It's Make Over Time!

Chapter 26

Back in Canada, Logan had just come back to consciousness after being knocked out from Jubilee's blast. He looked around and saw that he was in an area that he had never been before. There was a very long pathway in the tree lines where he was blasted, his eyes widened, and he tried to get up, but fell back down when he felt a searing pain as he tried to get up.

"Agh! God damn it!" he looked down and saw that his entire front was burnt to hell. His clothes were burnt almost completely off, layers of his skin was hanging off, and the colors of his skin were now pink with blackened areas where he was burnt badly. He groaned as he tried to move again, "Damn it, Jubilee! When I find ya, you're gonna wish that you never did this."

Back at the house.

Jubilee was not talking to Creed or Turk, she had locked herself in her room, and laid down.

Creed was down stairs being pampered and worried over by Rosie, who was more than willing to do his bidding.

Turk was hanging out with Stag and Snake in their room, which had nothing except for two hand made hammock, some hand made weapons, and a few fur skins laying around. Turk looked at his two best friends and asked them what they thought of the new comer. Stag and Snake looked at each other and began to sign to him.

"Just talk to me the normal way like you guys normally do."

The two men nodded and Snake opened up a telepathic link between the three of them.

'I'm sorry, my friend.' said Snake, 'I forget that there no other telepaths here besides me. I'm still not use to such a care free life."

'Me neither.' Stag agreed, 'Back home our people who developed the gift such as my brother did would have killed us, because we were of a lower class in our tribe. We had no privacy at all in our own thoughts and no tongues to speak when we were born. Our only refuge was sign language.'

Turk nodded in sympathy for the two young men, 'I understand your feelings for being so uneasy about talking freely. Even these walls have ears.'

'So, tell me, my friend.' said Stag, 'Why do you attack the new comer so frequently? Are you not afraid that the others will throw you out?'

'I don't like the new comer.' sighed Turk, 'He has taken the woman that I love and treats her with such disrespect. It makes me sick!'

Snake gave Turk a sympathetic pat on the shoulder, 'I don't like the situation either. I saw everything in her eyes when Stag and I went up to her last night. But… It's the path that she has chose and must now follow. We cannot interfere.'

Turk glared at him, but Stag interrupted before Turk had the chance to open his mouth, 'I don't think so, brother. I believe that a persons path is not a straight and narrow. I believe that they must overcome obstacles and hardships along the way, some of which they can't do alone.' he then looked to Turk, 'Turk, old friend, if you love Jubilee so much then why not tell her?'

Before he could say anything, he was once again interrupted, this time by Snake, 'Wait! What? Since when was he in love with Jubilee? I always thought that he was in love with Gothica or Rosie.'

'Show's how much you know, brother. Go ahead, Turk. What was it you were going to say?'

'Never mind. I forgot it completely. Anyways, how the hell did we get on this topic? I was asking you guys how you two felt about the outsider.'

'Oh.' they both said in unison, 'Well… We don't like him much to tell the truth.'

'At least I'm no the only one in this house that feels the same way.'

Later that night, the occupants of the house had a meeting. Everyone was there, even Jubilee and Creed. Everyone wanted to talk about how they could help both Jubilee and Creed, the new house rules, and the living arrangements.

Gothica spoke on everyone's behalf, because she was the only level headed person living inside the house.

"Alright. We called this meeting because we want to get some things straight. First things first. There have been a change in the house rules, since this morning little quarrel between a certain two primitive men, whom I won't mention names… The rule for no fight and no killing is no longer limited to just the house, it's expanded to the entire property that our house is hidden in from the outside world. Secondly, Jubilee. Victor. You two are more than welcome to stay here as long as you need to and we will help you in anyway that we can, as long as our house doesn't get exposed to the outside world. Alright?" they both nodded, "And thirdly. You two need a different appearance if you want to go unnoticed anytime you go out there, so Rosie and I are going to help you with that."

Both Creed and Jubilee looked at each other worriedly and started to panic when both Gothica and Rosie got up and took them away in separate rooms. To much of Rosie's protest, Gothica took Creed, because she thought that Creed would kill Rosie for her weird fashion sense. Gothica lead Creed to a room that was filled with many hair care products and many different types of clothes. Rosie lead Jubilee to a different room, but had the same things as the one that Creed was in.

Gothica pushed him down in a chair that looked like it was from a beauty salon. She hiked up her black dress and straddled him, running her fingers through his hair, and yanking his head back to where he was looking her straight in the eyes. "Now remember… This. Is for your own good and if you don't like how I do things, then I can simply drain the life from you body. Got it?"

"If you do somethin' that I don't like, fra-"

Without warning, she smacked him hard across the face and then kissed him, "Shut up and let Madam Gothica work her magic."

"I thought you didn't like men?" he smirked.

"I didn't say all men." she got up and walked around behind him, gently pulling his head back into thee sink and began washing his hair, "Now, remember what I said. You have no choice in what appearance I give you, otherwise…" she leaned in close to his neck, "If you say anything that displeases me, then I'll be one very unhappy Dumpere."

Mean while, back with Jubilee and Rosie. Rosie was starting to get Jubilee all prepped for a hair wash.

"You know, Jubey." she said, "You are like, so totally lucky to have such a wonderful guy like, Victor. I mean, like, I'm so mad jealous of you right now."

Jubilee chuckled, "Don't believe everything that comes out of his mouth. He's killed a lot of people and betrayed many just for fun. He may be a smooth talker, but once you figure him out you learn to be careful."

"Yeah, I guess so. I guess I can't help but fall for those dominating bad boys. My last boyfriend was like that, except he started bringing home dead bodies and told me if I even opened my mouth to anyone about it then he would kill me."

"So did you leave him after that?"

"Me? Oh, no. I was too much in love with him to leave him, not until he threw me down the stairs, after telling him that I was pregnant, and made me have a miscarriage."

"Oh, my god! What happened then?"

"Turk came and killed him. I was living with this guy right after you left, so my ex didn't die under the houses roof."

"Oh… Turk's really a nice guy."

"He's a great guy." Rosie sighed, "I'm surprise that you two didn't get together while you were here. You do know that he's loved you since he first laid eyes on you?"

"Yeah. I know."

"And he's still in love with you."

"Really?"

"Of course. Turk could never hate you or be angry with you, because to him… You can never do wrong."

"Wow."

"So, why are you with Victor and not him?"

"It's a long story."

"Well… This is going to be a long make over."

Both girls giggled and Jubilee told her story to Rosie.