Disclaimer: Haven't I already gone over this about a million times? Oh well, here I go again. Own the characters of X-Men:Evolution I do not. Sueing is just stupid. Especially after the holidays!

Yet another apology: I would like to apologize for using too much French as pertains to Gambit… If it helps any, I need the practice to remember, and besides, if I knew two languages, I'd integrate them more than he does. If I screw any accents over, even more apologies.

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A very loud gong sounded throughout the mansion, announcing the arrival of guests for the wedding. The girls in the attic all turned immediately to Jean. Sighing resignedly, a look of concentration came over her face as she checked to see who stood outside the large entrance to the Xavier's Institute for Gifted Youngsters. As she did so, Kitty rushed out of her brilliant wedding dress and into her street clothes. "So, Jean. Who is it? Who's come to visit our little, humble home?"

"It's your parents, Kitty. Ummm… Have you ever told them about… ummm… Kurt? You know. The fuzziness, the fangs, the tail?" At Kitty's guilty look, the red head shook her head, exasperrated. "Kitty! How do you think they'll react? Do you honestly think they'll be able to resist the charm of their daughter's husband?"

Kitty's chin went up as her eyes hardened, "Do you honestly think they won't run screaming from him the moment he comes into sight? You don't know them like I do." Quickly becoming distraught, the slight girl turned to her friends, "You guys, what will I do if they totally hate him? How will I be able to help Kurt cope with them hating him?"

Flicking back the white streak in her hair, Rogue looked over at the girl who had become like a little sister to her. "How 'bout ya just go ahead an' ask 'em, sugah? Tha's the only way to be sure 'bout how they'll actually react. Goo' luck, sista." Patting her on the shoulder, well, more like pushing her through the floor, Rogue sent the nervous bride-to-be to confront her parents with her bride-groom. After Kitty had disappeared and no trace was left, the worried Marie turned back to Jean. "They aren't goin' ta accept mah brotha, are they?" When Jean reluctantly shook her head, Rogue looked down, muttering softly, "Poor Kit, havin' ta choose b'tween her guy an' her parents. She'll choose Kurt, though. Ah know she will."

Kurt, Kitty. The Prydes have arrived and they would like to see the both of you. The Professor's mindvoice called to the two, and both promptly showed up in the lobby to find both standing and looking in awe at the grandoise stairway. Kurt 'ported in first, resplendent in his usual outfit and wearing the image inducer since he was in the lobby. Somewhat scared of her parents' reactions to him, though, the blue one stayed in the shadows, effectively blending in. But when Kitty showed up, effervescent in her hard beauty, Kurt was unable to restrain himself from leaving the safety of the darkness. {Hey, he hadn't seen Kitty all day, and she was merely a ceiling away!} He had to return to the light to see his Katzchen, to hold his Katzchen. When he emerged suddenly out of the shadows, the two surprised visitors jumped.

"Mom, Dad! You're here!" The college junior ran to her parents, giving and receiving bear hugs galore. Once the family reunion had toned down a bit, all three turned to the fidgetting Nightcrawler. Kitty flashed her fiance a reassuring smile, "I want you guys to meet Kurt Wagner, my husband as of tomorrow. Now, I can hear Jean yelling at me that she has to finish my dress so she can start working on hers, Rogue's, and Jubilee's. Oh! And the twins too. Apparentally Saraa" {pronounced like car} "is going to be the flower girl… And Jaes is going to be the ringbearer." Another flushing smile and the ecstatic Kitty had floated through the ceiling to return to the attic.

"That's my girl. Like a whirlwind." Kitty's dad commented not-quite proudly. "So, Kurt is it?" at the mutant's affirmative nod he continued, "What might your power be, Kurt?"

Clearing his throat nerously, the German mutant looked at the ground, "Vell, szir. Mein power is teleportation. But zhat is not all zhat makes me deeferent. I do not look quite like zhis… Ve just vanted you to be able to have a virst impreszion ov me vithout clouding zhings over vith mein true appearance. If you vould like, zhough, I vill take ofv zhe image inducer."

Mrs. Pryde nodded to him, "Please do. I would like to know just who my daughter is marrying."

Taken aback, Kurt acquiesced, and there he stood in all his blue-furred, fang-toothed glory. In all reality, the German man was a rather glorious being, what with his impressive bearing and the glint that fighting had ingrained into his eyes. Even with the hardness that had shaped him, humor still lingered lovingly at the fringes, ever ready to come out in bursts and spurts. "Vell, you haven't screamed yet… Zhat could be a gutte zhing, right Proveszor?" Becoming worried, he turned to Professor Xavier.

"Kurt, I think maybe you should return to your rooms. There are still things you and your best men must get ready. I shall call the five of you down when dinner has been prepared. Were your foster parents planning on coming?" At Kurt's negating nod, the founder of the Institute sighed sadly. "I will see you at dinner Kurt. Oh, and don't try to sneak a snack. We'll be needing all the food in the mansion to feed people at the reception tomorrow." Smiling at the retreating figure fo rmerely a moment, he allowed his mind to bring those of Kitty's parents back to their bodies. It seemed that shock had left them going through extremely odd out of body experiences. "Mr. and Mrs. Pryde, I must request that you not voice any bigotries you might be experiencing while you are staying in the mansion. I must also request that you not criticize Kitty's choice. Watching Kitty these past five years, I have seen her become progressively happier ever since she and Kurt began dating."

"Wait just a minute, Xavier! You mean to tell me that you knew that that monstrosity was not as he appeared? And that you continued to allow my daughter to be near that thing even after you knew? And now you're even funding the chaining of Katherine to that! What do you think gave you the right to allow such happenings to go on at your school?"

"That is quite enough, Mr. Pryde. You gave me that right when you signed this paper saying that I am legally the guardian of your daughter. Kitty is being chained to no one she does not choose to chain herself to. Did you notice the quality she now takes with her? She is happy. Would you take her happiness away, merely because you are unable to deal with the fact that she is marrying someone who is different?" Rubbing at his chin, Charles watched as the two looked at each other, speaking volumes.

"Mr. Xavier? I'm sure you will know the most tactful way to inform our daughter that we are unable to stay for the wedding. We do appreciate your inviting us, but now we must be going. Later you must also tell her that we do not wish to hear from her until she realizes that that monster she will marry tomorrow is just that. Good-day." Calmly, Kitty's father placed his wife's hand in the crook of his elbow, leading her out the door. Sadly the Professor nodded, knowing that the bride would take their leaving hard. It was just a lucky thing that Logan had been asked to give her away anyway, since he knew her better than her parents ever could have.

"Poor Kitty. You never had a chance. Against Kurt or your parents. Sometimes I wonder if I'm doing right by bringing you youngsters here to learn to fight." Just at that moment, Saraa and Jaes, the resident one and a half year old twins walked shakily into the room and right up to the wheelchair that contained the bald man. After he had telekinetically lifted them to his lap he quietly thought to himself, Then again, sometimes I wonder how they would have been if I hadn't brought them here to fight. Like Remy. Or Rogue. Or Kurt.

Jubilee looked out the window as two blobs of brown bobbed across the sidewalk and back to the car which they had arrived in. Echoing the Professor's thought, she asked herself quietly, I wonder if she'll be madder that they didn't say anything to her or that they left period. My poor almost-sister. With Kurt gunning for her, she never had a chance, and with the way her parents reacted, she never had a chance with them either. Hopefully she turned to her friend, bright yellow coat brushing against her sides. "So, Kit, did your parents forget something in the car? Need to go get the cake?" When Kitty merely sucked her breath in and looked rather astonished, the youngest of the group knew that her guess had been correct.

Immediately all three of her best friends surrounded her, attempting to comfort the final loss of parents she had been losing ever since she fell through her bed and floor. Nothing quite worked though as Rogue murmurred, "Sugah, yah'll be okay. Yah've got yore Nightcrawler, tha's all ya need," and Jean worked her way past mental barriers to try to block off some of the pain, even going so far as to take some of it into herself. A muffled gasp was the only indication that the telepath had done anything.

"Jean, you need to totally give me that back. You can't handle what you have to go through and what I have to too. Don't worry about me. As long as I don't lose Kurt too. I'll be fine." The dress had been finished, and so Jean returned the burden she had tried to relieve her friend of and began to put the finishing touches on the light, mint green dresses that the bridesmaids would be wearing. The maid-of-honor, Jubilee since she was the only one who hadn't gotten married yet, would be wearing a soft, pale banana color that stood out not nearly as much as the neon jacket she always wore, even now. All were beautifully made and looked breath-taking on those who were to wear them.

Well, it's really late, so any mistakes can be attributed to that. I hope you guys like this chapter, and I know it's kinda mean to the Elf, but I just wondered if Kitty's parents really would be as understanding as many people make them out to be. I'm getting kinda puzzled as to where exactily this is going, though… For some reason, the story seems to be changing, though the wedding will take place! No worries there. Again with the author's bribe! If I don't read your fic, I'm sorry. I will get around to it. Happy New Year's Eve! ^_^