Thicker than Water
By Todd Fan
Disclaimer: "Press the any key ... hmmm where's the any key?".
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Huzah to my reviewers. Oh, by the way, if anyone picks up on the name of Forge's dog, CUDOS to you!...if not, don't worry, it will be revealed eventually. But he is named for a reason.
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Chapter 9 - More than a handfull of trouble.
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Kitty and Rogue quickly snuck out of their room, heading towards the Professor's study. The dragon, which Kitty had decided to keep calling 'Lockheed' squirmed under a jacket Kitty had put on. All they had to do was get it from their room to Xavier's study without being spotted...so much for that plan.
"What the heck is that?".
The girls turned to see Ray quizically pointing at Kitty's moving Jacket. Kitty sighed, allowing Lockheed to stick his head out before pushing it back in.
"That's a dragon...a real dragon", said Ray, "cool".
"Yeah, an' keep quiet about it!", said Rogue, "we need ta get it to the Professor before anyone else sees".
"Oh i have GOT to see this", smirked Ray, following them.
Xavier was reading in his study when he heard a nervous tap on the door. He looked up.
*Come in, Kitty, Rogue, Ray*.
The three came in and shut the door behind them, Kitty cast Xavier a nervous smile....the kind of smile that meant she had done something and she didn't want to have to do any more danger room sessions because of it.
"What have you done this time?", asked Xavier, rubbing his temple with a sigh..it was at times like this he wondered why he hadn't opted to run a pet store instead of a boarding school.
"Okay, just don't be mad, okay?", said Kitty, pulling Lockheed out of her jacket and placing him on the table.
Xavier blinked.
"Oh", he said...it seemed like the best thing to say at the time.
The door slammed open and Logan burst in unsheathing his claws and sniffing the air.
"I thought i smelled soemthing wei.....", he trailed off, looking at Lockheed, ".....oh".
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"Can you fix it?".
Half an hour later found the group in Forge's home..again. Forge looked at his disintergrated machine that the others had to sweep up with a duster and put in a little plastic baggie to transport it.
"No".
"Then what do we do about this?!", said Logan, pointing at Lockheed, who had settled himself on Kitty's shoulder.
"Looks like you've got a new pet now", said Forge with a shrug, "a wiggy one...but still a pet".
As if on cue, a dog that looked like a bizare cross between a Husky, a Deerhound and a Whippet plodded into the room. He had a bandana instead of a collar and looked like he had seen better days. The old dog eyed the newcomers suspsiously before giving a canine equivalent of a groan and plopped down in a bean-bag in the corner.
"Can't you, like, make a new machine?", asked Kitty, wincing as Lockheed shifted position on her shoulder, his claws digging in slightly, "i mean, this is a DRAGON we're talking about".
"No can do", said Forge, "the Matter Intensifier Thingie was one of the inventions my sub-consious made most of. I'm not exactly sure HOW i made it".
"You have to look after it half-pint", said Logan.
Kitty looked at Lockheed, who hovered from her shoulder and fluttered around the dog's head. The dog barely raised an eyebrow at the creature, making a funny snorting noise. Lockheed looked quizically at the old dog, batting him on the head with a claw. The dog cast Forge a forlorn look before giving a bored yawn and closing his eyes.
"Forge, i think your dog's broken", pointed out Ray.
Forge glanced at the dog and chuckled.
"Who Max?, nah, he's just old", said Forge, then addressing the dog, "aren't ya Maximillian?".
Max let his tail thump on the ground a few times in recognision, but that was it.
"Geez man, how OLD is that dog?", Ray comented again, giving Max a poke, the dog not moving an inch.
"He was a puppy before i entered Middleverse", said Forge, "so he's...pretty old".
"How's the dampener coming on?", asked Rogue quickly, as if she had been keeping the question in for way too long already.
"Oh...that", said Forge, looking at the thing on his desk, taken apart, "well, i COULD create something with it. It could remove a mutants powers".
"But?", prompted Logan, sensing some tension in Forge's normally calm voice.
"I don't want to", he said simply, "it's too dangerous. If something like that was turned against us, it would mean some heavy nastyness for all of us".
Rogue's face visably fell.
"So...ya'll not gonna make one?", she asked.
Forge shook his head.
"Sorry, but i don't want to chance it".
"You make a good judgement, Forge", said Xavier, then looked at his team, "come on, lets go home".
The others nodded and one by one started to leave. Forge went back to his work, not noticing that one had stayed behind. He picked up a box and headed off, putting it in a different part of his lab.
"Please make one", came a voice from behind him, full of quiet dispair.
Forge turned to see Rogue standing adamantly in his lab, yet looking hopefull. Forge sighed.
"Sorry Rogue", he said, "i know what it means to you, but i can't chance it".
He turned back around and started to sort out some things on his desk.
"A'h appologise for this in advance, Forge", said Rogue.
"Apologise for what?", said Forge, spinning round....right into Rogue's bare hand.
He gave a groan and slumped to the floor unconcious. Rogue sighed closing her eyes as her mind aclimatised to having an extra physce. She smiled, the mechanics of the device she wanted forming almost instantly in her brain. She glanced down at Forge.
"Thanks man, i owe ya'll one", she said.
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Uh oh. Bad Rogue! Anyone get why i called Max, Max? Huh? Anyway..yes, do review. Until next time....
By Todd Fan
Disclaimer: "Press the any key ... hmmm where's the any key?".
****
Huzah to my reviewers. Oh, by the way, if anyone picks up on the name of Forge's dog, CUDOS to you!...if not, don't worry, it will be revealed eventually. But he is named for a reason.
******
Chapter 9 - More than a handfull of trouble.
****
Kitty and Rogue quickly snuck out of their room, heading towards the Professor's study. The dragon, which Kitty had decided to keep calling 'Lockheed' squirmed under a jacket Kitty had put on. All they had to do was get it from their room to Xavier's study without being spotted...so much for that plan.
"What the heck is that?".
The girls turned to see Ray quizically pointing at Kitty's moving Jacket. Kitty sighed, allowing Lockheed to stick his head out before pushing it back in.
"That's a dragon...a real dragon", said Ray, "cool".
"Yeah, an' keep quiet about it!", said Rogue, "we need ta get it to the Professor before anyone else sees".
"Oh i have GOT to see this", smirked Ray, following them.
Xavier was reading in his study when he heard a nervous tap on the door. He looked up.
*Come in, Kitty, Rogue, Ray*.
The three came in and shut the door behind them, Kitty cast Xavier a nervous smile....the kind of smile that meant she had done something and she didn't want to have to do any more danger room sessions because of it.
"What have you done this time?", asked Xavier, rubbing his temple with a sigh..it was at times like this he wondered why he hadn't opted to run a pet store instead of a boarding school.
"Okay, just don't be mad, okay?", said Kitty, pulling Lockheed out of her jacket and placing him on the table.
Xavier blinked.
"Oh", he said...it seemed like the best thing to say at the time.
The door slammed open and Logan burst in unsheathing his claws and sniffing the air.
"I thought i smelled soemthing wei.....", he trailed off, looking at Lockheed, ".....oh".
*******
"Can you fix it?".
Half an hour later found the group in Forge's home..again. Forge looked at his disintergrated machine that the others had to sweep up with a duster and put in a little plastic baggie to transport it.
"No".
"Then what do we do about this?!", said Logan, pointing at Lockheed, who had settled himself on Kitty's shoulder.
"Looks like you've got a new pet now", said Forge with a shrug, "a wiggy one...but still a pet".
As if on cue, a dog that looked like a bizare cross between a Husky, a Deerhound and a Whippet plodded into the room. He had a bandana instead of a collar and looked like he had seen better days. The old dog eyed the newcomers suspsiously before giving a canine equivalent of a groan and plopped down in a bean-bag in the corner.
"Can't you, like, make a new machine?", asked Kitty, wincing as Lockheed shifted position on her shoulder, his claws digging in slightly, "i mean, this is a DRAGON we're talking about".
"No can do", said Forge, "the Matter Intensifier Thingie was one of the inventions my sub-consious made most of. I'm not exactly sure HOW i made it".
"You have to look after it half-pint", said Logan.
Kitty looked at Lockheed, who hovered from her shoulder and fluttered around the dog's head. The dog barely raised an eyebrow at the creature, making a funny snorting noise. Lockheed looked quizically at the old dog, batting him on the head with a claw. The dog cast Forge a forlorn look before giving a bored yawn and closing his eyes.
"Forge, i think your dog's broken", pointed out Ray.
Forge glanced at the dog and chuckled.
"Who Max?, nah, he's just old", said Forge, then addressing the dog, "aren't ya Maximillian?".
Max let his tail thump on the ground a few times in recognision, but that was it.
"Geez man, how OLD is that dog?", Ray comented again, giving Max a poke, the dog not moving an inch.
"He was a puppy before i entered Middleverse", said Forge, "so he's...pretty old".
"How's the dampener coming on?", asked Rogue quickly, as if she had been keeping the question in for way too long already.
"Oh...that", said Forge, looking at the thing on his desk, taken apart, "well, i COULD create something with it. It could remove a mutants powers".
"But?", prompted Logan, sensing some tension in Forge's normally calm voice.
"I don't want to", he said simply, "it's too dangerous. If something like that was turned against us, it would mean some heavy nastyness for all of us".
Rogue's face visably fell.
"So...ya'll not gonna make one?", she asked.
Forge shook his head.
"Sorry, but i don't want to chance it".
"You make a good judgement, Forge", said Xavier, then looked at his team, "come on, lets go home".
The others nodded and one by one started to leave. Forge went back to his work, not noticing that one had stayed behind. He picked up a box and headed off, putting it in a different part of his lab.
"Please make one", came a voice from behind him, full of quiet dispair.
Forge turned to see Rogue standing adamantly in his lab, yet looking hopefull. Forge sighed.
"Sorry Rogue", he said, "i know what it means to you, but i can't chance it".
He turned back around and started to sort out some things on his desk.
"A'h appologise for this in advance, Forge", said Rogue.
"Apologise for what?", said Forge, spinning round....right into Rogue's bare hand.
He gave a groan and slumped to the floor unconcious. Rogue sighed closing her eyes as her mind aclimatised to having an extra physce. She smiled, the mechanics of the device she wanted forming almost instantly in her brain. She glanced down at Forge.
"Thanks man, i owe ya'll one", she said.
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Uh oh. Bad Rogue! Anyone get why i called Max, Max? Huh? Anyway..yes, do review. Until next time....