, the boy that every girl wanted and that every girl's parents warned her about. And that would be even before the parents found out he was a mutant. He knew this one from experience; proper parents didn't want their good little girls hanging around with the mutant bad boy.

Even when their 'good little girl' could walk through walls.

"You know, Pretty Kitty," Lance greeted Katherine Pryde, better known to everyone around as 'Kitty', as she came out the school doors, "I'm hurt. I really am; you didn't call, you didn't stop by the boarding house when you got back in town, I didn't even get to see you until now. Almost enough to make me feel unwanted... so, how was home?"

Kitty slid her bookbag off of her shoulder and sat it on the ground before turning to face Lance, rolling her eyes, "Like, compared to what? Being locked in a room with Scott and Jean for a week at their, like, most preach-y?"

"So it was that bad, huh?"

Kitty groaned and took a step forward before falling against Lance's chest as he put his foot on the ground and folded his arms around her, "Worse."

"So, what did your parents say?"

"What do you think they said..." Kitty mumbled into his chest.

"I've got a bad feeling it wasn't 'Have you picked out a dress' or 'When should we date the Ketubah for'," Lance answered softly.

Just the fact that Lance knew enough about her and her faith to know what a Ketubah, a Jewish marriage contract, was helped make her feel better as Kitty pulled back slightly before answering, "Well, my mom was pretty blunt, she said I must be crazy."

"And your dad?"

"I think he was joking when he said, and I quote, 'Nope, you'll just have to elope'."

Lance grinned, "Now there's an idea."

Kitty looked up at him in curiousity, "What?"

"Eloping," Lance raised an eyebrow, his expression half a dare and half an offer.

"Lance..." Kitty rolled her eyes, an indescribable expression on her own face.

"What? They said they didn't support it and we all know our friends' opinions on our relationship. Why shouldn't we just go ahead and do it, then?" The Brotherhood member pulled his jeep keys from his pocket and held them up, "Come on, Kitten, please? Please, Pretty Kitty, please?"

Kitty pulled her necklace out from under her shirt, looking at the ring hanging on the chain next to her Star of David as she sighed.

Then she looked up at her fiance and smiled, "I need some things from the Institute first."

Lance returned the smile, "Then let's go get 'em."

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Outside one of the walls surrounding the grounds of the Xavier Institute for Higher Learning, Kitty had her arms folded as she shook her head at Lance, "Remind me again why I don't just phase us through the wall?"

"Uh, well," Lance shrugged, "Would you accept 'tradition' as an answer?"

"Lance..." Kitty drew out the word warningly.

"Okay, okay, I don't know what kind of security system Xavier's got in the wall, Kitten," Lance explained, "For all we know, you could set off an alarm by phasing through a wire we didn't know was there."

The brunette gave him a look that plainly said she wasn't buying into his argument, "And you don't think there'd be, like, something that could detect us going over it?"

"Kitten, have you forgotten how often Toad breaks into the mansion? If there was something there, we'd know about it."

"Toad, Quicksilver, you..." Kitty ticked off on her fingers, "Just admit it, Lance, the mansion's security sucks and you just like the idea of climbing the wall like you're some kind of fairy tale prince rescuing the princess."

Lance sighed with a hint of a chuckle before dropping to a knee, "Forsooth, oh fair Lady Katherine of the Pryde, thy words cut straight to mine heart with their truthfulness. One such as thee deserves but the bravest and most noble of knights while I am but a peasant - ow!"

Rolling her eyes, Kitty folded her arms across her chest as Lance rubbed the back of his head where she had just smacked him, "Never talk like that again, okay? It just doesn't sound right coming from you."

"Aw," Lance whined as he climbed back to his feet. "And I didn't even get to the part about slaying the dragon. I was going to come up with something about your stuffed animal. It would have been good."

"Don't you touch my dragon, mister!" Kitty stabbed her finger into his chest to emphasis her point.

Lance looked off into space for a moment before shaking his head, "I could take that so wrong if I wanted to..."

"Why don't we just take time and get my stuff instead?" Kitty rolled her eyes at her boyfriend's - or was that now her fiance's? - antics.

"So does this mean we can go over the wall?"

Narrowing her eyes, Kitty reached out and grabbed Lance by his shirt before walking backwards, pulling him through the wall behind her.

"Guess not," he managed to remark just before passing through the wall.

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Walking backwards brings with it a certain notable risk; to wit, one cannot see where they're going or what lies in their path. It was by sheer fortune's favor that the young couple didn't find themselves tumbling to the ground, having tripped over rock or limb, after passing through the Institute's outer wall. It helped that when Lance momentarily lost his footing, he instinctively leaned backwards and, with Kitty no longer phasing them, caught himself on the wall. Although the impact did, however, momentarily knock the breath out of him. For another moment, it actually seemed to remind him of the first time they had met; when Kitty had phased out of her locker after being trapped inside by the school's 'queen bee' and her drones and had knocked him down by accident as he was walking past, back in Illinois. Sometimes he wondered what would have happened if Xavier and Mystique hadn't shown up when they did back then and he and Kitty could have had time to work out their differences; would he have ended up one of the 'good guys', would she have 'gone bad', would they have gotten together for good there and then or would it have taken the same three years or even never happened at all? Then he usually realised that it didn't matter anyway, for all that had happened since that first meeting, he was perfectly happy with where they were now. The fact that Kitty was still pressed against him had nothing to do with that.

"So what now," Lance asked when he had caught his breath, "Planning to phase me into the Mansion itself?"

The brunette could have happily stayed there half-leaning, half-laying on her boyfriend - her fiancee's - chest all day if there wasn't things that needed to be done, "Nope, how's your catch?"

"I'm actually a better second baseman, but I can play home plate if I have to," Lance admitted.

"I mean 'how are you at catching things'," Kitty rolled her eyes and shook off her sense of comfort to take a step back.

"As long as Toad hasn't been anywhere near it, not too bad. I still owe him for those slime balloons from last month."

"Awesome, you wait out here; I'll send stuff out the window and you can catch it."

"Uh-huh..." Lance nodded indulgently, "Kitty, what am I supposed to do if anyone sees me standing here, in plain sight, in the middle of the mansion's yard?"

"Scream like a girl and run for your life?" Kitty teased.

"Hey, screaming like a girl is Pietro's thing; I just run for my life," Lance retorted defensively.

"Look, Lance, if you're that worried, hide somewhere until I reach my window, okay?"

"Sure, hide somewhere and make it worse when Mister Logan finds me because it'll look like I'm up to something."

"Are you always this paranoid?"

"It's only paranoid when no one's out to get you," Lance huffed.

"I always thought it was paranoia when you started thinking the people out to get you are all working together," a new voice chimed in.

Two sets of eyes widened, two faces paled and two heads slowly turned in unison towards the source of the sound. The source, younger than even Kitty by a good five years, stood there with his arms folded across his chest, tapping a foot on the ground.

"You know," Jamie 'Multiple' Maddox commented, "If I didn't like you guys, I could have a lot of fun right now just by shouting."

"Just... how much do you like us?" Lance asked, hoping that he hadn't done anything - though he couldn't remember doing anything - lately that might have left the younger mutant looking for payback.

Jaime grinned; negotiations were now open.