Lessons and Scuffles

Chapter 25

Rosie had just started cooking Creed's steak when Turk walked in. Turk stopped when he saw Creed sitting at the dinner table and Rosie cooking one of his steaks. Rosie had just finished cooking the steak, turned around, and froze when she saw Turk standing there.

"Uh… Hi, Turk." she squeaked.

"Grrr What are you doing cooking one of my steaks?"

"Well, Victor was hungry and-"

"You just decided to help yourself to one of my steaks?"

"Well, you have so many-"

"Grrrr I wouldn't have mind if ya picked the smaller ones, but that one you just cooked right here was the largest one that I had!"

"Why are you so upset about it? It's just a simple steak."

"That 'simple steak' that you just cook was for the woman that would be my life mate!"

"Oh, uh… Can't you just catch another big animal or something?"

"GRRRRR" he stalked towards her, but Creed stepped between him and Rosie.

"Look, pal. You need to calm down."

Turk narrowed his eyes at Creed, "Step aside, outsider. This is does not concern you."

"It's my breakfast that you two are fighting about, so it does concern me."

Turk growled even louder, but stopped when he smelled Jubilee's scent coming towards the kitchen. He spun around to face the kitchen door and almost started purring.

Creed sensed this, he walked past Turk, and growled low enough for only him to hear, "Don't even think about it, fur ball. She's mine, so stay away." He walked past him, only to have Turk yank him back and return the same low growl.

"You maybe under this houses protection, but you've got to step outside sometime. No animal likes to be cooped up inside for very long."

Creed chuckled, "You talk big, pal, but can ya back it up?" he pulled himself out of Turks grasp just before Jubilee entered the kitchen.

"Hey, guys." she yawned, "What's going on?"

"Just having a little chat is all." he said putting his arm around Jubilee, "Rosie, put my steak in the fridge. I'll eat it for lunch later today."

"Uh… Okay, Victor."

"Come on, Jubilee." he said with a smile, saying her name for the first time, "Let go for a walk. Just you and me."

They turned and walked out of the house.

When they were a good distance away from the house Jubilee spoke, "Okay, Creed. What's going on?"

"What do ya mean, Jubilee?" he said innocently.

"Don't give me that." she stopped, putting her fists on her hips, "Nothing's little with you. You must've started something if Turk was in there."

"Now why would I want to do that?"

"It's just you, Creed. It doesn't' take a genius to know that you like to rile anybody up who looks like a worthy opponent to fight."

"For once, frail. I'm tell the truth when I say that I didn't start it. Just ask Rosie and Gothica when we get back."

"Get back from where?"

"Just a little stroll through the woods. I figured that this would be a good time to start trainin' ya."

Jubilee's eyes widened, "Are you crazy! If you try to train me here, then there won't be a here to train anymore! Even with the Weapon X's satellite done, the X-Men are bound to found us with Cerebro."

"I'm not talking about that, frail. I'm talkin' about trainin' ya on how to get use to yer feral side and how to take control before ya even loose control like those other times ya did."

Her body relaxed, "Okay. But do you think it's safe? I mean like, every time I go feral I start to heat up."

"Don't worry. Off in the distance there's running water, so anytime you show any glow, I'll just push ya in. Cold water seems to be the only way to get ya to stop powering up."

"Oh, you're so resourceful." she said sarcastically.

Back inside, Turk was still furious at Rosie for cooking his steak, but he was more furious at Creed for taking his woman. When they had went outside, he followed; not trusting Creed. He followed them to the watering whole where the occupants of the house get there fish supply and watched them very closely as Creed was trying to teach Jubilee how to control her feral side.

"Okay. What we're going to do first is test out your senses. See how strong they are and then we can get to the good stuff."

Jubilee rolled her eyes, "And how may I ask are we going to do that?"

"With this." he reached into his pocket, pulled out a handkerchief, and wrapped it around her head, covering her eyes.

"What are you doing?"

"Trust me." he tightened it and lead her to a rock, "Here. Sit." she sat down and he squatted down next to her, "Tell me… What do you smell?"

"What?"

"What do you smell?"

"Well…" she sniffed the air for any scents, "Well… I smell clean air."

"Can you smell anything that you've never smelled before?"

She sniffed again, "I do smell other things, but I'm not sure what they are."

"Describe them to me."

"Well, there's a strong smell of sweetness."

"That's the water."

"And there's the smell of something that smells like an air freshener, but a little more different."

"Those are the trees. Anything else?"

"Yeah. You're breath."

"Very funny. Try again."

Can't really describe them. Alright. Now tell me what you here."

"I hear the water flowing, the birds chirping, crickets, and…" she paused and turned her head towards the trees that Turk was hiding in. "Hello, Turk."

Startled by this, Turk fell off of his perch, and hit the ground.

Quickly she took off the handkerchief to see Turk laying on the ground at the base of the tree, "Turk!" she dashed over to him and sat him up, "Are you okay?"

"I will be." he said, rubbing his head.

"What were you doing up there?"

"I-I was just curious."

"Hmph I bet." said Creed, "You do know that curiosity killed the cat?"

"Yeah." he narrowed his eyes at Creed, "Sometimes a cat can't help to dig his claws into something unfamiliar and new."

"I share the same feelings."

Jubilee glanced back and fourth from Turk to Creed, "Uh… You two are going to fight again are you?"

"No." they both said in unison.

"Good. Cause if you two were, then I might snap and blow you both to kingdom come."

"Don't worry, frail."

"She has a name."

"I'll call her whatever I want, pal."

"Not while I'm around!" Turk lunged himself at Creed and the two began rolling around.

Jubilee threw her hands up in the air and stomped away, "I give up! You two go ahead and kill each other for all I care! If anybody wants me, I'm going for a walk. Alone."

They were too busy fighting to even hear Jubilee's words. Turk slashed at Creed's face, Creed evaded, and return a slash at Turk's throat. They fought for about thirty minutes, kicking and clawing at each others vital points, until they realized that Jubilee was no longer there.

"Damn it!" Creed cursed taking off after Jubilee's scent.

"Get back here!" Turk roared, "I'm not done with you!"

"Have to take a rain check on that, fur ball. I got me a frail to nail."

Turk roared furiously and took off after him. They were half way to the house, when Turk finally caught up to Creed, and tackled him to the ground. He punched him in the back of the head and ran his claws down Creed's back. Creed roared and knocked Turk off of him, he then jumped on top of Turk and began slashing at his mid section, until Turk punched him in the adams apple. He fell backwards, holding his throat. Turk to this advantage to get up, pick Creed's crumpled body up, and throw him into the stolen car. Creed went through the windows and out the other side. Turk went after him, but was stopped by the sound of his housemates angry yells.

"Turk!" cried Rosie, "How dare you attack our guest!"

"Yo, man. That's not cool." said Bong-o.

"I think that you've broken house rules, Turk." said Gothica cooly. "That means that we have no choice but to throw you out."

Turk looked at his friends in horror, "Y-You can't!"

"That's right. They can't!" Jubilee's voice came from behind him, "Because he wasn't in the house to break any rules."

The housemates stared at her.

"Am I right? Or… Am I wrong?"

They whispered amongst each other for a while, until finally deciding that she was right, and not to through Turk out of the house. As long as he did not attack Creed anymore without reason.

Jubilee walked over to Turk and looked at him with a weary eye, "This isn't like you, Turk. Why did you attack him?"

"Kitten…"

"Ugh… Frail, I need ya to help me over here."

"Coming." before she went to help him, she said one last thing to Turk, "Behave, Turk. I was able to help you this time, but I won't be able to next time. Okay?"

"Okay, kitten." he watched her run over to Creed and help him to pull a large glass shard out of his back where he couldn't reach.