Attempting to evade his sister's wrath, Nathan Summers dove into his room and slam locked the door shut.
"You know very well that a door can't stop a telekinetic!" Rachel protests, levitating herself over. She was upset because Nathan kept leaving his guns everywhere and she was sick of cleaning up after him. So after this last time, she started to toss his guns after him with her telekinesis.
"Well sis, these doors happen to be electronic so that means-" Nathan keeps the door shut with his technopathy and if he kept at it hard enough, even Rachel can't bust through.
The door jostles with Rachel's attempts. "If you think you're stronger than me, then you are awfully mistaken little brother!"
"Y'know, I've been thinking, if you aren't born in this timeline yet… doesn't that make me the older brother?" Nathan teases, elating his tone to make her even more annoyed.
Rachel growls in response. "Sonuva…"
Before she could even finish that statement, their mother Jean Grey walks by and gives her a questioning look. It was as if she prompted Rachel to even dare continue.
"... Clone-"
Jean gasps, "Rachel!"
The woman uses her telekinesis to remove Rachel out from the doorway and pry open the door despite Nathan's efforts to keep it shut. "What are you two on about this time?" she asks, pulling Nathan out into the hallway.
The siblings began to speak out once, prompting Jean to put up her hands to silence them. "What is up with you two? Rachel you're an adult and should be mature enough to handle your brother's antics. Nathan, stop trying to annoy your sister I expect better from you."
Rachel looks down in slight shame, "Sorry mother."
Nathan doesn't say anything until his sister gives him a swift mental kick. "Oh- sorry mom."
Jean sighs. At some point she had given up any thought of normalcy compared to that of a regular non-superpowered human family. Especially since her daughter wasn't more than a few years younger than her and that one of her sons was an old man for the longest time. Now, he was a teenager and with that came teenage problems. It was somewhat refreshing with the new mentality since the last time she raised Cable in the future he had only been a kid.
But what she would give to just have a baby. Ironically, Jean had never given birth to any of her children. What a riot.
"Just… try not to use your powers on each other like that?" Jean asks as a compromise.
The siblings exchange uncertain glances with each other.
"Please?" Jean searches their expressions for some kind of confirmation. "At least your father and Uncle Alex's powers don't work on each other, and your Uncle Gabriel could easily evade their powers with his own. You two are different, please… just don't hurt yourselves."
Rachel rolls her eyes and gives a reassuring smile, "Mom please we're X-men, I've been on Excalibur and Nathan has been on X-Force. Together we've seen some horrific futures. I'm sure we can handle each other."
Jean swallows her "mother henning" and embraces her two kids. "Alright alright. But if I catch either of you throwing guns at each other again, don't think I won't ground you."
"Since when have you ever done that?" Nathan asks with an air of disbelief. Come to think of it, Jean had never grounded either of them. Even if Rachel was an adult now.
"You're right. Doesn't stop me from starting now, especially you young man." Jean states, gathering a bit of Nathan's cheek between her fingers.
"What? Me?"
Jean pulls away and places her hands on her hips. "Nathan Christopher Charles Summers Askani'son Dayspring-"
"Okay! Okay… just-" Nathan puts his hands up in self defense. "Please don't ever use my full name again." he says, shooting Rachel a glare for snickering.
Rachel covers her mouth to stifle her laughter, "Pfft- Christopher Charles…"
"Yeah." Nathan narrows his eyes at his mom, "Who's bright idea was that?"
Jean brushes off the question, "Don't ask me, ask your father."
With that, she head away leaving the kids to their own devices.
"... Dayspring-"
Nathan elbows his sister, "Oh shut it Rach'."