Xperimenting Xmas, day 6
December 6th
"On the sixth day of Christmas, my mama gave to me... A girl friend to play with."
Oli woke up with a start. He could feel that someone was upset. He put pj pants on and wandered to the direction of the odd feeling. He found the girl his mother had brought back the day before. She was sitting on a girl's bathroom floor, her face pressed to her raised knees. He reached out tentatively and lightly touched her arm. "Are you alright," he asked with concern.
She lifted a tear-stricken face to look at him. "My family don't want me since I'm a mutant..." she said with a broken voice.
He sat next to her and wrapped his arm about her shoulders. She leaned on him and took comfort in his nice gesture. "I don't know what it feels like. I'm second generation and I don't have any abilities yet. I can tell you that you are not the only one. I saw that in most cases, the parents just needed to adjust and think things through. They might contact you back..."
She looked at him, hopeful. "Really?" he nodded. "Thanks," she said as she settled again against him.
"I'm Olivier. Rogue's son."
"Yeah... I... saw you yesterday with her. I am Mona." The twelve years old girl introduced herself.
Oli helped the Latino girl up. She had a nice olive-y skin, big brown eyes and the darkest hair he had ever seen. She's cute, he thought. "Come on, let's make us some breakfast. My dad taught me to do pancakes so good, you will never want anything else for breakfast."
She giggled, her sorrow forgotten, and followed him. He never let go of her hand.