Author's Note: Sorry for the spaces in my previous chapter! I just wanted to make it seem longer.
Jubilee noticed that something was wrong with Kitty right away. She was usually
chattering about gossip, but today, she just stood still with a dreamy look on her face.
They were in the kitchen when
Jubilee noticed Kitty's strange behavior. She shook
Shadow Cat.
"Kitty, Kitty?" Kitty shook herself out of it and said, "Huh?"
Jubilee replied, "I was just asking you whether you thought Jean
just got a nose job or not. Bobby said she did." Kitty answered,
"Uh, I guess not. She wouldn't go that far, I, mean, like, would
she? You know Bobby, you couldn't trust him!" Jubilee just
shrugged as Kurt ported into the kitchen. "Hey chicks and
laddddies, did you see Jean's nose? Bobby broke it! Scott's
furious!" Jubilee squealed, "Are you serious? Why? Gee's,
she's gonna kill Ice Man!" Kurt laughed, "He vanted to prove
that it vas plastic! Turns out it isn't. Now, Scott's supposed
to pay like, I dunno, a thousand dollars for Jean to fix it! Jean
begged him until he had too! He'd do anything for her as long as
she bats her eyes, or flicks her hair!" Kitty felt a pang of
sadness at the thought of Scott. Poor Scott! He had to sacrifice
all that money just to get little-Ms. Prefect's nose done!
That night, in her room, Kitty hugged Lockheed, and pretended tht it was Scott. Rogue was talking on the phone with Gambit, and that reminded Kitty of her and Lance. Kitty started to wonder why their 3 hour long conversations on the phone had suddenly stopped. That lead her into deeper thoughts like, why she and Lance almost never saw each other anymore and how much she really liked Scott. She sighed, and drifted into a dream of Princesses, ice cream, and Scott.
The following morning, Scott woke up at the crack of dawn to go exercise in the DR. As he fought and ran along the room, he thought about the day that he had saved Kitty, and what it was like to pick her petite body up. He shook his head, "I shouldn't think of her in that way, remember Jean, Scott!" he thought to himself. He clenched his teeth, he had to sacrifice 1,000 dollars and he had to take away a part of his insurance bill for his car to pay for her little nose! He sighed regretfully, and blasted a laser gun off the wall.