Chapter Six
The plane bearing the mutant heroes landed in
Seacouver Airport 6 hours after it left New York. Seacouver was no where near as big as New York and it was a lot
cleaner, so, in Jubilee's mind, it was better.
"So?" She asked, "Now where do we go?"
"Professor Xavier told me before we left that he was
making us reservations in a hotel." Psylocke answered. "He told me
the address when we were on the plane." None of the X-Men had to ask how he did that. They all knew he did it telepathically.
Gambit led them to a cab in the line up along the
curb, and opened the door for them. They got in and Psylocke gave the cabby the address of the hotel. When they arrived at their new base of
operations, they were all in for the shock of their lives. All of them were expecting a little hole in
the wall type place, but instead it was a huge, 5 star hotel. There were flags hanging on the façade of
the building, representing the countries of the important people staying
there. As they got out of the cab,
Jubilee looked up at the name.
"The Hotel Monolith." She read. She looked at Psylocke. "Are you sure this is the right place?"
Betsy looked at the card in her hand. "Yeah, this is the place Xavier said. I guess he likes us to travel in style."
"I dunno," Rogue said. "This place looks just a tad
too classy fo' us."
"Just wait till you see our room." Psylocke said with a twinkle in her eye.
They all went into the Hotel. The doormen gave them strange looks as they
went through.
"Gambit get de feelin' dey don' like us much, non?"
"For once, I think you're right, Gumbo." Logan agreed with the Cajun.
Inside the Lobby, the sheer beauty of the place awed
Jubilee. The whole place was covered in
gold, satin and lace. The chandeliers
were real diamonds, and the floor was antique marble.
"Uh, guys, do we really have enough money to stay
here?" Jubilee asked worriedly.
"Don' worry, hon. We're not payin'. Xavier is." Rogue said.
Psylocke went over to the front desk.
"We have a reservation. It's under Braddock."
The Desk Clerk looked through his papers. He looked surprised when he found it.
"Yes, Ms. Braddock, here it is." He tapped the little bell on the desk in
front of him. When the Bellhop arrived
he said to the boy, "Take these guests to Suite 2217." The Bellhop nodded and put all their bags
onto a rack to take up. Politely he
said, "Please come with me," and led them to the elevator. He pushed the button and waited patiently
for the elevator to arrive, being very careful not to stare at the guests whose
bags he was carrying. When they got to
their room on the twenty-second floor, He opened the door for them, and bowed
them in before he took the bags in. Jubilee looked around the room, afraid to touch anything; afraid she
would taint it. She didn't say anything
until Betsy tipped the Bellhop and they were left alone to unpack.
"This place is too nice for us." She said.
"Wha' would you prefer, petite, rats and dirt? Dis place, she perfect." Gambit said as he reclined on a couch.
"Yeah, I know, but, it just seems to nice for us to
be living in." Jubilee said as she
picked her suitcase out of the pile on the floor.
"I don't know 'bout all of you guys, but I could use
a beer." Wolverine tossed his bag into one of the adjacent rooms. "I'm goin' to find a bar. Who's comin' with me?"
"I'll come." Psylocke said. "A beer always
helps me get over jet lag. What about
you, Remy?"
"Sure, Gambit come. Cher, you comin'?" He asked Rogue.
"Nah, ya'll go along. Ah'm a little tired. And
Jubilee needs someone t' stay with her."
"I'm not a little kid," Jubilee complained. "I don't
need a babysitter!"
"Yeah, but you're underage." Logan said to her. "You gotta have someone watchin' you."
Jubilee sulkily sat down on a couch. "So far this mission sucks." She pouted.
"It'll get better." Rogue said. "Besides, ya'll get
to explore the suite while they's gone and see what treasures the rich and
famous gets when theys stayin' in style.
Jubilee didn't look up. Rogue just shrugged and asked, "So, ya'll goin' yet?"
"Yeah, we're goin'." Logan said. They went out, after picking up a cardkey
off the table. After they were gone,
Rogue announced, "Ah'm takin' a bath. You stay outta trouble, ya hear?" She spotted the menu on the table by the TV. "Order somethin' for dinner, sugah. Get as much as ya can eat, we ain't payin' for it." She went into the bathroom. After a moment Jubilee could hear the sound
of running water. Then a second later,
Rogue's head poked out from around the door.
"Don't bother gettin' anythin' for me, sugah, ah'm
not hungry."
"Ok!" Jubilee called out after the door closed. When
she was sure Rogue wouldn't come back out, she got up and grabbed the menu, and
after reseating herself on the couch, flipped through it. When she found what she wanted she picked up
the phone, and dialed the number for room service.
"Uh, Hello? Room service?" When she was sure
it was them, she continued. "Yeah, I want a cheeseburger, a chocolate
milkshake, and a chocolate sundae. You
got all that?" When the person on the
other end confirmed that they did have all of her order down, they asked what
room she was in. She told them, hung up
the phone, and turned on the TV. She
looked around the room, at all the elegantly decorated things, and said to herself,
"Gambit was right, it is better than rats and dirt."
