Nekokittykat: Scott gets a moment in the spotlight again.
Scott: And I've decided I don't like Wolverine or Brittany Spears.
Lance: This could be interesting.
I woke up to the overly peppy and yet perverted pop music Jean played in the morning and the yells of people telling her to turn the damn radio off. That music made me desperately want to smother myself with my pillow. Especially when it was Brittany Spears. I rolled over and groaned only to be shoved in the side.
"Come on, kid," Logan growled, "you're late for training."
"You know, I had it easier being held hostage," I mumbled back pulling my blanket over my head, "and tell the Professor that I don't feel like it."
"You don't have much of a choice!" My blanket was slashed, I'd liked that blanket too, and I was facing a really angry looking Logan. "Now get up and move it!"
I got up reluctantly and stretched wondering how such a big bed and room could make me feel like I was in a prison. "I'm going, just get out so I can get ready." He left and I knew he was standing outside the door waiting for me. For a moment I thought about jumping out the window, but then I decided it was too far a fall.
"Hurry it up, Cykes."
I got ready for the danger room and opened the door hoping he'd be in a position where I could hit him in the face with it. Unfortunately I wasn't. "Yeah I'm coming. Couldn't I just scrub floors like a normal kid?"
"You aren't normal now get moving or I'll double your training."
I was starting to long for school now at least there I had a chance at seeing Lance.
1.1 X
"I'm going for a walk!" I yelled before leaving the mansion and running as fast as I could out of the yard. Maybe driving would be better, driving privileges were taken away also though. I could still take the bus. Pretty soon I was walking down the street of the quiet neighborhood toward the shrubbery-guarded house. I walked up the driveway and first thing I saw was Pietro being blown into a tree.
"You can go wherever you want for the weekend," Cami snapped at him crossing her arms over her black shirt that had 'I took the road less traveled now where the hell am I?' scrawled in white letters. "But I'm not going with you, especially if you're planning another trip down to South America. We aren't allowed back there, remember?"
"No need to fling me into a tree, no doubt you and Lance are related." He zipped beside her and quickly said, "violence is not the answer," before zipping away. "Plus you shouldn't borrow Mak's shirts!"
"I happen to like this one!" She yelled after him as he went to the back yard. She turned around and grinned broadly at me. "Scott, hey, up for burgers later?"
I shrugged and headed further up the driveway with her soon at my side. "Sure, gives me a chance to get away from the mansion, worked me hard today. What is Pietro up to anyway?"
She rolled her eyes and sighed heavily announcing her annoyance through body language. "He wants to go to Hong Kong or something for the weekend and wants to drag me along since I can eliminate the wind resistance factor."
"Hong Kong? And what does Irene say about this?"
"She never knows, or if she does she ignores him, probably a good idea. Oh, wait a moment." She opened the door slowly and disappeared inside before I heard a big 'umph' and a 'Cami, what the hell do you think you're doing!' "It's so nice to know I'm loved," she told Lance as I recognized the voice. "Oh, and I'm not going to get up because you might pounce Scotty and knock his glasses off and blow a hole in the roof."
"Scott is here?" I almost laughed at the confused excitement and stepped inside to see Whirlwind with the all mighty Avalanche as her chair. On the couch Fred sat with Angela and they were watching cartoons with Todd doing his homework on the floor again. "Hey," he smiled at me. "Get off me," with a shove Cami fell from her brother's lap and onto Todd, which caused him to make his paper with a large pencil mark.
"You're a hazard to be around, yo." Todd rolled his eyes and got another piece of paper. "Especially for my homework."
"That one was not my fault."
I smiled slightly glad to be away from the training and the constant lectures along with the 'trying to be normal and living in an institute'. Normal and institute just didn't fit together.
"So what brings you here?" Lance asked nudging his sister farther away with his foot. For a second Cami looked like she was going to pounce on the offending foot by shrugged and turned to the TV when I sat on the arm of the black recliner Lance was in.
"Had to get away for a while," I replied hearing in the background Angela in the background trying to explain to Fred the plot of the show they were watching. "My back's sore, had to do training sessions with Logan."
"And here I thought I was having it bad cleaning the house," Lance joked kneading the base of my neck with his hands. It felt so good. "How much free time do you have?"
"I don't know."
"He's having burgers with us," Cami piped up trying to make a crane out of Todd's ruined paper. It was more like a piece of crumbled up paper. "I don't see why you don't just stay, I could actually go sleep in my bed and you can take the couch, Pietro is less likely to kidnap me up there anyway."
"Pietro's kidnapped you?" Lance blurted out in astonishment. "Ok, that boy has just been asking for it…"
"Aw, calm down, it ain't anything serious."
"Just Pietro being Pietro," Todd put in an attempt to help. "What the hell does this mean, yo?" He went back to starring at his textbook and it hurt just watching him.
"I'd like to stay here," I shook my head, "Logan told me I'm not normal in the tone that means to add on 'and you'll never be'. Ever since Thursday normal has become more than a concept but a goal."
"We'll never be normal-normal," Lance said smiling at me, "we can try being as normal as possible though."
"Normal isn't something Xavier is aiming for us, he called me a mutation gone wrong when I first got there."
"He's also a controlling freak with issues he needs to work out." That received a 'you said it' and 'amen' from the other occupants of the living room. "Don't worry, one day everything will be all right." I had a feeling that day wasn't going to be soon.
"IRENE!" The moment, whatever that was, was ruined by Jordan and Keith bursting through the door supporting Calvin between them. The lights started to flicker and the TV went on the fritz. "Clear the couch," Jordan order in a commanding voice as they took Techno over. The boy's light red hair was a mess of hat hair and his eyelids were tightly shut twitching with the movement of his eyes.
"What's going on?" Angela squeaked holding onto Fred's arm.
"I think his powers are evolving or something," Keith replied holding the 16 year old's arms down as he squirmed. "Somebody turn off the power!" I realized why he'd said that when a light bulb shattered showering sparks onto, thankfully, tiles.
I'd seen Jean's powers evolve, and looking back on it most everyone was scared of her at that time yet here everyone was, minus the three girls not there, for Calvin, the boy who used his power to cheat on video games, doing everything to help him be more comfortable.
"I can't take it," the boy mumbled rolling his head from side too side, "the buzzing won't stop, it's too much… I…" and he fell relaxed with his breathing returning to normal. A blanket seemed to put itself over him and Mak appeared from her invisible state with Rogue and Mimic by her each with a hand lightly placed on the teen's leg.
"Hopefully that'll be just enough for him to handle," Mimic said rubbing her hand.
"Ah hope we weren't late or anythin'," Rogue said putting her gloves back on. Everything seemed suddenly quiet in the now only naturally lighted house.
"How…"
"Irene told us what was gonna happen," Rogue replied to my one word, "we came as fast as we could."
"Good."
((A/N: I've got no clue where that last part came from except that the day I wrote it I watched just about the dullest movie I've ever seen where the Mellow Yellow (remember I don't own anything I write about except my originals) I had was the best thing about that movie then I had a Mountain Dew which everyone who knows me knows that makes me more insane then usual and the I saw Resident Evil at night and then wrote this on an adrenaline, caffeine, and sugar high not a good mix. Wow, that was a long sentence but oh well. *shrugs* So that's the explanation. Plus if you were wondering and didn't catch it having not read Truth be Told Calvin's power is electronic/mechanical manipulation and that's why the TV and things were freaking out. Till next time;-) ))
Scott: And I've decided I don't like Wolverine or Brittany Spears.
Lance: This could be interesting.
I woke up to the overly peppy and yet perverted pop music Jean played in the morning and the yells of people telling her to turn the damn radio off. That music made me desperately want to smother myself with my pillow. Especially when it was Brittany Spears. I rolled over and groaned only to be shoved in the side.
"Come on, kid," Logan growled, "you're late for training."
"You know, I had it easier being held hostage," I mumbled back pulling my blanket over my head, "and tell the Professor that I don't feel like it."
"You don't have much of a choice!" My blanket was slashed, I'd liked that blanket too, and I was facing a really angry looking Logan. "Now get up and move it!"
I got up reluctantly and stretched wondering how such a big bed and room could make me feel like I was in a prison. "I'm going, just get out so I can get ready." He left and I knew he was standing outside the door waiting for me. For a moment I thought about jumping out the window, but then I decided it was too far a fall.
"Hurry it up, Cykes."
I got ready for the danger room and opened the door hoping he'd be in a position where I could hit him in the face with it. Unfortunately I wasn't. "Yeah I'm coming. Couldn't I just scrub floors like a normal kid?"
"You aren't normal now get moving or I'll double your training."
I was starting to long for school now at least there I had a chance at seeing Lance.
1.1 X
"I'm going for a walk!" I yelled before leaving the mansion and running as fast as I could out of the yard. Maybe driving would be better, driving privileges were taken away also though. I could still take the bus. Pretty soon I was walking down the street of the quiet neighborhood toward the shrubbery-guarded house. I walked up the driveway and first thing I saw was Pietro being blown into a tree.
"You can go wherever you want for the weekend," Cami snapped at him crossing her arms over her black shirt that had 'I took the road less traveled now where the hell am I?' scrawled in white letters. "But I'm not going with you, especially if you're planning another trip down to South America. We aren't allowed back there, remember?"
"No need to fling me into a tree, no doubt you and Lance are related." He zipped beside her and quickly said, "violence is not the answer," before zipping away. "Plus you shouldn't borrow Mak's shirts!"
"I happen to like this one!" She yelled after him as he went to the back yard. She turned around and grinned broadly at me. "Scott, hey, up for burgers later?"
I shrugged and headed further up the driveway with her soon at my side. "Sure, gives me a chance to get away from the mansion, worked me hard today. What is Pietro up to anyway?"
She rolled her eyes and sighed heavily announcing her annoyance through body language. "He wants to go to Hong Kong or something for the weekend and wants to drag me along since I can eliminate the wind resistance factor."
"Hong Kong? And what does Irene say about this?"
"She never knows, or if she does she ignores him, probably a good idea. Oh, wait a moment." She opened the door slowly and disappeared inside before I heard a big 'umph' and a 'Cami, what the hell do you think you're doing!' "It's so nice to know I'm loved," she told Lance as I recognized the voice. "Oh, and I'm not going to get up because you might pounce Scotty and knock his glasses off and blow a hole in the roof."
"Scott is here?" I almost laughed at the confused excitement and stepped inside to see Whirlwind with the all mighty Avalanche as her chair. On the couch Fred sat with Angela and they were watching cartoons with Todd doing his homework on the floor again. "Hey," he smiled at me. "Get off me," with a shove Cami fell from her brother's lap and onto Todd, which caused him to make his paper with a large pencil mark.
"You're a hazard to be around, yo." Todd rolled his eyes and got another piece of paper. "Especially for my homework."
"That one was not my fault."
I smiled slightly glad to be away from the training and the constant lectures along with the 'trying to be normal and living in an institute'. Normal and institute just didn't fit together.
"So what brings you here?" Lance asked nudging his sister farther away with his foot. For a second Cami looked like she was going to pounce on the offending foot by shrugged and turned to the TV when I sat on the arm of the black recliner Lance was in.
"Had to get away for a while," I replied hearing in the background Angela in the background trying to explain to Fred the plot of the show they were watching. "My back's sore, had to do training sessions with Logan."
"And here I thought I was having it bad cleaning the house," Lance joked kneading the base of my neck with his hands. It felt so good. "How much free time do you have?"
"I don't know."
"He's having burgers with us," Cami piped up trying to make a crane out of Todd's ruined paper. It was more like a piece of crumbled up paper. "I don't see why you don't just stay, I could actually go sleep in my bed and you can take the couch, Pietro is less likely to kidnap me up there anyway."
"Pietro's kidnapped you?" Lance blurted out in astonishment. "Ok, that boy has just been asking for it…"
"Aw, calm down, it ain't anything serious."
"Just Pietro being Pietro," Todd put in an attempt to help. "What the hell does this mean, yo?" He went back to starring at his textbook and it hurt just watching him.
"I'd like to stay here," I shook my head, "Logan told me I'm not normal in the tone that means to add on 'and you'll never be'. Ever since Thursday normal has become more than a concept but a goal."
"We'll never be normal-normal," Lance said smiling at me, "we can try being as normal as possible though."
"Normal isn't something Xavier is aiming for us, he called me a mutation gone wrong when I first got there."
"He's also a controlling freak with issues he needs to work out." That received a 'you said it' and 'amen' from the other occupants of the living room. "Don't worry, one day everything will be all right." I had a feeling that day wasn't going to be soon.
"IRENE!" The moment, whatever that was, was ruined by Jordan and Keith bursting through the door supporting Calvin between them. The lights started to flicker and the TV went on the fritz. "Clear the couch," Jordan order in a commanding voice as they took Techno over. The boy's light red hair was a mess of hat hair and his eyelids were tightly shut twitching with the movement of his eyes.
"What's going on?" Angela squeaked holding onto Fred's arm.
"I think his powers are evolving or something," Keith replied holding the 16 year old's arms down as he squirmed. "Somebody turn off the power!" I realized why he'd said that when a light bulb shattered showering sparks onto, thankfully, tiles.
I'd seen Jean's powers evolve, and looking back on it most everyone was scared of her at that time yet here everyone was, minus the three girls not there, for Calvin, the boy who used his power to cheat on video games, doing everything to help him be more comfortable.
"I can't take it," the boy mumbled rolling his head from side too side, "the buzzing won't stop, it's too much… I…" and he fell relaxed with his breathing returning to normal. A blanket seemed to put itself over him and Mak appeared from her invisible state with Rogue and Mimic by her each with a hand lightly placed on the teen's leg.
"Hopefully that'll be just enough for him to handle," Mimic said rubbing her hand.
"Ah hope we weren't late or anythin'," Rogue said putting her gloves back on. Everything seemed suddenly quiet in the now only naturally lighted house.
"How…"
"Irene told us what was gonna happen," Rogue replied to my one word, "we came as fast as we could."
"Good."
((A/N: I've got no clue where that last part came from except that the day I wrote it I watched just about the dullest movie I've ever seen where the Mellow Yellow (remember I don't own anything I write about except my originals) I had was the best thing about that movie then I had a Mountain Dew which everyone who knows me knows that makes me more insane then usual and the I saw Resident Evil at night and then wrote this on an adrenaline, caffeine, and sugar high not a good mix. Wow, that was a long sentence but oh well. *shrugs* So that's the explanation. Plus if you were wondering and didn't catch it having not read Truth be Told Calvin's power is electronic/mechanical manipulation and that's why the TV and things were freaking out. Till next time;-) ))