"Why do they call Zac Regulator?" Scott asked out of the blue as we played video games the next day. This morning we'd been forced to sit through Jewels' elaborate plan to get Xavier's powers so we'd decided to not do anything considering she could rush in here at any moment with both Pietro's and Zac's powers and there was no telling what that would be like. Probably scary, very scary come to think of it.

"Why are you Cyclops or why am I Avalanche? Does any of it make any," I paused as I passed him in the Test Drive game to smirk, "sense at all? Like why change Lily to Ivy and not just keep her Lily, or call Angela Fairy instead of Pixie, and how do the names Nightcrawler and Shadowcat relate to teleporting and being blue and furry and walking through walls?"

"I don't know." On the screen our cars ran into each other and flipped in the air. "Still…"

"Fine, fine, Fred asked the same question and it's because in a way he regulates time. It's Mystique, she gives out strange code names, we deal with it." It was about noon and we'd only been up for two hours. Suspension wasn't that bad. Plus Principal Kelly hadn't considered the fact yesterday had been Wednesday. So we'd only gotten two days.

"Yeah," he was quiet for a few minutes with just the sound effects of the game playing in the silence. Then he spoke. "Do you really believe Mystique? The whole chance to be normal thing and what she 'found out' about Xavier and Magneto?"

"Not entirely, but I like being able to eat and have a house that won't collapse any second," I answered simply pausing the game and turning to face him. "And if Jewels actually does decide to do her insane plan we'll know if the whole conspiracy thing is true. I hope she doesn't though, when she acquired you using Rogue's power it was just plain freaky."

"I can imagine. Remember I live with Rogue and know how absorbing people can effect her. Once she had ran into Kitty and absorbed her briefly and there were two valley girls in the house with one complaining about how she was talking!"

"That sounds scary." I stretch my legs and arms out bored stiff. I wanted to go out somewhere but Irene had said as punishment we had to stay inside and there would be nothing that we wouldn't want our little siblings to do. Considering I didn't even want any guy to touch Cami it was difficult. "Come on, let's go get some food." I stood up and bounded up the stairs to the kitchen where Irene was listening to the news on the radio while writing.

"The Friends of Humanity are becoming a nuisance or a blessing. Another suspected mutant, Catharine Strauss was found in the bottom of a river with a ball and chain around her foot. Those who knew Catharine say it's cruel and that the group should be charged for murder. Since she was a mutant it's being considered but not likely to pass." The man on the radio paused for a moment and I looked over to Scott to see the horror on his face.

"Lance, turn off the radio for me," Irene asked before mumbling, "I've heard enough." I had too, and I think Scott had not even begun to hear the whole story.

"Wha… that's…" he tried to find the right way to word what he was going to say and finally shook his head. "I had no idea that things like this were actually happening, how could he not have told us?" I knew 'he' was Professor Xavier.

"Apparently that's been going on for a long time. Magneto never told us both because he thought we'd try to find a way to help those being killed and not focus on the goal he had for us. Basically he wanted us to be mutant terrorists."

"None of it would have turned out the way either wanted it," Irene remarked from her seat still writing in her diary. "Then again I don't know if any of this will work out. It's amazing how lost someone who can predict the future can get."

I just nodded not really caring that she couldn't see me. It was how I had ended up in a foster home, anti-mutants had killed my mother. Probably would have killed me too if they'd known what I would have ended up as. Part of the reason I'd been so afraid when my powers had emerged was because I thought that they'd come for me like they had for her. I told my foster parents in hopes they'd be able to protect me. They'd started to ignore me. Then I realized I could protect myself and that I'd been dealt a winning hand and it all seemed better until I trashed almost the entire school. It didn't matter now, though, not anymore.

"Hey, Alvers," Scott hit me in the back of the head, "sorry but you were spacing out. Want to go to the store or not?"

"Huh?"

"I've made up a grocery list and decided to put you two to work." Irene got up and shoved a shopping list into my hand. "Go to the store and come straight back, got it? You know the drill, only what's on the list get it as cheap as possible. We do have money but there are still 13 teens and myself to feed."

"Yeah I know, and this time no Mountain Dew. Pietro came close to drinking one while you were out and I swear just the smell of sugar got him hyper."

"He's always hyper," Scott pointed out as we headed out the door.

"No, you haven't seen him hyper, you've seen him normal. Once he found Fred's pixie stick stash and redid the upstairs, not to anyone else's liking though." I opened the door and stepped outside looking down at the list. "Aw fuck." Somehow this particular item needed to be got when it was my turn. So much in fact I knew which brand was the best buy with the best absorbency. Now I had to get them with Scott there. I was never going to live it down.

"What?" Scott looked over my shoulder at the third item on the list. "Tampons!" He looked at me with confused terror. "Tampons?"

"Yes, don't forget about the girls in the house." I shook my head. "This should be one of their jobs, I don't use them!"

"I'd hope not," the slightly shorter mutant said as he got in the jeep. "

"Oh be quiet or I'll make you check out and I'll mysteriously disappear." It was tempting though.

"You better not or I'll blast you to who knows where," Scott threatened. I just laughed and concentrated back on driving hearing Scott mumble in disbelief 'tampons'.

((A/N: No, I've no clue what's up with the tampons a friend of mine was just complaining about how his sister always seems to need them when it's his turn to go shopping and this came to mind.

If anyone has any ideas of where it should go from here I'd love to hear them!))