Nekokittykat: WAH!!!
Fred: What?
Nekokittykat: I was reading some of my favorite slashes to see if it'd help get past the cursed writer's block and found out that I had sort of kind of copied some scenes. Oh my god, I can't believe I did that, like the scene with Evan and Scott is like on of SRI Queen's stories and that's the only thing that really jumped out of me but if I did I beg for forgivness, I do it without noticing because the parts are just so damn good!
Fred: I'm sure everyone does it now and then.
Nekokittykat: Yeah, I'm SOOOOO sorry (bangs head on wall)
Fred: Aw, come on, you don't have the brain cells to lose.
Nekokittykat: I'm going to go watch Dude, Where's My Car? now and Crazy/Beautiful with a tub of ice cream.
Fred: Um… ok…. SCOTT! What do I do?
Scott: I'm not helping you after you stole my job.
Fred: Yeah, but… nevermind I'll eat all the ice cream before she can get it!
Scott: *-_- I need caffine.
~
"Todd, 'the shit has hit the fan' is not a decent poem to memorize for language arts," Lance sighed and rested his head back against the armrest of the couch. "Cami, you are not going to do anything to the school sprinkler system, Pietro put the coffee down, Fred, leave enough for the rest of us, and I've no clue what you're doing Ray but stop it."
With that Todd went to go find a new poem, Cami put the blue dye away, Pietro put the coffee mug down, Fred took one last bite, and Ray looked up from one of the catalogues he was looking through that came to the door though no one wanted it.
"What did I do?"
"I don't know," Lance grumbled, "but in this house it's always something."
"He's just paranoid," Cami assured Ray trying to put the dye back where it belonged but after standing on her tiptoes nearly falling over. "One of the reasons all of the food dye is kept out of my reach! The sheep deserve to be taught a lesson!"
"The sheep?" Ray took the dye and put it up for her.
"Yep, or some other sort of livestock, haven't you ever noticed everyone at school tends to form groups and all just walk around together following each other like they're in a herd."
"Um… I guess so."
"And that's the useless information for the day," rolling his head to the side Lance saw just what time it was. Aw, damn it, I don't want to go to school. "Hey, get your butts moving, I'm leaving in five minutes with or without you! And no, Pietro, that does not mean you can stay home!"
"Darn it, I don't want-a go!" The speedster pouted looking a lot like a three-year-old who'd just been told to eat his green beans and added a small foot stomp just to make it dramatic.
"Oh, too hard for you?" Todd teased finishing off the houseflies over the garbage can reading his new poem to memorize by second period.
"Ooo, sounds like a challenge."
"That's cause it is," Todd replied hopping off the counter and squinting at the book (very, very old book and unused) in his hands.
"Damn you!"
"I'm quicker than you think," Todd shoved the book into his ragged backpack and straightened the straps grinning broadly right before Pietro tripped him.
"It's not good to lie, Toad, it's fun, but not good."
Meanwhile in a laboratory somewhere…
"What's going on?" A voice snapped, strong and commanding.
"She's reliving the last five minutes of her life," another voice replied. Was that the grief she felt? Was that why everything seemed clouded? She'd been somewhere wonderful, there was no pain or suffering, just the feeling she used to get when visiting her Grandmother and making cookies with her. Now it was cold and feeling coursed through her veins yet again.
"We can't lose her because of memories, give her the sedative." And in moments a cool numb feeling flowed over the woman.
"I still don't like playing God," the second voice mumbled.
"Well, I think God would appreciate it!" That was the last from the commanding voice before boots hitting metal marked his exit.
In the Cafeteria…
"You five are going to be on your own this weekend." The table fell silent at Lance's statement. After today there were three days off and Lance planned a trip for himself to get away from the insanity for a while.
"You're leaving us?" Cami asked in a confused tone through a mouthful of mystery meat.
"I'm not leaving you, I'm just going on vacation for the weekend. Freddy is in charge until I get back, and please, don't kill each other." Before anyone could ask where he was going to he stood up and left, dumping his tray on the way out the door.
"Lance, wait." Scott jogged to catch up with the other senior and frowned in disappointment when he got no reply. "Look, I'm sorry about the hot dog place."
"If that's true, why'd you do it?" Lance turned to face the other, lips set in a stern frown.
"Isn't it what you would have done? If I knew you weren't just playing around with me, that you really did feel the same way about me that I do you I would've grabbed you by the collar, pulled you over that counter, and kissed you if you'd wanted me to. They look up to me, though," Scott paused and shrugged, "for some odd reason and I didn't want to hurt them for nothing."
"Fine, ok, I can understand that. I'll talk to you when I get back."
"Where are you going?" Scott asked walking beside the slightly taller mutant.
"To be alone." Was the only answer as the metal key was slipped into the lock of the forest green jeep's door.
"I'll go with you!" Overly chipper from being forgiven Scott glanced around then got in the passenger's side of the jeep.
Lance just blinked at him a couple times not sure what to say to the shaded mutant sitting in his car. "I'm going to be gone the entire weekend."
"I could use a vacation."
"I'm going to sleep in the jeep."
"Cozy."
"There isn't anything I can say to get you to not come is there?"
Scott shook his head. "I must get away from Jean for a while, she is driving me insane! Plus we can get where ever faster because we can take turns sleeping. Where are we going anyway?"
Lance rolled his eyes seeing it was clear that Scott wasn't giving up. "Caffeine again?"
"Yep."
"Great."
Back in the cafeteria….
"That's it? No good bye? No see ya later?" Cami stood up and pointed at where Lance had exited. "I disown you, I am no longer related to you."
Ray looked up at her and blinked, "I don't think it works like that."
"Plus she's talking to someone who's already left," Todd pointed out, "sometimes we just have to leave her alone to do her own thing and get it out of her system."
"Wait, Freddy is in charge!" She moved so she was sitting next to him and smiled sweetly.
"Ah hell no," Fred muttered.
"Please."
"No, Lance wouldn't appreciate us getting a puppy while he's gone. How would we pay for it?"
"We'd get a little dog so it could eat our scraps."
Todd spoke before anyone else could, "When do we ever have leftovers?"
"That's not the point."
"Cami," Fred tried reasoning with her, "you couldn't take care of that house fly you 'saved' from Toad that one time."
"Flies live only for a few days and I kept it alive a week!"
"What about the goldfish?"
"Goldfish always die, especially the ones you win at the carnival."
"The parakeet?"
"It's not my fault you sat on it! Poor Mr. Chippers."
"Mr. Chippers?" Ray was starting to wonder just how sane these people were. "And you sat on it."
"The bird was near sited," Fred answered smacking Pietro and Todd before they could make any jokes. "That's why we got it so cheap."
"Wait, I don't want a puppy anymore, you'd just sit on it, you cold blooded murderer!" She made a show of looking extremely upset and turned to Ray and 'cried' into his shoulder.
"Uh… there, there." Ray looked around for help. It was at that point Cami sniffed and put her arms around him. "It's… ok." I think.
"Well, I'm leaving before I hurl." Pietro stood up and grabbed his tray walking off with his eye twitching unusually.
"Fine, we'll go to the animal shelter," Fred gave in to help their new team member out of his current situation, "but I'm not promising anything!"
"YAY!" Cami popped up and hugged Fred with a big smile. "Thank you. I'm going to tell Speedy." She got up and followed Pietro pouncing him once they were through the second set of doors.
"If that thing about pets and owners being alike is true," Fred muttered as he continued lunch, "God help us all."
The scenery became a blur as the hit the freeway, Scott having fun with the radio and Lance trying to listen to the music and not Scott's singing. He sounded like a cat being strangled, except worst. At least the cat would eventually shut up and die.
"So where are we going?" The shaded mutant sipped some of his coffee they'd gotten at a pit stop before hitting the freeway. Everything so far was in order, Xavier thought that Scott was going to DC to see the memorial wall (not sure of its name) and Scott got to be free for a while.
"New Hampshire," Lance replied hoping that the other would simply leave it at that, of course he didn't.
"What's in New Hampshire?"
"It's where my Mom took me to live after we left," he answered simply, "I'm going to go visit her."
"Oh," Scott made a note to stop asking as it really seemed to be a touchy subject. "Um, wow, if I'd known I wouldn't have come along. Sorry."
"Don't be, I have to admit it's nice not being alone." That seemed to be life, his mother was right. Being alone sucked and his life was a giant shit hole. He didn't want to grow up and be a mutant terrorist, that's the life he was being driven towards. "Do you believe people can change their destinies?"
"Of course, why?"
"I don't want to do this anymore," the earth manipulator responded simply.
It took a few moments to the other mutant in the passenger's seat to process this. "Do what?"
"There is no black and white, Shades, don't you see? We're stuck in gray and hell, I'm not even sure what I'm fighting for. I have control over my powers though, there's nothing that really pins me as a mutant, so why the hell am I in a group that doesn't want normal lives if that's in fact all I do want?"
"I think we're in the same boat, just different captains. Xavier is always talking about 'normal' and 'fitting in with humanity' and all this other stuff yet trains us to be… I don't know, soldiers I guess."
"Pretty fucked up world we live in. I'd leave you know, after I graduate I want to go to college, you know, get a degree and all that." He rubbed the back of his neck. "There's the issue of money and all that stuff though, not like Mystique is going to come back, and if she did she wouldn't pay for me to go to college. I can't just leave them either, they're my family."
Scott nodded in understanding leaning into the worn seat. "I can understand that one. That's why I'm not in Hawaii with my brother."
"I think I'd feel better is Cami was in Hawaii, if I could contact her and all. She'd be safer, we'd be safer."
"Violence runs in the fam…" Scott shut his mouth when Lance glared at him. "Shutting up now."
"No, it's ok. Let's just drop it ok?"
"Alright." Then another topic of conversation came to Scott's mind. "Speaking of New Hampshire, the Professor found a mutant on Cerebro, told me about her just before we left Bayville. Apparently she's in her late 30s," he shrugged like it was no big deal, "she can create force fields apparently."
Immediately Lance pulled over, so sharply Scott almost got whiplash from it. "What was her name?"
~
((A/N: Dun dun DUH! Finally updated, yay! I watched Ghost in a Shell, good movie if you can read quickly (subtitles) and… yeah, explanation for the whole revival thing. Go check out "When it Ends" if you're wondering what happened after "Crimson Windows to the Soul". I'm not going to update that one till I get at least a review. Next chapter is angsty too, and has Kitty even though I hate her… What's with that? Anyway Go read it, k? Thanks.))
Fred: What?
Nekokittykat: I was reading some of my favorite slashes to see if it'd help get past the cursed writer's block and found out that I had sort of kind of copied some scenes. Oh my god, I can't believe I did that, like the scene with Evan and Scott is like on of SRI Queen's stories and that's the only thing that really jumped out of me but if I did I beg for forgivness, I do it without noticing because the parts are just so damn good!
Fred: I'm sure everyone does it now and then.
Nekokittykat: Yeah, I'm SOOOOO sorry (bangs head on wall)
Fred: Aw, come on, you don't have the brain cells to lose.
Nekokittykat: I'm going to go watch Dude, Where's My Car? now and Crazy/Beautiful with a tub of ice cream.
Fred: Um… ok…. SCOTT! What do I do?
Scott: I'm not helping you after you stole my job.
Fred: Yeah, but… nevermind I'll eat all the ice cream before she can get it!
Scott: *-_- I need caffine.
~
"Todd, 'the shit has hit the fan' is not a decent poem to memorize for language arts," Lance sighed and rested his head back against the armrest of the couch. "Cami, you are not going to do anything to the school sprinkler system, Pietro put the coffee down, Fred, leave enough for the rest of us, and I've no clue what you're doing Ray but stop it."
With that Todd went to go find a new poem, Cami put the blue dye away, Pietro put the coffee mug down, Fred took one last bite, and Ray looked up from one of the catalogues he was looking through that came to the door though no one wanted it.
"What did I do?"
"I don't know," Lance grumbled, "but in this house it's always something."
"He's just paranoid," Cami assured Ray trying to put the dye back where it belonged but after standing on her tiptoes nearly falling over. "One of the reasons all of the food dye is kept out of my reach! The sheep deserve to be taught a lesson!"
"The sheep?" Ray took the dye and put it up for her.
"Yep, or some other sort of livestock, haven't you ever noticed everyone at school tends to form groups and all just walk around together following each other like they're in a herd."
"Um… I guess so."
"And that's the useless information for the day," rolling his head to the side Lance saw just what time it was. Aw, damn it, I don't want to go to school. "Hey, get your butts moving, I'm leaving in five minutes with or without you! And no, Pietro, that does not mean you can stay home!"
"Darn it, I don't want-a go!" The speedster pouted looking a lot like a three-year-old who'd just been told to eat his green beans and added a small foot stomp just to make it dramatic.
"Oh, too hard for you?" Todd teased finishing off the houseflies over the garbage can reading his new poem to memorize by second period.
"Ooo, sounds like a challenge."
"That's cause it is," Todd replied hopping off the counter and squinting at the book (very, very old book and unused) in his hands.
"Damn you!"
"I'm quicker than you think," Todd shoved the book into his ragged backpack and straightened the straps grinning broadly right before Pietro tripped him.
"It's not good to lie, Toad, it's fun, but not good."
Meanwhile in a laboratory somewhere…
"What's going on?" A voice snapped, strong and commanding.
"She's reliving the last five minutes of her life," another voice replied. Was that the grief she felt? Was that why everything seemed clouded? She'd been somewhere wonderful, there was no pain or suffering, just the feeling she used to get when visiting her Grandmother and making cookies with her. Now it was cold and feeling coursed through her veins yet again.
"We can't lose her because of memories, give her the sedative." And in moments a cool numb feeling flowed over the woman.
"I still don't like playing God," the second voice mumbled.
"Well, I think God would appreciate it!" That was the last from the commanding voice before boots hitting metal marked his exit.
In the Cafeteria…
"You five are going to be on your own this weekend." The table fell silent at Lance's statement. After today there were three days off and Lance planned a trip for himself to get away from the insanity for a while.
"You're leaving us?" Cami asked in a confused tone through a mouthful of mystery meat.
"I'm not leaving you, I'm just going on vacation for the weekend. Freddy is in charge until I get back, and please, don't kill each other." Before anyone could ask where he was going to he stood up and left, dumping his tray on the way out the door.
"Lance, wait." Scott jogged to catch up with the other senior and frowned in disappointment when he got no reply. "Look, I'm sorry about the hot dog place."
"If that's true, why'd you do it?" Lance turned to face the other, lips set in a stern frown.
"Isn't it what you would have done? If I knew you weren't just playing around with me, that you really did feel the same way about me that I do you I would've grabbed you by the collar, pulled you over that counter, and kissed you if you'd wanted me to. They look up to me, though," Scott paused and shrugged, "for some odd reason and I didn't want to hurt them for nothing."
"Fine, ok, I can understand that. I'll talk to you when I get back."
"Where are you going?" Scott asked walking beside the slightly taller mutant.
"To be alone." Was the only answer as the metal key was slipped into the lock of the forest green jeep's door.
"I'll go with you!" Overly chipper from being forgiven Scott glanced around then got in the passenger's side of the jeep.
Lance just blinked at him a couple times not sure what to say to the shaded mutant sitting in his car. "I'm going to be gone the entire weekend."
"I could use a vacation."
"I'm going to sleep in the jeep."
"Cozy."
"There isn't anything I can say to get you to not come is there?"
Scott shook his head. "I must get away from Jean for a while, she is driving me insane! Plus we can get where ever faster because we can take turns sleeping. Where are we going anyway?"
Lance rolled his eyes seeing it was clear that Scott wasn't giving up. "Caffeine again?"
"Yep."
"Great."
Back in the cafeteria….
"That's it? No good bye? No see ya later?" Cami stood up and pointed at where Lance had exited. "I disown you, I am no longer related to you."
Ray looked up at her and blinked, "I don't think it works like that."
"Plus she's talking to someone who's already left," Todd pointed out, "sometimes we just have to leave her alone to do her own thing and get it out of her system."
"Wait, Freddy is in charge!" She moved so she was sitting next to him and smiled sweetly.
"Ah hell no," Fred muttered.
"Please."
"No, Lance wouldn't appreciate us getting a puppy while he's gone. How would we pay for it?"
"We'd get a little dog so it could eat our scraps."
Todd spoke before anyone else could, "When do we ever have leftovers?"
"That's not the point."
"Cami," Fred tried reasoning with her, "you couldn't take care of that house fly you 'saved' from Toad that one time."
"Flies live only for a few days and I kept it alive a week!"
"What about the goldfish?"
"Goldfish always die, especially the ones you win at the carnival."
"The parakeet?"
"It's not my fault you sat on it! Poor Mr. Chippers."
"Mr. Chippers?" Ray was starting to wonder just how sane these people were. "And you sat on it."
"The bird was near sited," Fred answered smacking Pietro and Todd before they could make any jokes. "That's why we got it so cheap."
"Wait, I don't want a puppy anymore, you'd just sit on it, you cold blooded murderer!" She made a show of looking extremely upset and turned to Ray and 'cried' into his shoulder.
"Uh… there, there." Ray looked around for help. It was at that point Cami sniffed and put her arms around him. "It's… ok." I think.
"Well, I'm leaving before I hurl." Pietro stood up and grabbed his tray walking off with his eye twitching unusually.
"Fine, we'll go to the animal shelter," Fred gave in to help their new team member out of his current situation, "but I'm not promising anything!"
"YAY!" Cami popped up and hugged Fred with a big smile. "Thank you. I'm going to tell Speedy." She got up and followed Pietro pouncing him once they were through the second set of doors.
"If that thing about pets and owners being alike is true," Fred muttered as he continued lunch, "God help us all."
The scenery became a blur as the hit the freeway, Scott having fun with the radio and Lance trying to listen to the music and not Scott's singing. He sounded like a cat being strangled, except worst. At least the cat would eventually shut up and die.
"So where are we going?" The shaded mutant sipped some of his coffee they'd gotten at a pit stop before hitting the freeway. Everything so far was in order, Xavier thought that Scott was going to DC to see the memorial wall (not sure of its name) and Scott got to be free for a while.
"New Hampshire," Lance replied hoping that the other would simply leave it at that, of course he didn't.
"What's in New Hampshire?"
"It's where my Mom took me to live after we left," he answered simply, "I'm going to go visit her."
"Oh," Scott made a note to stop asking as it really seemed to be a touchy subject. "Um, wow, if I'd known I wouldn't have come along. Sorry."
"Don't be, I have to admit it's nice not being alone." That seemed to be life, his mother was right. Being alone sucked and his life was a giant shit hole. He didn't want to grow up and be a mutant terrorist, that's the life he was being driven towards. "Do you believe people can change their destinies?"
"Of course, why?"
"I don't want to do this anymore," the earth manipulator responded simply.
It took a few moments to the other mutant in the passenger's seat to process this. "Do what?"
"There is no black and white, Shades, don't you see? We're stuck in gray and hell, I'm not even sure what I'm fighting for. I have control over my powers though, there's nothing that really pins me as a mutant, so why the hell am I in a group that doesn't want normal lives if that's in fact all I do want?"
"I think we're in the same boat, just different captains. Xavier is always talking about 'normal' and 'fitting in with humanity' and all this other stuff yet trains us to be… I don't know, soldiers I guess."
"Pretty fucked up world we live in. I'd leave you know, after I graduate I want to go to college, you know, get a degree and all that." He rubbed the back of his neck. "There's the issue of money and all that stuff though, not like Mystique is going to come back, and if she did she wouldn't pay for me to go to college. I can't just leave them either, they're my family."
Scott nodded in understanding leaning into the worn seat. "I can understand that one. That's why I'm not in Hawaii with my brother."
"I think I'd feel better is Cami was in Hawaii, if I could contact her and all. She'd be safer, we'd be safer."
"Violence runs in the fam…" Scott shut his mouth when Lance glared at him. "Shutting up now."
"No, it's ok. Let's just drop it ok?"
"Alright." Then another topic of conversation came to Scott's mind. "Speaking of New Hampshire, the Professor found a mutant on Cerebro, told me about her just before we left Bayville. Apparently she's in her late 30s," he shrugged like it was no big deal, "she can create force fields apparently."
Immediately Lance pulled over, so sharply Scott almost got whiplash from it. "What was her name?"
~
((A/N: Dun dun DUH! Finally updated, yay! I watched Ghost in a Shell, good movie if you can read quickly (subtitles) and… yeah, explanation for the whole revival thing. Go check out "When it Ends" if you're wondering what happened after "Crimson Windows to the Soul". I'm not going to update that one till I get at least a review. Next chapter is angsty too, and has Kitty even though I hate her… What's with that? Anyway Go read it, k? Thanks.))