Mutants 101
..Jean..
by Michiru
I guess that all I can say is that I'm having a pretty good life.
I'm young, healthy, pretty and artistic. I like to sculpt and sketch. I'm fairly popular, not that it's a big issue, but it is there. Plus I'm into sports, most notably soccer. I even won an MVP award.
Mind you, my life hasn't ALWAYS been the best.
You see, I'm a mutant. That's a person with an X gene that causes some strange effects. Like me, A telepath with telekinesis to match it.
It came out pretty full force, all at once. My parents and sister were pretty frightened. I was scared to death. I could hear everyone's thoughts, and things would seriously move on their own. I was pretty lucky that the Professor found me. I probably would have gone nuts. He put a 'cap' on my powers, letting them out gradually as I learned to control them. He trained them and helped me to learn how to live with the mental 'noise' always in my head.
Coming to the institute was an awesome thing. I met a lot of great people, who are basically a family..
And then… there's Scott…
Some people think he's boring. He's very responsible, and cares a great deal for people. Myself, I think that's refreshing. So many young men (if you can call them that) don't care about their elders, or for anyone else except themselves.
He can be a bit stern and go a bit overboard, but that's just part of his charm.
Plus, he's gorgeous. A total hunk. Handsome face, good hair, and a REALLY sexy body. He's like a young god (not that I've LOOKED or anything…)
I just hope I'm not that transparent that he can see how I feel. I just want him to ask me on a date. I think he likes me (I can tell he does… I am a telepath, heh heh… I just pretend I can't tell). I know one thing for sure, if he doesn't ask me soon, I'll have to ask HIM.
But enough of Scott. I'm now helping Kitty put together Kurt's and Rogue's birthday thing. We're going to Boston Pizza. Kurt's choice. I wish he had chosen something a little nicer, but he can't help himself, I guess. A boy thing.
Thing is, it's going to be a surprise for Rogue. She doesn't realize we all know about it being her birthday too. Kind of a coincidence, her and Kurt both turning 16 on the same day, but it's nice too.
Someone else does know, though. Someone sent Rogue a really nice ID bracelet. I wanted to pry, but I was a good girl. It really seemed to upset her, or freak her out, at least.
"Boston Pizza, thanks for holdin', how can I help you?"
"Hello, I wondered if I could book your party room for tonight? It's a double birthday party."
"We have one party room left for booking. How many will there be?" The guy asks me.
"Um, it's just a family thing, really. About 10 to 12."
"Geez, what are you guys? The Brady Bunch?" The guys laughs. I resist the impulse to blast his mind out. Good thing I'm good at resisting. I'm a red-head. I have a short temper.
"Yeah," I roll my eyes at Kitty. "We're the Brady Bunch."
"Oh, geez," Kitty snorts. She going through party supplies, balloons and streamers and stuff like that.
"Heh," the guy snickers. "Yeah, we have a party room available."
"Good, good. Some of us will be there a bit early to decorate. Probably in about a half hour. The rest will arrive at 6."
"What name should I put you under?" the guy asks.
"Why, Brady, of course," I say, all sweetness and lollipops. Kitty thinks this is pretty funny. I do too, for that matter.
"Uh… Brady… really?"
"No," I sigh. Some people's children… "Professor Charles Xavier, please."
I finally get to hang up on the dork.
"Did we get the party room?" Kitty asks.
"Yes, we did," I give her a thumbs up. "So we have the decorations down pat, Evan's picking up the cakes, we have the party room, and the Professor is providing the Visa Platinum."
Kitty giggles, then frowns slightly. "Jean…" she asks nervously.
"What is it, Kitty?"
"Doyouthinkit'dbeokifIinvitedLance?" she asks in a rush.
This takes a couple seconds to unravel. I think she said that faster than Pietro would have, even!
"Um," I say, not really knowing WHAT to say.
"I promise he'll behave," Kitty smiles hopefully. He's really not such a bad guy, Jean. He DID save my life!!"
"Um," I repeat, then sigh. "I don't see why not, if he's a good boy." Ha.
"Thanks Jean!" Kitty beams and grabs the phone.
Pretty scary how quickly she dials that number.
"I hope we don't regret this," I murmur quietly.
TBC
**Disclaimer**
Some of the situations aren't necessarily always out of just my head. As Haruka and I do a lot of role-playing, if you read her stuff, you might find a general theme with our stuff once in a while, even though she does write much better than I do =3
I do not own any of the characters within this fic. This is just a fic, not gospel, and situations that may be within the show don't necessarily make their way here. And vice versa.
--References to Lance saving Kitty's life come from Growing Pains, the part that WBKids cut, but other people got to see =/
To see screenshots from it, go to Haruka's page http://www3.ns.sympatico.ca/haruka
..Jean..
by Michiru
I guess that all I can say is that I'm having a pretty good life.
I'm young, healthy, pretty and artistic. I like to sculpt and sketch. I'm fairly popular, not that it's a big issue, but it is there. Plus I'm into sports, most notably soccer. I even won an MVP award.
Mind you, my life hasn't ALWAYS been the best.
You see, I'm a mutant. That's a person with an X gene that causes some strange effects. Like me, A telepath with telekinesis to match it.
It came out pretty full force, all at once. My parents and sister were pretty frightened. I was scared to death. I could hear everyone's thoughts, and things would seriously move on their own. I was pretty lucky that the Professor found me. I probably would have gone nuts. He put a 'cap' on my powers, letting them out gradually as I learned to control them. He trained them and helped me to learn how to live with the mental 'noise' always in my head.
Coming to the institute was an awesome thing. I met a lot of great people, who are basically a family..
And then… there's Scott…
Some people think he's boring. He's very responsible, and cares a great deal for people. Myself, I think that's refreshing. So many young men (if you can call them that) don't care about their elders, or for anyone else except themselves.
He can be a bit stern and go a bit overboard, but that's just part of his charm.
Plus, he's gorgeous. A total hunk. Handsome face, good hair, and a REALLY sexy body. He's like a young god (not that I've LOOKED or anything…)
I just hope I'm not that transparent that he can see how I feel. I just want him to ask me on a date. I think he likes me (I can tell he does… I am a telepath, heh heh… I just pretend I can't tell). I know one thing for sure, if he doesn't ask me soon, I'll have to ask HIM.
But enough of Scott. I'm now helping Kitty put together Kurt's and Rogue's birthday thing. We're going to Boston Pizza. Kurt's choice. I wish he had chosen something a little nicer, but he can't help himself, I guess. A boy thing.
Thing is, it's going to be a surprise for Rogue. She doesn't realize we all know about it being her birthday too. Kind of a coincidence, her and Kurt both turning 16 on the same day, but it's nice too.
Someone else does know, though. Someone sent Rogue a really nice ID bracelet. I wanted to pry, but I was a good girl. It really seemed to upset her, or freak her out, at least.
"Boston Pizza, thanks for holdin', how can I help you?"
"Hello, I wondered if I could book your party room for tonight? It's a double birthday party."
"We have one party room left for booking. How many will there be?" The guy asks me.
"Um, it's just a family thing, really. About 10 to 12."
"Geez, what are you guys? The Brady Bunch?" The guys laughs. I resist the impulse to blast his mind out. Good thing I'm good at resisting. I'm a red-head. I have a short temper.
"Yeah," I roll my eyes at Kitty. "We're the Brady Bunch."
"Oh, geez," Kitty snorts. She going through party supplies, balloons and streamers and stuff like that.
"Heh," the guy snickers. "Yeah, we have a party room available."
"Good, good. Some of us will be there a bit early to decorate. Probably in about a half hour. The rest will arrive at 6."
"What name should I put you under?" the guy asks.
"Why, Brady, of course," I say, all sweetness and lollipops. Kitty thinks this is pretty funny. I do too, for that matter.
"Uh… Brady… really?"
"No," I sigh. Some people's children… "Professor Charles Xavier, please."
I finally get to hang up on the dork.
"Did we get the party room?" Kitty asks.
"Yes, we did," I give her a thumbs up. "So we have the decorations down pat, Evan's picking up the cakes, we have the party room, and the Professor is providing the Visa Platinum."
Kitty giggles, then frowns slightly. "Jean…" she asks nervously.
"What is it, Kitty?"
"Doyouthinkit'dbeokifIinvitedLance?" she asks in a rush.
This takes a couple seconds to unravel. I think she said that faster than Pietro would have, even!
"Um," I say, not really knowing WHAT to say.
"I promise he'll behave," Kitty smiles hopefully. He's really not such a bad guy, Jean. He DID save my life!!"
"Um," I repeat, then sigh. "I don't see why not, if he's a good boy." Ha.
"Thanks Jean!" Kitty beams and grabs the phone.
Pretty scary how quickly she dials that number.
"I hope we don't regret this," I murmur quietly.
TBC
**Disclaimer**
Some of the situations aren't necessarily always out of just my head. As Haruka and I do a lot of role-playing, if you read her stuff, you might find a general theme with our stuff once in a while, even though she does write much better than I do =3
I do not own any of the characters within this fic. This is just a fic, not gospel, and situations that may be within the show don't necessarily make their way here. And vice versa.
--References to Lance saving Kitty's life come from Growing Pains, the part that WBKids cut, but other people got to see =/
To see screenshots from it, go to Haruka's page http://www3.ns.sympatico.ca/haruka