"Ok, well, this is me." Amanda said with a smile, pointing to a small flat
behind her.
"Ok," Kurt said, disappointed that their time had been cut short.
"Thanks for walking me home, I-"
"Phone number!"
"What?" Amanda said, giggling lightly at his outburst.
"Gimme your phone number! That way we can make plans to get together sometime soon!"
"Oh," For a fleeting moment Kurt thought she looked scared, but he quickly dismissed the thought.
"Do you have paper...or something?"
"No.." He paused defeatedly. "But I've got a great memory!"
"Really?" She raised an eyebrow.
"Ja!"
"Ok, it's-" She paused slightly. "394-7380."
"394-7830?"
"7380."
"Ok! 394-7380!" He smiled. "I'll call you sometime soon!"
"You do that, fuzzy." She turned and headed towards the house.
Kurt smiled, a slight fluttering feeling rising in his stomach. He BAMFed up to her, wrapped her in a tight hug, then BAMFed away.
X
"Gray skies are gonna clear up! Put on a happy face! Brush off the clouds and cheer up! Put on a happy face!" Kurt sang loudly as he BAMFed into one of the large TV rooms. He smiled at those gathered.
Kitty sat cross-legged on the floor in front of the couch. She wore a long- sleeved, light blue pajama shirt, and clouded pajama pants. On the long red couch behind her sat Jean. She was playing with Kitty's hair, dressed in plain shorts, and an oversized white T-shirt. On a light red arm chair a little to the couch's left, sat a sideways Alex. He wore baggy, red plaid pants and a black tank top. In the back of the room, sitting comfortably on the windowsill, was Rogue. She wore a pair of baggy sweat pants and a short sleeved tank top.
"Shouldn't Kitty be up there?" Kurt snickered as he BAMFed to the couch next to Jean.
"Somebody's in a good mood..." Kitty smiled.
"So, who is she?" Alex prodded.
"*She* is someone I used to know when I lived in Germany." Kurt sighed. "Oh! I've gotta write down her number before I forget it!" Jean and Alex exchanged looks.
"394-73-"
"Kurt, where's Gambit?"
"8.. oh... Um, he's not back yet?"
"No.." Kitty mused.
"Oh.." Kurt scratched his head. "He's probably still eating. He told me and Amanda he was going to get some grub, then head back here."
"Well, I haven't seen him.."
"Maybe he's in his room?" Jean suggested. Kurt nodded.
"Possibly... let's go check." The group filed out of the room and into the hall, starting in the direction of Kurt and Gambit's room.
"Kurt, you said you knew her from Germany, right?" Jean mused.
"Ja, she was my foster sister, in a sense."
"Were you wearing your image inducer tonight?"
"Ja, of course. Why do you ask?" Kurt turned to her as they entered the room.
"No Remy," Kitty sighed. Kurt turned from her to Jean.
"What are you thinking?"
"She recognized you with your image inducer on.... You didn't look anything like the Kurt she knew..." Kurt frowned.
"You're right.."
"You think it was a setup?" Rogue sneered.
"How else would she have known him?"
"A setup.." Kitty mused. "But why? And how? Who'd be able to-"
"Mystique!" Alex cried, snapping his fingers.
"What about her?" Kurt asked.
"She could do it.. she would do it."
"But why?"
"To separate Gambit and Kurt... to kidnap Gambit..." Rogue sighed. "Why would she do that? It doesn't make any sense.."
"It's Mystique, does she need to make sense, or have a reason?"
"No, but why-"
"Her number!" Kurt yelped.
"What?"
"She gave me her phone number, as Amanda I mean..!"
"Call her!"
"I dunno, Rogue.." Kitty cautioned. "That might be a bad idea.."
"Jean, should I call..?" All eyes turned to her.
"Woah! Since when am I the ring leader?"
"Since Scott went to bed..." Alex snickered.
"Oh ha ha ha. Well, yeah, call her.. I mean, what can she possibly do to us?" Her smile faded as she and the rest of the group considered this.
"Well, call her anyway! I don't like the possibility that she's got one of our group," Rogue growled. "Who knows what they're doing to him?"
"Ok, I'll call." Kurt walked to the small phone on the nightstand by the door to the bathroom.
"Hang on," Alex said. He walked to the door, looked left, looked right, then closed the door.
"Ok."
"Thanks.. I think?" Rogue said, a bit confused.
"You know, just in case."
"Call." Everyone turned back to Kurt.
"394-7380.." He whispered as he punched the keys. The group held their breath.
"It's ringing..." Kurt breathed.
"Hello!"
He started.
"H-hello?"
"My name's Patty, who're you?" Kurt made a slight face at the sultry voice.
"Uh, is Amanda there?"
"No.... but you can call me Amanda if you like.." Kurt sighed and hung up.
"Well?"
"It was a dating hotline..."
"Figures."
The group sat down on the floor.
"What does she want him for? And why not Kurt too?" Alex sighed.
"Maybe it's got to do something with his specific power?" Kitty offered.
"Oh, oh maybe.." Jean said, thinking hard.
"He uh, charges things, right?" Alex asked.
"In terms you would understand, yes, Chaos, he charges things." Rogue mumbled, deep in thought.
"It's Havoc!"
"Ok," Kurt said, disappointed that their time had been cut short.
"Thanks for walking me home, I-"
"Phone number!"
"What?" Amanda said, giggling lightly at his outburst.
"Gimme your phone number! That way we can make plans to get together sometime soon!"
"Oh," For a fleeting moment Kurt thought she looked scared, but he quickly dismissed the thought.
"Do you have paper...or something?"
"No.." He paused defeatedly. "But I've got a great memory!"
"Really?" She raised an eyebrow.
"Ja!"
"Ok, it's-" She paused slightly. "394-7380."
"394-7830?"
"7380."
"Ok! 394-7380!" He smiled. "I'll call you sometime soon!"
"You do that, fuzzy." She turned and headed towards the house.
Kurt smiled, a slight fluttering feeling rising in his stomach. He BAMFed up to her, wrapped her in a tight hug, then BAMFed away.
X
"Gray skies are gonna clear up! Put on a happy face! Brush off the clouds and cheer up! Put on a happy face!" Kurt sang loudly as he BAMFed into one of the large TV rooms. He smiled at those gathered.
Kitty sat cross-legged on the floor in front of the couch. She wore a long- sleeved, light blue pajama shirt, and clouded pajama pants. On the long red couch behind her sat Jean. She was playing with Kitty's hair, dressed in plain shorts, and an oversized white T-shirt. On a light red arm chair a little to the couch's left, sat a sideways Alex. He wore baggy, red plaid pants and a black tank top. In the back of the room, sitting comfortably on the windowsill, was Rogue. She wore a pair of baggy sweat pants and a short sleeved tank top.
"Shouldn't Kitty be up there?" Kurt snickered as he BAMFed to the couch next to Jean.
"Somebody's in a good mood..." Kitty smiled.
"So, who is she?" Alex prodded.
"*She* is someone I used to know when I lived in Germany." Kurt sighed. "Oh! I've gotta write down her number before I forget it!" Jean and Alex exchanged looks.
"394-73-"
"Kurt, where's Gambit?"
"8.. oh... Um, he's not back yet?"
"No.." Kitty mused.
"Oh.." Kurt scratched his head. "He's probably still eating. He told me and Amanda he was going to get some grub, then head back here."
"Well, I haven't seen him.."
"Maybe he's in his room?" Jean suggested. Kurt nodded.
"Possibly... let's go check." The group filed out of the room and into the hall, starting in the direction of Kurt and Gambit's room.
"Kurt, you said you knew her from Germany, right?" Jean mused.
"Ja, she was my foster sister, in a sense."
"Were you wearing your image inducer tonight?"
"Ja, of course. Why do you ask?" Kurt turned to her as they entered the room.
"No Remy," Kitty sighed. Kurt turned from her to Jean.
"What are you thinking?"
"She recognized you with your image inducer on.... You didn't look anything like the Kurt she knew..." Kurt frowned.
"You're right.."
"You think it was a setup?" Rogue sneered.
"How else would she have known him?"
"A setup.." Kitty mused. "But why? And how? Who'd be able to-"
"Mystique!" Alex cried, snapping his fingers.
"What about her?" Kurt asked.
"She could do it.. she would do it."
"But why?"
"To separate Gambit and Kurt... to kidnap Gambit..." Rogue sighed. "Why would she do that? It doesn't make any sense.."
"It's Mystique, does she need to make sense, or have a reason?"
"No, but why-"
"Her number!" Kurt yelped.
"What?"
"She gave me her phone number, as Amanda I mean..!"
"Call her!"
"I dunno, Rogue.." Kitty cautioned. "That might be a bad idea.."
"Jean, should I call..?" All eyes turned to her.
"Woah! Since when am I the ring leader?"
"Since Scott went to bed..." Alex snickered.
"Oh ha ha ha. Well, yeah, call her.. I mean, what can she possibly do to us?" Her smile faded as she and the rest of the group considered this.
"Well, call her anyway! I don't like the possibility that she's got one of our group," Rogue growled. "Who knows what they're doing to him?"
"Ok, I'll call." Kurt walked to the small phone on the nightstand by the door to the bathroom.
"Hang on," Alex said. He walked to the door, looked left, looked right, then closed the door.
"Ok."
"Thanks.. I think?" Rogue said, a bit confused.
"You know, just in case."
"Call." Everyone turned back to Kurt.
"394-7380.." He whispered as he punched the keys. The group held their breath.
"It's ringing..." Kurt breathed.
"Hello!"
He started.
"H-hello?"
"My name's Patty, who're you?" Kurt made a slight face at the sultry voice.
"Uh, is Amanda there?"
"No.... but you can call me Amanda if you like.." Kurt sighed and hung up.
"Well?"
"It was a dating hotline..."
"Figures."
The group sat down on the floor.
"What does she want him for? And why not Kurt too?" Alex sighed.
"Maybe it's got to do something with his specific power?" Kitty offered.
"Oh, oh maybe.." Jean said, thinking hard.
"He uh, charges things, right?" Alex asked.
"In terms you would understand, yes, Chaos, he charges things." Rogue mumbled, deep in thought.
"It's Havoc!"