It was a Sunday. So I had the afternoon to myself, which was just me reading after I had cleaned up everyone's mess, again. The difficult part had been finding books in the house that wasn't destroyed.

This was what I did on my time off, every chance I got. Actually doing something to further my knowledge so I wasn't an idiot like the others. Looking out the window, I saw Lance was covered in grease and bits of rust. It was something I would have to clean up after lance tracked it into the house, making me sigh.

At lease Rogue had it easy, an apartment all to her self.

Closing my book, my mind started to wonder. Her power was to take anyone's power, so if she were to touch me, would that mean that she would kill me, or would I kill her, or both of us killing the other? Not that I wanted to find out. I just didn't want to make Mystique mad, especially when she worked hard on bringing us together. Sure we required some work. We were after all just kids being born into a world of hatred, hatred created by the X-Men.

"What's with the long face yo?" Todd said, entering the room with a single jump onto my bed.

He'd actually grown on me, becoming a little brother. He was nowhere near my true family, but even so he was family.

"Just thinking about how life is going to be now that we have Rogue and Frank here." I said, fearing footsteps from below. Indeed, Frank, or the blob, moved in with us, and had yet to start school. He as a good kid, but clumsy and hated to be laughed at.

"What's this?" Todd asked, taking my book and looking at it.

Taking one glance at the cover, I shrugged. "Reality of the River." I said, taking it back.

Nodding, he looked around the room, arms crossed over his chest. "You know, your room looks better than all of ours."

I grinned. "That's because I take the time to make things look good." It was true. I always messed around the house, but I never touched any of there stuff in there rooms, only mine.

"I hear you." He said with another nod. Glancing once more to the room. "So what, did it take you a month to get this done, because I know I'm not allowed in here and all."

"Less than that." I countered, placing the book down on the bed.

He smirked. "I could slime this room." He replied, words laced with amusement. "Wouldn't take long either." He said, with me glaring at him.

Shaking my head, I walked over to the door. "And now, I'm kicking you out. Let's go, Todd, out." I called, with Todd jumping straight out, knocking my blanket off.

"Oops, later!" He exclaimed, jumping down the hall. "See you in the morning!" He called out as he left my sight.

"Night." I called casually after. Turning back my bed, I walked over and picked up the book. Sure, romance was something I enjoyed reading, but most of all…was something that I wanted that I never could have.

Shaking my thoughts, I went to bed, because I had a feeling, the X-Men, were not going to like The Blob.

The next day

Mystique taught power in numbers, but also a certain level of combat. Sure, she's not the best teacher, but at least she tries.

According to her, the harder you work the better your chances. I'm not really into that saying.

I think she made it up so that she didn't have to take someone else.

"Coffee fresh?" I asked as I walked into the kitchen, where I pulled out a cup and poured me a glass, only for it to be slime. "Get it while it's smiley." I said, tossing the cup away, not wanting to drink Todd's slime, and trust me when I say this, don't let that happen as its like swapping spit with another man but shit instead.

Aside from Todd, Lance had his nasty rags on the kitchen counter again. No matter how many times I had told Lance about that, he just simply ignored me. When he was annoyed about it, he would say the maid would do it, so get to it and toss a rag at me.

"Homework?" Lance asked as he walked in.

"In my bag on the rack." I said, knowing he wanted to copy my work as he was to lazy to do his own.

The door was swung open, where we saw the Blob walking out with his bag. Fred is a huge, obese, Caucasian boy from Texas. He has blonde hair styled in a mohawk with brown eyes. He possesses an extreme amount of pliable body mass due to his mutation. Fred was wearing a green shirt over a cream-colored undershirt with jean overalls that cover both, and white tennis shoes.

"Nice look." Lance said as he watched the blob leave.

"don't get jealous." I muttered as I watched lance take my work from my bag and head out as well, not bothering to copy this time. I sighed to my self, glad that I had a backup plan, having made a copy of my work just incase he did just that.

I may not be a genius, but I was no fool.

"Todd, your ride is leaving!" I yelled, where I then watched as Todd jumped out the window from above, landing on Lance, who pushed him off soon after.

It was funny to see them rush off to school. Then there was me, and my way of getting to school. I didn't like Lance, to the point that I couldn't stand to be near him. So I would walk to school, feeling that it was safer to wo to school like that. I had my reasons… mostly because Lance couldn't drive for shit. Satisfied as I heard his engine start, I decided to make my leave. Still, I couldn't help but feel that today was going to be a bad day.

Later, school

One that Darkholme showed fondness for, was Fred. No, I wasn't jealous. From what I could see, he needed it as he appeared to be a bit, well I don't want to say as it would be rude. Mystique was a mother like that, watching out for her kind.

And here was where my bad feeling was coming from.

Duncan was a royal prick, more so for insulting the oversized teen instead of helping. Tossing the relatively smaller teen away, Fred gave into his anger, ripping a series of lockers from the wall.

When he ripped the lockers from the walls, I knew this was going to get ugly.

"Don't you…make fun…OF ME!" The Blob yelled, the lockers hoisted, and slightly crushed, about to use them to hammer Duncan Matthews into the floor.

I ran in front of him, looking his dead in the eyes, where it felt like my eyes started burning for a moment but then i ignored it.

"Hi, uh, you must be new here." Blob teen turned around to see who had spoken. "I'm Jean Grey." she introduced politely, looking at him with a smile.

I narrowed my eyes at her. Jean was something else, she had this evil side of her, but then she could be like mystique with a different personality. She wanted him alone so that she could kill him as she saw him as a threat.

Blob look like he was embarrassed at being caught. "Hehe, oh, yeah. I am." Duncan, taking advantage of this distraction, slipped away, leaving his so called girlfriend behind. "New, I mean."

Jean laughed. "I figured. Welcome to Bayville. So, what do your friends call you."

Dropping the lockers back where he'd ripped them from, in albeit less than prime condition. "Don't know." he answered back in confusion. "Never had any. My name is Fred. Fred Dukes." he offered, shaking her vastly smaller hand. He winced as the lockers he'd mangled creaked.

Well, fred. i said, turning my back to him. well catch up later. i said, a little hurt that he didnt consider me a friend.

"Well, Fred, I'd just like to apologize for Duncan. He can be a real idiot sometimes." Spotting the paper on the ground, she bent and retrieved it. "Hey, did you need any help figuring this out?"

"Well, yes, uh, please."

Later, lunch

"I still don't understand what the problem is?" I still had that feeling. "What is it that I'm missing?" I asked, playing with my food. "If I did, I would of fixed it by now."

"What's got Ya down in the dirt?" Rogue asked, sitting next to me.

"The X-Men maybe?" I asked, not sure what was going to go down.

"Well, at least Ya don't have to work with them." She said, catching my attention.

I was confused on that. "What do you mean?"

"I've got to play a romantic scene with a man who tried to kill us." Yeah, what do I say to something like that?

"Need me to watch over you?" I asked, looking at her with a raised eyebrow.

"No, I'm a big girl, I can care of my self." She said, with me nodding as I stood up.

"I'll see you later, I have to go to McFarlin's class and its on the other side of the building." I said, walking away with my tray, where I threw the entire thing away.

Later, With Scott and Rogue as I was sent to go find Blob

Walking over to them, I caught on to there talk and stopped to listen. "Do you like me, Kate?" Scott said, with me nearly throwing up.

"Pardone moi? I cannot tell. What is "like me"?" Rogue said, not really into it.

"An angel is like you, Kate. And you are like an angel."

Rogue let a small, amused smile cross her lips. "Hehe. The girls 're right. You are a charmer."

That made me feel sick, seeing Scott was the enemy.

He was a little embarrassed. "Look, I'm just reading the lines, okay."

She brushed a lock of hair out of her eyes. "Yeah, I know. It's just sometimes I wish-"

Even I was curious.

"Yeah? Wish what?"

"Wish…I could get close to somebody." She explained weakly, and I could feel her pain as I was in a worst state than her. "But you know what happens when I do."

"Bamf!"

All three of us jerked at the incoming teleportation, Kurt appearing on the tabletop before them as his normal self. "Whoa, tender moment here? Sorry to interrupt." Kurt said, looking at them, then me.

"I swear. He's like an annoying little brother." Rogue huffed, earning a look of hurt bafflement from Kurt. His response was to stick his tongue out at her, while I just shook my head.

Scott knew that for him to come for him was a sign of an emergency, but without his image inducer meant something big was going on. "What's the problem?"

"Jean's been nabbed."

"What?" I asked, gaining there attention as I had a feeling I knew who did it. Scott's hands shot to grab Kurt by the shoulders, not gentile either.

"Wow! Easy on the exquisite costume, mein freund! Wolverine's on the scent, but I'm supposed to collect you!" and finally managed to persuade the distraught teen to let go of him.

"Rrggh!" He slammed his fists down onto the picnic table. "Blob…If he's hurt her I'll-" He looked across to Rogue who seemed to do her best to not show she was even there. "Do you know anything about this?" He asked desperately, but still angry.

"Hey, leave her alone!" I said, making my presence known to them. "You want to fight, then bring it." I said, clenching my fist as I glared at him.

"No." She answered, but she was stung that he so easily thought she would be involved in something like this. "But even if I did I wouldn't tell you."

"Then I hope you can live with your conscience," Scott shot coolly, managing to reign in his anger. he then placed his hand on Kurt's shoulder. "Teleporter to maximum, Mister Wagner!"

Catching his drift, Kurt saluted. "Aye, captain!"

"Engage!"

"Bamf!"

They were gone, leaving Rogue and I by our selves. "Why are you here?" She asked, looking at me.

"I came to see if you seen Blob, but I guess I know where he is now." I said, turning around. "Looks like I have to clean up his mess." I muttered, not liking what he had gotten his self into.

Later

I had followed Wolverine as he pulled up to the school a few minutes after he had arrived. He had immediately been drawn to the wrecked bit of construction. "They were both over there." The X-Men said, sniffing around and followed the smell of Blob.

"Lets hope he Knows where it goes yet?" I muttered as I stayed behind him, acting like his shadow.

Later, old iron works

It was hard following Wolverine. Once more, this went to prove that I needed a vehicle…but that was a topic of perusal for later.

"I've found him. At the old iron works on the south end. I'm going in." He reported over his communicator as he loomed ever closer to the warehouse that was coming up.

Running up to him, I pushed him aside, shocking him. I made my way to the door and ran inside, where I closed the door behind me.

"Fred, you in here!?" I yelled, watching as he made his way out of the office room, where I could see something glowing.

Candles.

The electricity worked…

Oh… I almost slapped himself. The big guy had kidnapped Jean and made it into a date.

This was the bad feeling

"What do you want Dakota, cant you see I'm trying to-"

The door, slashed repeatedly, burst open, Wolverine barreling through, snarling. Immediately jumping on the teen behemoth, he started laying into him. Annoyed and bewildered by this, Fred threw the enraged attacker off him and over me.

Wolverine snarled back before charging. In a move of surprising swiftness for someone his size, Blob dodged the incoming attack. Grabbing the nearest heavy object, an old, rather heavy, turbine, he ripped it free of the floor and threw it at Wolverine, but there was little the adamantium bearer could do against such mass.

Seeing as Blob was distracted, I ran off to go help an X-Men.

Hearing the ruckus, Jean struggled against her bonds. Struggling, Jean focused her power, trying to bend the pipe wrapped around her. It bent…just a little. It was just too thick. Not that her still splitting headache didn't make it difficult. The pipe was actually starting to break, but her already low energy was fading from the exertion. "Need a hand?" I asked as went over and tried to bend the pipe.

She looked and saw me, shocked. "Dakota."

"Shut up, I wouldn't be helping you if Mystique wouldn't of been mad about this." I said with a glair. "While Freddy Kruger keeps "Romeo" busy, I have to clean up his mess!"

Hearing the door open, he managed to do so only just before a file cabinet caught him full in the face. Resisting the telekinetic push behind the object, he raised it over him so he could openly glare at his "date" and beside her… Was a me? Like it mattered right now. "Nobody respects me!" He declared. "And you're the worst. Rrr, you pretended to be my friend." Not that Jean was too hurt by his outburst at this point. He threw the file cabinet back at her.

Jean stopped it, but I could see she had a rough time of it. So I stepped in. Running up to blob, I stepped infront of him. "You don't want to make Mystique mad!"

Furious, but no longer in the mood for a fight, Blob retreated, seething all the way, making me smile as I got through to him. For ten feet anyway. Then he grabbed a heavy machine and hefted it before turning back to the shabby office, shocking me. A red energy beam splashing over his back made him drop the hunk of machine. Shoving it in the direction of the attack in retaliation, it shot past Rogue, her eyes glowing red.

"Leave them alone, ya yahoo!"

"Watcha gonna do ta me? Make me wear bad makeup?" He countered scathingly. Rogue just smirked back. He made the mistake of underestimating her.

"Didn't Mystique tell you what my power is?" She asked, walking toward him.

"No. 'Cause I don't care." He said as he threw a punch, followed by others in attempts of pummeling her. He made a mistake though in letting her get so close. She grabbed his arm. He winced at the draining sensation.

"MY power is YOUR power, and I can take more than one!" She retorted, before using her newfound strength to judo flip him into the rafters, followed by an optic blast which carried him farther and into a pile of machine parts and rubbish.

That's when my eyes started hurting again, and this time, the burning sensation intensified that I let out a scream of pure agony.

"Dakota, what's wrong?" Jean asked as I could feel a heavy liquid forming from my eyes. Standing up, but wobbling, I looked on at where Blob was, who wasn't done yet.

Bursting most of the way free, he looked pissed. "I got too much power, even for you! You can't hurt me! I'M THE BLOB!"

"Nah, yer just garbage that wanted a date. Now tell you what: I'm takin' you out!" I heard rogue, where I made eye contact with Blob.

"Bia-Gelotophobia!" I said, not sure what was the reason for it either.

Blob jumped at rogue, but she was ready. She caught him full on with an optic blast. At first, he seemed to float there, before being launched back, through the roof and away.

Covering my eyes again, I saw the blood on my hands just before I did.

"There you go." I heard Rogue, where I fell against the door frame, holding my eyes. "I only took a short term dose of your power. You should be back to normal soon.".

"You are like an angel, Kate." Whether it was because he was delirious, or a show of friendship, I couldn't tell.

"My name's not Kate." She objected. "And I'm no angel."

"But you two helped us." Jean broke in, helping me up, with me keeping my eyes closed. "Why?"

"I don't know…I just don't know!" Shoving was heard as she ran.

"You ok?" Jean's asked, reaching up to my hands.

"Leave me alone. I have to go." I said, taking a few steps in one direction, only to hit a car and try to get around it.

"But-"

"I'm not your friend!" I yelled, taking my hands off my eyes and running away. I knew that if I stayed longer, they would take me. Then I had to rethink that. Why would they wait, when there target was right there by his self?

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The burning eye sensation is due to him casting illusions or allures. When he first made eye contact with Blob, he used charm without realizing it and made Blob fall in love with Jean. The second time was when he used Bia-Gelotophobia. Its an illusion of my own creation. What it dose, is makes the person live his own fear. Bia is the last part of Phobia, While Gelotophobia is the fear of being laughed at. When Blob flew away and was "laughed at" by the Birds, what he was seeing was that he was on a stage being laughed at.