"Jubilee, put Viper back in her cell, and then get back in yours, please." Jean said. "I guess i have to put another lock on her door.
"Jean I'm goin' stir crazy in here."
"I'm sorry Jubilee, there's nothing I can do. You just have to keep that radiation away from everyone."
"Don't you have a radiation proof suit, for tending to the radiation affected patients?" Angel Asked.
Jean nodded. Jubes beamed, picking up right away on what he was thinking.
"Shouldn't it work both ways?"
Jean stopped adding the second lock to Viper's cell door. "I suppose it would."
"Please oh please oh please Jeannie! C'mon lemme out. I'm one o' the good guys remember?" Jubes pleaded.
"Alright. Here you go, but it's going to be really big."
Jubes fit her whole body into just the torso part of the suit. The sleeves and pantlegs hung off like streamers.
"You see, Jubilee, it's not going to work until you're bigger." Jean said.
"No way. Wolvie'll carry me, and no one'll get exposed. It's great and I have room to grow back to my normal size."
Just then Wolvie walked in grumbling something about Viper, a flaming bomb and how badly Iceman was gonna get it. "Did I hear that right kiddo?"
"Take me somewhere Wolvie please! Anywhere, I just have to get out of this cell."
Wolvie walked over and picked her up, then wrapped the sleeves and pantlegs around her torso to keep from tripping on them. "Jubes darlin', you look like a toddler in a grown up's space suit."
"I don't care just get me outta here!"
"Darlin', I gotta have a shower. All I can smell is Viper and that bomb, and with my nose, it ain't a pretty smell." Jubes tried to butt in, but she didn't get far. "An' after that I wanna brew while I'm decidin' how best to slice an' dice the Ice."
"Hmmph." Jubes really couldn't argue. He'd made up his mind and that was that. "Can I at least watch TV? Until you are ready to go, that is?"
"I don't see why not."
"Jean I'm goin' stir crazy in here."
"I'm sorry Jubilee, there's nothing I can do. You just have to keep that radiation away from everyone."
"Don't you have a radiation proof suit, for tending to the radiation affected patients?" Angel Asked.
Jean nodded. Jubes beamed, picking up right away on what he was thinking.
"Shouldn't it work both ways?"
Jean stopped adding the second lock to Viper's cell door. "I suppose it would."
"Please oh please oh please Jeannie! C'mon lemme out. I'm one o' the good guys remember?" Jubes pleaded.
"Alright. Here you go, but it's going to be really big."
Jubes fit her whole body into just the torso part of the suit. The sleeves and pantlegs hung off like streamers.
"You see, Jubilee, it's not going to work until you're bigger." Jean said.
"No way. Wolvie'll carry me, and no one'll get exposed. It's great and I have room to grow back to my normal size."
Just then Wolvie walked in grumbling something about Viper, a flaming bomb and how badly Iceman was gonna get it. "Did I hear that right kiddo?"
"Take me somewhere Wolvie please! Anywhere, I just have to get out of this cell."
Wolvie walked over and picked her up, then wrapped the sleeves and pantlegs around her torso to keep from tripping on them. "Jubes darlin', you look like a toddler in a grown up's space suit."
"I don't care just get me outta here!"
"Darlin', I gotta have a shower. All I can smell is Viper and that bomb, and with my nose, it ain't a pretty smell." Jubes tried to butt in, but she didn't get far. "An' after that I wanna brew while I'm decidin' how best to slice an' dice the Ice."
"Hmmph." Jubes really couldn't argue. He'd made up his mind and that was that. "Can I at least watch TV? Until you are ready to go, that is?"
"I don't see why not."