Disclaimer: WANDA! I mean, er...dont' own anything (noticed I really liked today's ep? yesss)
Summary: The thoughts of certain mutants (and people, later on, MAYBE).
Rating: PG (so far anyway)
Authoress: Katty
Note: Includes Season 1 and 2.
Musings
I'll bet you didn't know that haveing feathery wings itches. A lot. But I wouldn't put it past you; I'm pretty much the only mutant around like this (A/N-except for allll youse OCs...^.^ anyway).
When I first grew my wings, I was estatic. I would finally be like the birds I had always envied for their freedom. But then, I actually had to learn HOW to fly first. Now, that was hard. I remember starting low, like jumping off the kitchen counter and trying to get my wings to do what I wanted them to do. I fell most of the time. My parents thought I was suicidal. I used to laugh at them when they said that. Now...well..I guess I still would if they were here. Anyway, I finally learned body-wing coordination Adoes that make sense?) when I was about nine or ten. Man, it was great. The soaring feeling you got doing it; the sense that you were above everything; it's like a natural high for me.
I moved out when I finished high school. I could tell my father was going to see me or something. Well, maybe not, but my parents acted all different around me than before I was normal. I couldn't take it anymore.
I enjoyed the freedom at first, living by myself, but then it got boring. I mean, I suppose I just missed all the human attention and contact, so I stuck to watching the people on TV. I saw all the crimes and disasters that were occuring. I was angry; they had to stop.
Right then I began to save people, to fight crimes. I enjoyed the liberation of it all. I felt like I had a place in the world. Of course, then those kids showed up, along with that weird metallic guy. I didn't like them too much. That metal man, anyway.
Now I'm living my life again like I used to before those people showed up. Recently, I called my parents. Talked to them, too. They're not so bad now, and I guess I like them more now, because now I know that I'll always be
Their Little Angel (A/N-even tho he's like 22...^-^ anyway!).
hehe i'm so sorry!!!! gomen for everyone cuz i forgot that angel existed for a moment there... anyway now he's up, and NOW I HAVE TO CHANGE PIETRO'S THING CUZ WANDA CAME!!! and i have to do wanda...and that weird lady...and yea.
oh yea.
WANDAWANDAWANDWANDAMYSTIQUEMYSTIQUEMYSTIQUEMYSTIQUE!!! BAHAHHA THEY'RE BA-ACK!!!! SO HAPPY YES I AM (noticed?)!!!!! this is officially my fav. episode, the second being--er---alot. never mind. but yea, fav ep so far! ^.^
r/r!
-Katty
Summary: The thoughts of certain mutants (and people, later on, MAYBE).
Rating: PG (so far anyway)
Authoress: Katty
Note: Includes Season 1 and 2.
Musings
I'll bet you didn't know that haveing feathery wings itches. A lot. But I wouldn't put it past you; I'm pretty much the only mutant around like this (A/N-except for allll youse OCs...^.^ anyway).
When I first grew my wings, I was estatic. I would finally be like the birds I had always envied for their freedom. But then, I actually had to learn HOW to fly first. Now, that was hard. I remember starting low, like jumping off the kitchen counter and trying to get my wings to do what I wanted them to do. I fell most of the time. My parents thought I was suicidal. I used to laugh at them when they said that. Now...well..I guess I still would if they were here. Anyway, I finally learned body-wing coordination Adoes that make sense?) when I was about nine or ten. Man, it was great. The soaring feeling you got doing it; the sense that you were above everything; it's like a natural high for me.
I moved out when I finished high school. I could tell my father was going to see me or something. Well, maybe not, but my parents acted all different around me than before I was normal. I couldn't take it anymore.
I enjoyed the freedom at first, living by myself, but then it got boring. I mean, I suppose I just missed all the human attention and contact, so I stuck to watching the people on TV. I saw all the crimes and disasters that were occuring. I was angry; they had to stop.
Right then I began to save people, to fight crimes. I enjoyed the liberation of it all. I felt like I had a place in the world. Of course, then those kids showed up, along with that weird metallic guy. I didn't like them too much. That metal man, anyway.
Now I'm living my life again like I used to before those people showed up. Recently, I called my parents. Talked to them, too. They're not so bad now, and I guess I like them more now, because now I know that I'll always be
Their Little Angel (A/N-even tho he's like 22...^-^ anyway!).
hehe i'm so sorry!!!! gomen for everyone cuz i forgot that angel existed for a moment there... anyway now he's up, and NOW I HAVE TO CHANGE PIETRO'S THING CUZ WANDA CAME!!! and i have to do wanda...and that weird lady...and yea.
oh yea.
WANDAWANDAWANDWANDAMYSTIQUEMYSTIQUEMYSTIQUEMYSTIQUE!!! BAHAHHA THEY'RE BA-ACK!!!! SO HAPPY YES I AM (noticed?)!!!!! this is officially my fav. episode, the second being--er---alot. never mind. but yea, fav ep so far! ^.^
r/r!
-Katty