Xperimenting Xmas, day 13
December 13th
"On the thirteenth day of Christmas, my former student gave to me... News I was expecting."
Charles Xavier was renowned for being one of the first mutants known, for being an expert in genetics and for being the founder of the first school for mutants.
He was on a two week series of conferences about mutants and their right in the UN headquarters. He had just spoken in front of a room full of diplomats. He was content. The broadcast of thoughts he had received was encouraging. He didn't pry nor used his mutation in any way. He just kept his psi-shields low. He liked to know if the people he had lectured were receptive to his speech or not.
He pulled his ringing phone from his inside pocket and smiled when he saw it was Anna calling. He greeted her pleasantly. "What do I owe the pleasure to hear from you, Anna?"
"Just calling to let you know that you are on the news. Diplomats are talking to their respective press and televised news teams. It looks good. Most are positive to mutant rights and mutant-human cooperation."
"Thanks, Anna. How are things with Mona?"
He could hear her disgruntled groan over the phone. "Her ethics are shady at best. She is opportunistic. She has been a bad influence on the kids. I signed her up for supplementary ethic classes."
"I see. I was expecting such behavior. I believe you and Remy can handle the situation..."
"We can. My kids can't though. I'll need to have a talk with them. Especially Oli. I caught him stealing French tests. Oli doesn't need to, he's perfectly bilingual."
"Act for the best."
"I will," she answered. They hung up. Good news on the political front. Not so good on the personal front. He would talk with this Mona girl at the Christmas party.