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"If all the raindrops were lemon drops and gumdrops, oh what a rain that would be…"
It was raining today; sprinkling, really. But it didn't matter, Charlotte hated the rain. It made her lazier than anything; which was a bad thing when Logan insisted she spar with Scott in ten minutes.
Lame sauce, she sighed heavily as she shoved Rogue and Kurt off her legs. They were playing video games all morning and the two siblings had fallen asleep on her. She'd never admit it out loud, but she loved them like they were her own. It could have been Kurt's eccentricity or maybe even Rogue's "get the hell away from me before I knock you unconscious" attitude. Either way, she was quite fond of them. Kissing both their temples—she kissed Rogue's hair—she quietly padded away from the teenagers with a frown, "Standing outside with my mouth open wide…Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah."
Heading up to Scott's room to remind him of their scheduled training, she paused when a though hit her. Mumbling under her breath, she tried not to chuckle. "If all the raindrops were knives and daggers, oh what a rain that would be. Standing outside with my mouth open wide…Ack!" She mimed the motion of one being struck by falling knives and daggers.
Jamie had been on his way downstairs to get a snack when he heard Charlotte singing. That last part nearly made him tumble down the stairs from laughing so hard. Ever since she came to the Institute, her twisted sense of humor brightened up the mansion. Especially since Scott could be such a downer.
"Like, oh my god, I like, need new clothes!" Kitty stomped out of her room and nearly crashed into Charlotte if she hadn't phased through her. It took her a second to realize that she phased through flesh and blood. "Charlotte! I'm like, so sorry!"
Charlie had to blink a bit; that felt so weird. "It's okay, Kitty. What's the problem this time?" There was always something going on with this girl.
"I don't half enough allowance money to buy new clothes. And there's a sale today!" Kitty looked ready to cry. Shopping was her holy grail, after all.
The older woman considered letting Kitty borrow her Black card, but she got the feeling just this one teenager could max it out. But maybe…
"Kitty, calm down, darlin'. I know a better place to go shopping." At her words, the younger girl perked up instantly and was practically vibrating with excitement. Charlie had to laugh, "Come with me, darlin'. You can go shopping in my closet."
Kitty's squeal was on such a high frequency that Charlie was sure that hers and Wolverine's ears were about to bleed.
After making Kitty more cheerful, Charlie actually felt in the mood enough to beat Scott Summers into the ground. Practically skipping to Scott's room now, she kicked down his door and bellowed, "UP AND AT 'EM SCOTTY BOY!"
It was amusing, to say the least, that Cyclops jumped off his bed in surprise, which caused his shades to fly off and his laser eyes to put a new sky light through the ceiling.
"Whoo, boy. Logan ain' gonna be happy patching that one up," she could only giggle as he put his shades back on and pointed an accusing finger in her direction.
"Have you never heard of knocking?" God, he wanted to hit her. It took him a minute to register that he could. "You woke me up because of the sparring session, didn't you?"
"Hm, possibly. You're running late by the way." With that, she bolted from his room.
"CHARLIE!"
Ah, another typical day.