CHAPTER 4: Peace Offering
"I'm goin' to the corner store to get some munchies!!" Jubilee called out while rushing to the door on her rollerblades before anybody could tell her otherwise. She skidded to a halt as someone grabbed her jacket from behind.
Expecting to see one the overbearing adults, she spun around and whined, "But there's nothing to ea....oh! Hi, Tyger. What do you want?"
Still hanging on to Jubilee's jacket, Tyger used her free hand to point at herself, then at Jubilee.
"You want to come with me?"
She nodded vigourously. Jubilee's face brightened.
"Cool! Get your blades. You can help me haul all the stuff back!"
* * *
A week had passed since Hank's enlightening conversation with Ororo. He was down in his lab, admiring his newest creation. He had been doing so for three days, because even though it was meant for Tyger, he had yet to build up the courage to give it to her.
He had spent most of his time in the lab - working hard, he told himself; avoiding Tyger, said the little voice in his head. He was suddenly distracted by a reflection off the rim of his glasses, and he turned around just in time to see a black and orange striped tail disappearing around the doorway.
A smile appeared on his face. A huge, gigantic, ear-to-ear, boyish grin as his eyes settled upon what his brief visitor had left in her wake.
A box of twinkies.
"I'm goin' to the corner store to get some munchies!!" Jubilee called out while rushing to the door on her rollerblades before anybody could tell her otherwise. She skidded to a halt as someone grabbed her jacket from behind.
Expecting to see one the overbearing adults, she spun around and whined, "But there's nothing to ea....oh! Hi, Tyger. What do you want?"
Still hanging on to Jubilee's jacket, Tyger used her free hand to point at herself, then at Jubilee.
"You want to come with me?"
She nodded vigourously. Jubilee's face brightened.
"Cool! Get your blades. You can help me haul all the stuff back!"
* * *
A week had passed since Hank's enlightening conversation with Ororo. He was down in his lab, admiring his newest creation. He had been doing so for three days, because even though it was meant for Tyger, he had yet to build up the courage to give it to her.
He had spent most of his time in the lab - working hard, he told himself; avoiding Tyger, said the little voice in his head. He was suddenly distracted by a reflection off the rim of his glasses, and he turned around just in time to see a black and orange striped tail disappearing around the doorway.
A smile appeared on his face. A huge, gigantic, ear-to-ear, boyish grin as his eyes settled upon what his brief visitor had left in her wake.
A box of twinkies.