X-Babies: Growing up
Finally, the day was over. School's out and it's time to go home. The children from Xavier's Day Care waited within the compound for Logan to pick them up. The children from the Brotherhood Babysitting House had to walk home by themselves as Ms. Darkholme had to finish off some work.
Once again, Lance tried approach Kitty. Kitty scowled and backed away, hiding behind Scott.
"Go away, you meanie," she said.
"I… I just want to say sorry," Lance stuttered.
"You ain't got a chance!" Todd shouted.
Lance turned around and yelled, "Shut up, Todd!"
He turned back to Kitty. "Please, I really didn't mean it."
"To pull Kitty's hair three times without meaning to?" Scott said, scowling at Lance too. "Saying sorry isn't gonna work, even if you say it thrice!"
"Shut up!" Lance growled at Scott. "I'm talking to Kitty, not you."
"Well, it's not like Kitty wants to talk to you," Scott retorted.
Lance and Scott glared at each other. Eventually Logan arrived and Jean pulled Scott away. The Brotherhood went the other way.
The Brotherhood Babysitting House was large, but not as large as Xavier's Day Care. On the outside, it looks quite nice, until you take a closer look and see the crayon doodles on the walls. Inside however, was a mess. There were torn furniture, a messy kitchen, lots more crayon doodles on the walls, and some broken lights.
The boys have their own bedroom each. Mystique used to live with them, but came back less and less for obvious reasons. Her room was always locked though, and there were times when the boys tried to open the door.
For example, right now.
Pietro dashed around the door, searching for a way to pry it open. "There isn't a single gap or crack to put a crowbar into!" he said.
"Why don't we just have Freddy bust it down?" Todd asked.
"'Cuz we want to do it secretly! If Mystique finds out that we went into her room, she'll rip our heads off!" Pietro replied.
"As if a crowbar won't leave marks," Lance said, rolling his eyes.
"Shut up, lover boy," Pietro hissed, sticking his tongue out. "Honestly, if you'd been a little gentler with that Kitty girl, we could've had her come over! I mean, didn't you notice?"
"Notice what?" Fred asked, scratching his nearly bald head.
"You saw how she pulled Lance outta the bush!" Pietro said impatiently. "The leaves didn't even move!"
Todd scratched the back of his head. "I didn't see that, I was busy running away."
"I was playing at the see-saw!" Fred chimed in.
Pietro slapped his forehead. He dashed into his room for a second and came back with a list.
"Father gave Mystique a list of the kids living at Mr. Xavier's Day Care. She left it out of her room and I made a copy," Pietro explained.
He spread out the list on the floor. It was written by hand and was surprisingly neat. He dragged his fingertip down the list of names, and stopped at 'Katherine Anne Pryde'.
"'Katherine Anne Pryde'," Pietro read aloud. "Otherwise known as 'Kitty Pryde'—"
"I'm gonna get a dictionary!" Todd quipped, hopping away.
Pietro continued, "Jewish and can walk through solid matter." He sniggered, "Just like me."
"Whaddaya mean 'just like you'?" Lance asked suspiciously.
"She's Jewish, just like me. Anyway, moving on," Pietro said, "there's also Kurt Wagner who can teleport. But Todd just had to steal his candy."
Pietro glared at Todd, who paid no attention and was busy flipping through a dictionary, muttering, "Otherwise… otherwise…. Where's that word?"
Pietro turned back to Lance. "Without those two to help us, we'll never know what's in there," Pietro said, rolling up the list.
"It's not like we're that desperate to know," Lance said.
Todd was now muttering the word 'desperate' while searching through the dictionary.
"We're kids, we want to know," Pietro said. "But hey, we'll get it opened one day."
"Just ain't today," Lance sighed.
The two went down the stairs, leaving Todd and Fred still flipping through the dictionary.
Chapter 7 *END*
