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Chapter 10:
Emma was sulking in her and Kurt's room. She was sitting on her bed holding her head in her hands.
"Emma, are you ok?" Kurt sat down on the bed next to her. He and Kitty decided only Kurt would go in as Emma knew him better and trusted him.
"Nao. Disse apenas que eu beijei como um cao! Eu nao sou um cao! Cao! Se qualquer coisa mim for um gato." She said.
Upstairs crouched by the vent leading to Kurt and Emma's room was Roberto, Rahne, Sam and Bobby. Roberto had his ear pressed to the vent as he told everybody what they had said downstairs. "Then she said 'No! He just said I kissed like a dog! A dog! I'm not a dog! If anything I'm a cat.' And then Kurt said something in German and then she said 'What?' and he said 'That's what it sounds like to me when you speak Portuguese.' Then she says 'Oh.' And then Kurt says 'Now, you need to talk. You'll feel so much better when you're done.' And then Emma says,"
"Nao."
"Fine Emma, but I'm here if you ever need me." Kurt hugged her.
"You are so kind." Her voice was muffled by his chest. "No wonder Kitty loves you." Kurt froze.
"She does?"
"Her body language says so."
"What?"
"She makes reasons to touch you, she blushes when you say katzchen or lieb."
"I... I have to go." Kurt let go of Emma and galloped out of the room. She slumped and shuffled over to Kurt's bed. She was too depressed to notice it was his when she sat down on it. She fell back onto her back and almost immediately fell asleep.
"Ah made my famous fried chicken!" Is all Rogue had to say to get everyone to the dining room for dinner. Everyone was sitting down when she brought out the fried chicken. Everybody except Emma. "Where's Emma?" She asked.
"She might still be in our room." Kurt said with his mouth full of chicken.
"Well, who's going to go get her?" Rogue said sitting down. Scott rolled his eyes.
"I will." He said as he got up. There were many muffled thanks as he left.
When he opened the door he saw Emma asleep on Kurt's bed. She was tangled up in his sheets and she was panting in her sleep. "Emma? Wake up Emma, it's time for dinner." He walked over and sat on the bed. Her tail wound it's self around his leg and she thrashed around in the bed some more. She grabbed him around his waist and murmured in her sleep. It was a jumble of English and Portuguese.
"Licenca Holly sozinho! No!" She squeezed Scott tighter. "You bastardo(1)." She stiffened and opened her eyes. "I'm sorry Scott." She let go of him and sat up.
"What were you dreaming about?" Scott patted her shoulder.
"Professor Xavier told you about my power right?"
"Figures of ectoplasm? Yeah, I heard."
"Do you actually know what they are?"
"I have a vague idea."
"There ghosts. I can talk to all ghosts. Animals, people. All ghosts." She paused. "Some of my best friends are Jack, Holly, Oz and Virgil. But Holly hasn't been to see me in a while." She paused again.
"Go on."
"Instead she has been sending me her thoughts and memories in my dreams. Do you know why she is a ghost?"
"She died."
"She was murdered. Jack though, it was an accident. He fell down the stairs."
"How can that kill you?"
"Of The Washington Monument."
"Ouch."
"Yeah but, Holly was murdered."
"Do you know who killed her?"
"Logan did." Scott was speechless. "We all know how he can't remember a thing before he came here. Well, he was on the run from murdering Holly when they captured him and put in the adimanium(2) claws."
"Why did he kill her?"
"She was in the crossfire from a gun shot. It went right through her head."
Scott and Emma sat down at the crowded table. Jamie saw Emma and looked down at his plate. Emma acted like she didn't even see him but her tail said different. It fluffed up like a bottle brush.
At the end of the table Rahne, Roberto, Bobby and Sam were discussing Damon and if he was actually real. So far Rahne was the only one who thought he was real. "Have you seen her eyes when she talks about him? He has to be real." To which all three boys responded "Girls must have some kind of secret language which only they can understand."
Kurt loaded Emma's plate with Rogues fried chicken and mashed potatoes. She swirled them around with her fork. All of a sudden the doorbell rung. Logan wiped his mouth and got up to get the door. He walked out of the room and down the hall to the front door.
People in the dining room heard the door creak open and Logan's gruff 'Waddya want?' and almost the same gruff voice answering 'Are you the man who bought Emma?' Emma froze. She recognized that voice. That was Master. She crawled under the table and completely missed the rest of the conversation until a familiar scent wafted under the table. She whacked her head on the underside of the table she tried to jump up so fast. She crawled up from under the table. Everybody had a seconds glance at her crazed eyes before she leaped over the table and Kurt's head. She ran out into the hallway and they heard a thump and an 'oof.'
"Emma! Batente! Eu nao posso respirar(3)!" A blue boy about Emma's height with a large thick blue furred tail tried to pry Emma off him. Logan walked in behind the pair.
"I'm sorry, I forgot, this is Damon." She planted a kiss on the blue mutant's mouth. When they came up Damon got down on one knee and held her hand in his.
"Emma, eu memorizado este poema porque me lembrou de nos(4)." He cleared his throat. "This is a passage from Edgar Allen Poe's 'Annabel Lee'" He said in the English anyone had heard him speak. "I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea;
But we loved with a love that was more than love-
I and my Annabel Lee-
With a love that the winged seraphs(5) of heaven
Coveted(6) her and me."
End!
Should this be the end of Finding Damon? Should I write more? I'm taking a poll on if I should continue or not. Cast your vote in the review section and we'll see!
(1) Leave Holly alone! No! You bastard.
(2) help me out here people, I don't know how to spell that metal!
(3) Stop! I can't breathe!
(4) Emma, I have memorized this poem because it reminded me of us.
(5) Angels
(6) Envied
blah = emphasis, {blah} = thought and blah = telepathic thought.
To Agent-G: Yes, yes it is.
To DemonRogue13: Thanks.
Chapter 10:
Emma was sulking in her and Kurt's room. She was sitting on her bed holding her head in her hands.
"Emma, are you ok?" Kurt sat down on the bed next to her. He and Kitty decided only Kurt would go in as Emma knew him better and trusted him.
"Nao. Disse apenas que eu beijei como um cao! Eu nao sou um cao! Cao! Se qualquer coisa mim for um gato." She said.
Upstairs crouched by the vent leading to Kurt and Emma's room was Roberto, Rahne, Sam and Bobby. Roberto had his ear pressed to the vent as he told everybody what they had said downstairs. "Then she said 'No! He just said I kissed like a dog! A dog! I'm not a dog! If anything I'm a cat.' And then Kurt said something in German and then she said 'What?' and he said 'That's what it sounds like to me when you speak Portuguese.' Then she says 'Oh.' And then Kurt says 'Now, you need to talk. You'll feel so much better when you're done.' And then Emma says,"
"Nao."
"Fine Emma, but I'm here if you ever need me." Kurt hugged her.
"You are so kind." Her voice was muffled by his chest. "No wonder Kitty loves you." Kurt froze.
"She does?"
"Her body language says so."
"What?"
"She makes reasons to touch you, she blushes when you say katzchen or lieb."
"I... I have to go." Kurt let go of Emma and galloped out of the room. She slumped and shuffled over to Kurt's bed. She was too depressed to notice it was his when she sat down on it. She fell back onto her back and almost immediately fell asleep.
"Ah made my famous fried chicken!" Is all Rogue had to say to get everyone to the dining room for dinner. Everyone was sitting down when she brought out the fried chicken. Everybody except Emma. "Where's Emma?" She asked.
"She might still be in our room." Kurt said with his mouth full of chicken.
"Well, who's going to go get her?" Rogue said sitting down. Scott rolled his eyes.
"I will." He said as he got up. There were many muffled thanks as he left.
When he opened the door he saw Emma asleep on Kurt's bed. She was tangled up in his sheets and she was panting in her sleep. "Emma? Wake up Emma, it's time for dinner." He walked over and sat on the bed. Her tail wound it's self around his leg and she thrashed around in the bed some more. She grabbed him around his waist and murmured in her sleep. It was a jumble of English and Portuguese.
"Licenca Holly sozinho! No!" She squeezed Scott tighter. "You bastardo(1)." She stiffened and opened her eyes. "I'm sorry Scott." She let go of him and sat up.
"What were you dreaming about?" Scott patted her shoulder.
"Professor Xavier told you about my power right?"
"Figures of ectoplasm? Yeah, I heard."
"Do you actually know what they are?"
"I have a vague idea."
"There ghosts. I can talk to all ghosts. Animals, people. All ghosts." She paused. "Some of my best friends are Jack, Holly, Oz and Virgil. But Holly hasn't been to see me in a while." She paused again.
"Go on."
"Instead she has been sending me her thoughts and memories in my dreams. Do you know why she is a ghost?"
"She died."
"She was murdered. Jack though, it was an accident. He fell down the stairs."
"How can that kill you?"
"Of The Washington Monument."
"Ouch."
"Yeah but, Holly was murdered."
"Do you know who killed her?"
"Logan did." Scott was speechless. "We all know how he can't remember a thing before he came here. Well, he was on the run from murdering Holly when they captured him and put in the adimanium(2) claws."
"Why did he kill her?"
"She was in the crossfire from a gun shot. It went right through her head."
Scott and Emma sat down at the crowded table. Jamie saw Emma and looked down at his plate. Emma acted like she didn't even see him but her tail said different. It fluffed up like a bottle brush.
At the end of the table Rahne, Roberto, Bobby and Sam were discussing Damon and if he was actually real. So far Rahne was the only one who thought he was real. "Have you seen her eyes when she talks about him? He has to be real." To which all three boys responded "Girls must have some kind of secret language which only they can understand."
Kurt loaded Emma's plate with Rogues fried chicken and mashed potatoes. She swirled them around with her fork. All of a sudden the doorbell rung. Logan wiped his mouth and got up to get the door. He walked out of the room and down the hall to the front door.
People in the dining room heard the door creak open and Logan's gruff 'Waddya want?' and almost the same gruff voice answering 'Are you the man who bought Emma?' Emma froze. She recognized that voice. That was Master. She crawled under the table and completely missed the rest of the conversation until a familiar scent wafted under the table. She whacked her head on the underside of the table she tried to jump up so fast. She crawled up from under the table. Everybody had a seconds glance at her crazed eyes before she leaped over the table and Kurt's head. She ran out into the hallway and they heard a thump and an 'oof.'
"Emma! Batente! Eu nao posso respirar(3)!" A blue boy about Emma's height with a large thick blue furred tail tried to pry Emma off him. Logan walked in behind the pair.
"I'm sorry, I forgot, this is Damon." She planted a kiss on the blue mutant's mouth. When they came up Damon got down on one knee and held her hand in his.
"Emma, eu memorizado este poema porque me lembrou de nos(4)." He cleared his throat. "This is a passage from Edgar Allen Poe's 'Annabel Lee'" He said in the English anyone had heard him speak. "I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea;
But we loved with a love that was more than love-
I and my Annabel Lee-
With a love that the winged seraphs(5) of heaven
Coveted(6) her and me."
End!
Should this be the end of Finding Damon? Should I write more? I'm taking a poll on if I should continue or not. Cast your vote in the review section and we'll see!
(1) Leave Holly alone! No! You bastard.
(2) help me out here people, I don't know how to spell that metal!
(3) Stop! I can't breathe!
(4) Emma, I have memorized this poem because it reminded me of us.
(5) Angels
(6) Envied