Ororo's beautiful dusky skin turns an interesting shade of plum as she blushes. The effect that Jubilee can have by standing with hands on hips and eyebrows raised is quite astonishing. Not even Sinister can manage to look so hurt and disapproving. Even though I tower over this mere teenager I'm feeling as though I've just been caught by a father who thinks I'm getting too fresh with his little princess.
We sort of turn and look each other and I know were both blushing. We can't look at each other and neither can we meet Jubilee's gaze so instead we take a great interest in our shoes. A finger pokes me in the stomach (she's not quite tall enough to reach my chest) and I'm forced to meet Jubilee's gaze.
"Well I hope you're satisfied now that you've subjected me to such major trauma Creed. That was just about the most disgusting thing I've ever seen apart from Emplate and when I trod on one of Logan's discarded fag ends last week. I'm going to need years of therapy and it's your fault."
"Jubilation Lee it was only a kiss so stop being so childish."
"Only a kiss, yeah right. How could you with Creed of all people? What do you think Logan would say?"
Ororo casts her head in shame. Well she is the co-leader of the X-Men and one of Xavier's most devoted followers. She's also a gentle peaceful sort despite her name and my opposite in almost every way.
"It wasn't her fault Jubilee. I was the one who started it."
There that's probably something you wouldn't have thought possible. I'm probably the last person you would ever think of being like a knight in shining armour. Still this chivalrous urge seems right somehow. This having a go at being normal seems to be paying off. I mean if Logan can have a sense of honour then why not me.
"I didn't object though Victor and I liked the kiss. I have no regrets."
"Yeah I liked it too. No regrets then."
Jubilee has her hands over her ears at this point and as she sees us making puppy dog eyes at each other she turns away. I think she's trying very hard not to throw up. Good job she doesn't see us holding hands again.
How did this happen? How can a woman like her see anything in a psychotic killer like me? Can I keep repressing my instincts and be a man worthy of her? I want to be that man. I know that now and I will do anything to be able to be that man. I find I like this world that I've visited today and I want to stay there. Maybe they can help me again like they did before.
Hang on a minute. That scent is awfully familiar and I can hardly believe I was so lost in thought as to allow him to get so close to me. As it is I'm now helpless and completely at the mercy of the man who hates me the most. A position I've unfortunately been in before and where he generously gave me a free lobotomy. There are two adamantium claws on either side of my throat and one just touching the tender skin right over my jugular. It's just pricking the skin and it's nearly as painful as the cut I got from the razor blade this morning.
"Well Creed yer going ta get a taste of adamantium only this time I'm making sure yer stay dead. Yer deserve it fer laying hands on my Ororo."
"Don't you dare Wolvie. Creed's been trying his hardest to be nice and he didn't hurt me or Ororo at before. In fact he even went to the mall with me and he didn't complain once unlike you."
"Logan stay your hand I beg you. Creed for once is innocent of any wrongdoing and if you do anything I'll blast you with my lightning bolt."
A vein is throbbing at Logan's temple and I can sense his disbelief. I can hardly believe it myself. Then a hand is laid on Logan's shoulder and I can see Remy is there. The Cajun is looking somewhat battered and I guess Logan managed to force the truth out of him.
"Oui mon ami Creed had Remy cold but he did not hurt him. Why not let him live this time."
"Rogue must have given ya a concussion when she slapped ya Cajun. Ya hate him nearly as much as I do."
"Please Wolvie."
Seeing Jubilee's puppy dog eyes crumbles Logan's resistance. His face softens and he withdraws the claws. Only instead he gives me a hard shove that sends me falling to lie prone and then I end up with a small but fierce feral sitting on my chest and glaring right at me.
"Ya got one chance now ta convince me not ta rip yer throat out. I ain't gonna spare ya a second time no matter what the others say."
Quickly I pour out the entire sorry story to the runt leaving nothing out. Of course he can smell that I'm telling the truth as it's nearly impossible for anyone to lie to a feral without him realizing. Finally and with evident reluctance he accepts that I'm telling the truth and allows me to rise.
"So runt maybe I'd better come back with ya ta the mansion so ya can keep an eye on me."
"I think Creed genuinely wants our help Logan and we should never turn our back on a mutant who needs our aid. After all many of us were once bitter enemies and we all of us have our dark pasts. Give Creed one chance Logan and I think you won't be disappointed."
"I believe him Ororo but if he even looks at anyone the wrong way I'm gonna kill him."
So it was that I ended up going back to the mansion possibly even to become an X-Man myself. Still maybe miracles do still happen.