Uncanny Young X-Men

Chapter 4: Moira And Christian Up A Tree

By

The Uncanny R-Man


Disclaimer- All familiar characters belong to Marvel Comics.


The Xavier Institute for Higher Learning-

It was a typical school day for the students of the Xavier Institute for Higher Learning. Moira Sinclair and her classmates were in Jeanne-Marie Beaubier's science class. They were presently mixing liquids in a beaker being heated from underneath by a Bunsen burner.

"Now, be careful not to spill the solution on yourselves." Jeanne-Marie reminded her class. "I doubt your parents would appreciate it if you returned home horribly burned. Now, carefully stir the solution…"

Unfortunately, Moira Sinclair wasn't paying attention to her teacher. She was mesmerised by her furry blue lab partner. Moira had been in love with Christian McCoy ever since they had been children, but she had never been able to pluck up the courage to tell Christian her feelings. Moira was a very smart girl, but whenever she was around Christian she just turned to mush. She could barely utter a coherent word when she was around him.

"Moira, are you okay?"

Christian's voice startled Moira out of her daydream, making the redheaded young woman bump against the beaker of solution with her elbow. The beaker tumbled over, splashing on Moira's hand. She uttered a curse and grabbed her burned hand. Several of the other students gasped in surprise and Jeanne-Marie came running over to see what all the fuss was about.

"Let me take a look, Moira." Jeanne-Marie told the student as she looked over the burn. "Hmm, doesn't look to bad. You had better go to the infirmary just to make sure. Michael, take Moira down there, won't you?'

Michael Rasputin simply nodded in response and escorted Moira out of the room.


The infirmary, a little while later-

Moira was sitting on the edge of one of the beds in the infirmary while Cecelia Reyes bandaged up her hand.

"Luckily your healing factor took care of most of the damage." Doctor Reyes told her patient. "But you'd better keep that bandage on just to be sure."

"Yes, Doctor Reyes." Moira nodded in understanding.

"You're not usually so clumsy." Doctor Reyes frowned slightly. "What happened?"

Moira cursed inwardly. She couldn't tell the doctor that she was daydreaming about her crush. It was lucky that her grandmother was away on business and her parents were away on a mission. Such a silly accident wasn't any less embarrassing.

"I slipped." Moira answered lamely. Doctor Reyes didn't believe that for a second.

"Don't give me that, kid. What am I going to tell your parents? They're going to have to be informed of what happened. I bet that they won't believe that you just slipped either."

Moira bit her lip nervously. Her parents were bound to find out eventually, so she might as well tell the doctor what happened.

"I have a crush on m' lab partner and I was daydreamin'." Moira admitted sheepishly, her Scottish accent seeping through. Moira and her brothers had spent most of their lives in the United States and had learned to hide their natural accents. However, their Scottish brogue always happened to slip through whenever they were stressed or upset.

"That wasn't so hard, was it?" Doctor Reyes noted. "Now, who was this guy? He had better be handsome for your mind to wander like that."

"It was Christian McCoy." Moira explained. Doctor Reyes nodded in understanding. Christian McCoy was one of the most desired boys in the whole institute. The son of Hank McCoy and Emma Frost was smart, handsome and not to mention that he was very, very rich. The girls were practically throwing themselves at him.

Moira held her head in her hands and let out a long groan.

"Oh, God. I'm such an idiot. Losing my head over a boy like that. I'm not some brainless bimbo like Angie Worthington!"

"Hey, everybody loses their heads over boys every once in a while." Doctor Reyes told her. "It's all part of life. Now get out of here, you're all fixed up."

Moira did as she was told and hopped off of the bed.

"Thank you, Doctor Reyes." Moira smiled weakly. "You're not going to tell anybody about what I told you, are you? What about doctor/patient confidentiality?" Doctor Reyes just smiled about that. Moira had her right there.


The student lounge-

Moira had rejoined her friends in the student lounge. Unfortunately, Moira's peace didn't last as Bea Wilson was badgering her to show off her wound.

"C'mon Moira, show us your hand!" Bea begged her friend. "Ooh! Is it all red and melty? Is it gross? Does your hand look like that guy from Robocop?"

"Bea, leave Moira alone." Marie LeBeau told her. "She doesn't want to show off her wounds."

"Aww, but I always show you guys my wounds when I get them." Bea countered. "Remember that time I fell out of the tree and busted my ribs? They were poking out all over the place. It was awesome!"

"Bea, you're sick!" Marie grimaced in disgust.

"Aww, you love me for it." Bea responded as she stuck her tojbue out at her friend. "C'mon, gimmie a hug!"

Marie tried to push Bea away, but her friend was too determined to just back off.

"Hug meeeee!"

Marie looked to her friends for help.

"Rachel, a little help?"

Rachel Summers just rolled her eyes and used her telekinesis to pull Bea away.

"Bea, leave Marie alone. Nobody wants a hug."

"Gee, what happened to you girls?" Bea sulked as she slumped down in a comfy chair, her arms crossed over her chest. "You used to be cool. You know what, I bet Daken would love a hug…"

Moira and the others ignored their friend as she went off to give out free hugs.

"I thought she would never leave." Rachel sighed in thanks. "So Moira, what happened? You didn't throw that stuff on your hand just to cut class did you?"

"Can't you just read my mind?" Moira grimaced. "I don't want to tell…"

"You know I can't read anybody's mind without permission." Rachel told her friend. "C'mon, spill."

"I just gave you my permission to read my mind." Moira pointed out, but Rachel wouldn't budge. Moira glowered at her friend. "Fine. I was daydreaming about Christian McCoy."

"Ahh, Christian." Rachel and Marie smiled knowingly.

"Ooh! Does Moira have a crush?" Bea asked, popping up from behind the comfy chair. Moira yelped in surprise at her friend's sudden appearance.

"Bloody-What are ye doin' there, Bea?" Moira gasped.

"Duh, I was snooping." Bea scoffed. "I'm not stupid. I knew you wouldn't blab unless you thought I was out of the way. So, Christian McCoy, eh? Interesting…"

"You do realise that you have to tell him how you feel, don't you?" Marie pointed out. "You might as well get this out in the open."

Moira threw her hands up in exasperation. "How can I even tell him? I turn to mush whenever I'm around him!"

"Look, he's just over there." Rachel said, indicating furry blue young man surrounded by a gaggle of swooning girls.

"Ooh! He's got his guitar!" Bea squealed in joy. "He's so dreamy…"

"Come on, Moira. Just go over there and tell him how you feel." Marie told her friend.

"Oh God, he's coming over here…" Moira grimaced as she shrunk into her seat. "Ohgodohgodohgod…"

"Hello, Moira." Christian smiled as he approached the group.

"Hi, Christian." Bea giggled girlishly. "Gee, you're looking super-handsome today. Can I stroke your fur?" The spawn of Deadpool reached out to stoke the furry blue young man, but found herself being yanked back by some unseen force. "Aww, man. Rachel, I was totally in there!"

"I came to check on Moira, actually." Christian explained. "How is your hand?"

"I-it's fine…" Moira stammered nervously. "I-I'm fine. I-it's all fine. E-everything's fine. A-heh-heh…"

"Go on, Moira. Tell him!" Rachel telepathically told her friend. "He's right there. Just tell him!"

Moira swallowed nervously. Her palms had never been so sweaty. Her heart felt like it was going to hammer right out of her chest.

"Christian…"

"Yes, Moira?" Christian cocked his head in curiosity. The movement made Moira's heart skip a beat. She just loved it when Christian cocked his head like that. It was just so adorable.

"Christian…" Moira looked over at her friends, each one nodding her onwards. 'Christian… Do you have the notes from Miss Beaubier's class? I don't want to miss anything."

Rachel and the others each groaned. Moira had just blown it. She would never tell Christian her true feelings now!

TBC…


Next time: The Young X-Men Vs The Next Avengers

Principal Scott Summers of the Xavier Institute and Principal Phil Coulson of the Avengers Academy decide to hold a training session where the children of the X-Men face off against the children of the Avengers. Place your bets now!