A change in the air
By Todd fan
Disclaimer: "See the desk, don't see the desk. See the chair, don't see the chair".
Thanks to all my loyal reviewers, don't know where i'd be without ya! I don't know what Duncan's parents are called, so i made it up!. Ha!
Chapter 15 - Teaching Mr. Mathews.
The next morning found Sidney standing outside the Mathews' huge home. She had narrowly avoid falling into their swiming pool and was now waiting paciently for the door to open. When it eventualy did open, a black-haired woman with green eyes looked out.
"Hey, i'm Sidney Cagney", she said, "i'm here...."
"Hello miss Cagney", said Rita Mathews, peering around the door of their large home, wairly eyeing up the cat-girl before her, "i trust you're here to help my Pumpkin with his book learning".
"Hi Mrs Mathews", said Sidney, trying to stifle a giggle at the 'Pumpkin' comment, "yeah, is Duncan ready?".
"Of course", said Rita with a grin, "come on inside".
She opened the door wide and Sidney steped inside. It was very plush, and large. Heck, there were alot of windows in this place. She was interupted by Mrs Mathews.
"I think he's in his room", she said with a smile, "the seventh door on the right".
"Second?", said Sidney blinking.
"No, seventh", corrected Rita.
"Okay", said Sidney, walking off.
As she walked down the hall, she could see tons of sports memrobilia hanging on the walls. Geez, no wonder Duncan had ended up being a jock. She finaly made it to the seventh door and sighed. She might as well get this humiliation over and done with. She knocked.
"Come in", came the voice on the other side.
Sidney sighed and walked in. Duncan's room was enormous. She could have fitted the room she shared with Wanda three times in the place. The walls were full, once again, of sports memoribilia. Duncan had his back turned to her and was playing on what looked like a very new computer console.
"Hey, i'll just have a Spanish ommelte for Lunch", he said, not turning around, "i'm not that hungry".
"Sorry Dunc', but providing you lunch isn't a part of my tutouring programme", said Sidney, crossing her arms.
Duncan spun around and gave a yelp of surprise.
"Oh...it's..you", he said with a nervous chuckle, "thought you were my mom".
"Oh gee..i'm flattered", said Sidney sarcastically, she flung her bag off her shoulder and dumped it on the floor, "now can we please get this over with so my suffering won't go on for TOO long".
"I like you too", muttered Duncan, pulling a face, "i don't know why i NEED tutouring anyway".
"'Cause you got an 'F' in your last exam?", said Sidney with a smirk, "just a guess".
"Yeah, well it's not fair that Newmark won't let me play on the team if i don't get my grades up", said Duncan, "whats up with that?".
"Gee...you think it's because you need more than football skills to get anywhere in life?", said Sidney, rolling her eyes, "oh....never mind, look who i'm talking to".
"Hey, i'm doing fine in my other subjects", said Duncan, "i'm aceing Geometry. Its just stupid English lit. Heck, why does it matter?. It's not like reading a load of old books is gonna help me in life".
"It's not just READING the books", said Sidney, pulling out a few books from her bag, "it's about why the writers wrote the story. What they were feeling, what they were trying to get across. Its about conecting with the characters, going into the world that the author has created....is any of this sinking in?".
"So what can YOU do?", said Ducan with a grin, "you know...mutant power wise?".
"I think we're starying from the point", said Sidney, trying hard to keep her temper in check.
"Oh come on, please?", said Duncan, "you don't do anything destructive like those eye lazer's that Summers' has do ya?".
"No", said Sidney with a low growl.
"Well.....", said Duncan, tapping his foot, "are you gonna show me or not".
"If i do will you please TRY to learn something?", said Sidney, rubbing her temple with a clawed hand.
Duncan nodded. Sidney gave a sigh and concentrated. Her eyes glowed and she transformed herself into a tiger, much to Duncan's surprise. She then changed herself back.
"Happy now?", she asked, crossing her arms.
"That was wicked!", said Duncan, "i bet you could really beat someone up with that".
"I WILL beat someone up with it if they don't shut up and learn some English Literature", warned Sidney.
"Okay okay", said Duncan putting his hands up defensively.
"Right...as i was saying", said Sidney, "books are finding out what the author wanted to tell his or her readers. What point he or she wanted to get across...".
"You mean that Frankenstein had a point?", said Duncan with a chuckle, leaning back on his chair, "yeah, right".
"Frankenstein, there's a good example!", said Sidney pulling out the book, "there's tons of fansinating stuff about this book".
"Like what?", said Duncan, unbelivelingly, "guy creates a monster and calls it Franky, big whoop".
"Actually, the monster doesn't HAVE name", said Sidney, " Victor Frankenstein was the name of his creator".
"Really?", said Duncan, blinking, "i always thought it was the other way around".
Sidney could swear she caught a glimer of intrest in the jock's face, but it disapeared as soon as it had arrived.
"Yeah well, it still isn't interesting", he said.
"Okay, lets try something else", said Sidney with a sigh, "did you know that the story came to Mary Shelly in a nightmare?. She then made it into a ghost story when she was staying with her husband and a friend. She told it and her husband told her to make it into a book".
"Huh", said Duncan, "i don't see anything scary about it".
"It isn't that actual STORY thats scary Duncan", said Sidney, she felt she was talking to a brick wall, "it's that POSSIBILITY of the story actually HAPPENING".
"What, a guy could create a monster?", said Duncan with a a.
"When Shelly wrote the book, many people belived she was speaking about Darwin, and...how he said it wasn't an imposible occurence", she said, "but Shelly was really writing about human nature. But in his day and age...well it's spooky".
Dancan blinked and looked deep in thought. Sidney would have sworn she could hear rusty cogs turning in his head.
"So...it didn't matter all that much back then....but now...it's relvent?", he tried.
"Hallelujah, he can be taught", said Sidney with a grin, "the monster was kind hearted and gentle, yet because of his monstrous apperance, he hides away from society, because he is terrifed of being cast out.......sounds like someone i know".
Duncan blinked.
"Whoah, it's like she could see the whole...mutant....thing", he said, putting a hand through his blonde hair, "like you guys were afraid to show yourselves because of what you thought people would think of you".
Sidney groaned.
"It isn't about Mutants", she said, "but, by some bizzare...very bizare twist, you have made a point".
"I....did?", said Duncan blinking, "you mean i actually....understood it?".
"Kinda", said Sidney with a chuckle, "a little bit more work and you should have it".
"Cooooool", said Duncan.
Sidney grinned and grabbed her bag.
"Get your coat", she said.
"Why, where are we going?", asked Duncan, blinking.
"To the museum", said Sidney.
Meanwhile, over at the Brotherhood house, Todd was watching TV. The guys had gone off doing various things. Pietro said he was going 'Lady shopping', Freddy was probably eating somewhere and Lance had just said he was 'going out', probably to mope about Kitty. With Sidney out tutoring Duncan, it left Todd all alone. Not that he minded, he enjoyed the peace and quiet. Unfortunately, his peace and quiet were shattered by the sound of the door knocking.
"Well THAT lasted long", he said to himself sarcastically, standing up and walking over to the door.
He opened it to see Rogue standing there, looking very miserable and not at all sure of herself.
"Hey Todd", she said, "we need to talk".
Another cliffhanger!!!!! I'm enjoying making you all suffer. Hey, its bloody cold over here in Wales now. If i'm going to let my fingers get all cold and numb from typying on a keyboard. I'm gonna enjoy myself :D. Despite that...please review. Please? Until next time...
By Todd fan
Disclaimer: "See the desk, don't see the desk. See the chair, don't see the chair".
Thanks to all my loyal reviewers, don't know where i'd be without ya! I don't know what Duncan's parents are called, so i made it up!. Ha!
Chapter 15 - Teaching Mr. Mathews.
The next morning found Sidney standing outside the Mathews' huge home. She had narrowly avoid falling into their swiming pool and was now waiting paciently for the door to open. When it eventualy did open, a black-haired woman with green eyes looked out.
"Hey, i'm Sidney Cagney", she said, "i'm here...."
"Hello miss Cagney", said Rita Mathews, peering around the door of their large home, wairly eyeing up the cat-girl before her, "i trust you're here to help my Pumpkin with his book learning".
"Hi Mrs Mathews", said Sidney, trying to stifle a giggle at the 'Pumpkin' comment, "yeah, is Duncan ready?".
"Of course", said Rita with a grin, "come on inside".
She opened the door wide and Sidney steped inside. It was very plush, and large. Heck, there were alot of windows in this place. She was interupted by Mrs Mathews.
"I think he's in his room", she said with a smile, "the seventh door on the right".
"Second?", said Sidney blinking.
"No, seventh", corrected Rita.
"Okay", said Sidney, walking off.
As she walked down the hall, she could see tons of sports memrobilia hanging on the walls. Geez, no wonder Duncan had ended up being a jock. She finaly made it to the seventh door and sighed. She might as well get this humiliation over and done with. She knocked.
"Come in", came the voice on the other side.
Sidney sighed and walked in. Duncan's room was enormous. She could have fitted the room she shared with Wanda three times in the place. The walls were full, once again, of sports memoribilia. Duncan had his back turned to her and was playing on what looked like a very new computer console.
"Hey, i'll just have a Spanish ommelte for Lunch", he said, not turning around, "i'm not that hungry".
"Sorry Dunc', but providing you lunch isn't a part of my tutouring programme", said Sidney, crossing her arms.
Duncan spun around and gave a yelp of surprise.
"Oh...it's..you", he said with a nervous chuckle, "thought you were my mom".
"Oh gee..i'm flattered", said Sidney sarcastically, she flung her bag off her shoulder and dumped it on the floor, "now can we please get this over with so my suffering won't go on for TOO long".
"I like you too", muttered Duncan, pulling a face, "i don't know why i NEED tutouring anyway".
"'Cause you got an 'F' in your last exam?", said Sidney with a smirk, "just a guess".
"Yeah, well it's not fair that Newmark won't let me play on the team if i don't get my grades up", said Duncan, "whats up with that?".
"Gee...you think it's because you need more than football skills to get anywhere in life?", said Sidney, rolling her eyes, "oh....never mind, look who i'm talking to".
"Hey, i'm doing fine in my other subjects", said Duncan, "i'm aceing Geometry. Its just stupid English lit. Heck, why does it matter?. It's not like reading a load of old books is gonna help me in life".
"It's not just READING the books", said Sidney, pulling out a few books from her bag, "it's about why the writers wrote the story. What they were feeling, what they were trying to get across. Its about conecting with the characters, going into the world that the author has created....is any of this sinking in?".
"So what can YOU do?", said Ducan with a grin, "you know...mutant power wise?".
"I think we're starying from the point", said Sidney, trying hard to keep her temper in check.
"Oh come on, please?", said Duncan, "you don't do anything destructive like those eye lazer's that Summers' has do ya?".
"No", said Sidney with a low growl.
"Well.....", said Duncan, tapping his foot, "are you gonna show me or not".
"If i do will you please TRY to learn something?", said Sidney, rubbing her temple with a clawed hand.
Duncan nodded. Sidney gave a sigh and concentrated. Her eyes glowed and she transformed herself into a tiger, much to Duncan's surprise. She then changed herself back.
"Happy now?", she asked, crossing her arms.
"That was wicked!", said Duncan, "i bet you could really beat someone up with that".
"I WILL beat someone up with it if they don't shut up and learn some English Literature", warned Sidney.
"Okay okay", said Duncan putting his hands up defensively.
"Right...as i was saying", said Sidney, "books are finding out what the author wanted to tell his or her readers. What point he or she wanted to get across...".
"You mean that Frankenstein had a point?", said Duncan with a chuckle, leaning back on his chair, "yeah, right".
"Frankenstein, there's a good example!", said Sidney pulling out the book, "there's tons of fansinating stuff about this book".
"Like what?", said Duncan, unbelivelingly, "guy creates a monster and calls it Franky, big whoop".
"Actually, the monster doesn't HAVE name", said Sidney, " Victor Frankenstein was the name of his creator".
"Really?", said Duncan, blinking, "i always thought it was the other way around".
Sidney could swear she caught a glimer of intrest in the jock's face, but it disapeared as soon as it had arrived.
"Yeah well, it still isn't interesting", he said.
"Okay, lets try something else", said Sidney with a sigh, "did you know that the story came to Mary Shelly in a nightmare?. She then made it into a ghost story when she was staying with her husband and a friend. She told it and her husband told her to make it into a book".
"Huh", said Duncan, "i don't see anything scary about it".
"It isn't that actual STORY thats scary Duncan", said Sidney, she felt she was talking to a brick wall, "it's that POSSIBILITY of the story actually HAPPENING".
"What, a guy could create a monster?", said Duncan with a a.
"When Shelly wrote the book, many people belived she was speaking about Darwin, and...how he said it wasn't an imposible occurence", she said, "but Shelly was really writing about human nature. But in his day and age...well it's spooky".
Dancan blinked and looked deep in thought. Sidney would have sworn she could hear rusty cogs turning in his head.
"So...it didn't matter all that much back then....but now...it's relvent?", he tried.
"Hallelujah, he can be taught", said Sidney with a grin, "the monster was kind hearted and gentle, yet because of his monstrous apperance, he hides away from society, because he is terrifed of being cast out.......sounds like someone i know".
Duncan blinked.
"Whoah, it's like she could see the whole...mutant....thing", he said, putting a hand through his blonde hair, "like you guys were afraid to show yourselves because of what you thought people would think of you".
Sidney groaned.
"It isn't about Mutants", she said, "but, by some bizzare...very bizare twist, you have made a point".
"I....did?", said Duncan blinking, "you mean i actually....understood it?".
"Kinda", said Sidney with a chuckle, "a little bit more work and you should have it".
"Cooooool", said Duncan.
Sidney grinned and grabbed her bag.
"Get your coat", she said.
"Why, where are we going?", asked Duncan, blinking.
"To the museum", said Sidney.
Meanwhile, over at the Brotherhood house, Todd was watching TV. The guys had gone off doing various things. Pietro said he was going 'Lady shopping', Freddy was probably eating somewhere and Lance had just said he was 'going out', probably to mope about Kitty. With Sidney out tutoring Duncan, it left Todd all alone. Not that he minded, he enjoyed the peace and quiet. Unfortunately, his peace and quiet were shattered by the sound of the door knocking.
"Well THAT lasted long", he said to himself sarcastically, standing up and walking over to the door.
He opened it to see Rogue standing there, looking very miserable and not at all sure of herself.
"Hey Todd", she said, "we need to talk".
Another cliffhanger!!!!! I'm enjoying making you all suffer. Hey, its bloody cold over here in Wales now. If i'm going to let my fingers get all cold and numb from typying on a keyboard. I'm gonna enjoy myself :D. Despite that...please review. Please? Until next time...