Kitty pouted at the table while everyone else ate their breakfast. She
looked over to Logan who smiled from behind his fork. She grunted shortly
as something passed along her leg. The feeling of instant pain took hold of
her right leg and she looked under the table. Logan's leg moved back to his
side of the table. Ororo looked at the two. Kitty shook a fist at Logan as
he grinned in silence.
"Got'cha..." he mouthed across the table.
"Kitty? Logan? Something you want to share?" Hearing her name, Kitty turned her gaze to Ororo. Logan raised a brow as he looked to his right.
"eh...no." He said looking back to his plate. Ororo slightly smiled under a conniving stare. She then folded her arms on the table after pushing her plate aside.
"Who's going to feed Kurt?" she finally asked disrupting the silence. Forked hands fell to their plate and eyes were redirected toward her. Looking to each other, the X-Men and Women finally made a decision.
"Kitty!" They all yelled.
Kitty looked around at all the smiling faces. Taking notice of the sly smirk along Logan's lips, she kicked him under the table. Logan sputtered and quickly removed the glass of Orange juice from his mouth trying not to spill any more than what was already spat out from it.
"Hey!" he choked out, only to be shrouded by laughter. Jean folded her hands under her chin as she watched Logan take the napkin and dab at the orange juice on his mouth and shirt. She gasped, sitting erect. She rubbed a soft spot on her arm, looking over to Scott who held a frown. Ororo rose to a stance, claiming her plate and glass.
"It's settled then. Kitty, It's your turn."
"But I.. Logan... How come I have to do it?"
"Unanimous decision." Ororo answered, running the tap water. The others started to scoot back their chairs, claiming their dishes in hand also. Kitty sighed, looking over the remains of her plate. She scooted back her chair, and reached for her plate as she stood. She walked around Peter as she neared the sink. When her hands were free, Ororo handed her a warm plate and a glass of Orange Juice.
"Here." She smiled, looking down on Kitty. Kitty looked to the floor, hiding her glare.
"Thanks." she muttered, turning away and starting toward the entrance to the kitchen. She cringed as she exited, hearing an uproar of laughter. She glanced back to the closing door that enveloped a bunch of snickers. Once out of hearing range, Kitty gave a sigh of relief. Soon she began to grumble. Grumbling angrily to herself, Kitty entered a long hall that would lead to an elevator.
"Nightcrawler, do zhe dishes! Nightcrawler, clean zhe plane! Nightcrawler, you missed a spot! Nightcrawler!" He grunted, scrubbing the outer body of the plane. With his tail, he scrubbed along the windows.
"Doesn't zhe others get something to do?" he asked, looking up to the ceiling. Kitty poked half her body in through the door; Her other half just outside the door. She watched quietly as Nightcrawler disappeared from one spot of the plane and reappeared on another, scrubbing as hard as he could. She took a few steps forward to fully step inside.
"Kurt!" she yelled. "Kurt!" Twisting her mouth into a frown, Kitty advanced forward toward the plane. As she neared, she noticed Kurt listening to a walk-man. Over the music, Kurt rambled on about the hard work he was doing and what was to follow. She smirked as she advanced closer. Nightcrawler polished the front window, nodding his head to the beat of a song. Mumbling a bit of the words as well. He turned away for a second to wet the sponge. When he turned around there was kitty in front of him. Kurt gasped and fell back.
"kitty!" Because his hands were drenched in suds, his lost his grip and slipped from the top of the plane.
"uh?...Agh!" Kitty giggled as she watched Kurt slide and fall over the side of the plane. Night crawler disappeared to reappear safely on the ground in a crouched position. Kitty stepped down from the plane. The orange juice and breakfast still in tact.
"Here." she said holding out the two items.
"Ah! Food!" he grinned as he reached for the plate. He stopped short of its reach. As he pulled off the headphones, he asked:
"Vait a minute. Kitty, vhat did you do to it?" he said looking over the eggs, sausage, and pancakes. Kitty blinked, looking over the contents also. She arched a brow.
"Huh? I didn't do anything to it! Ororo sent this."
"Ah. okay!" he said taking the plate and glass. He tossed the brush and sponge aside and sat down on the floor. Sitting Indian style, he began to eat. For a while he didn't notice that Kitty was staring at him as he ate. Slowing down his eating pace and swallowing what was caught in his throat, he looked up at her. "V..Vhat? Something wrong?"
"No." she blinked. She sat down in front of him, pulled her knees to her chest and rested her chin on her folded arms. Slowly Kurt removed the fork from his mouth as he looked at her.
"Vhat is it??" Kitty smiled, gesturing for him to eat.
"continue." Kurt felt a bit uncomfortable, but eventually continued to eat. Kitty watched as he sipped the orange juice. Maybe he isn't all that bad, she thought. He is kind of funny.
Whispers filled the closed room behind them.
"shh! shh!" Logan warned, peeping through a thin crevice of the door.
"I wanna see too!" Amara whispered, poking Logan in his side. Logan winced, looking at the slightly burned fingerprints on his stomach. Amara giggled childishly, then frowned as Peter stepped in the way. Jean advanced to them from behind with cyclops trailing behind her. She found a spot next to Logan and looked through the crevice. Cyclops joined her for the view.
"Done?" Kitty asked lifting her head as Kurt finished his drink.
"Mmm..." he murmured licking his lips of the tangy flavor.
"Thanks a lot, Kitty." he said, starting to get up as he reached for the brush and sponge. Their hands touched as Kitty reached for the scrubbing brush. nightcrawler pulled his hand away.
"ah, sorry, kitty." He said looking over to her, fearing that she might react in a harsh way.
"It's nothing." she replied, holding the brush out to him. An awkward blink formed from Kurt as he slowly accepted the brush, but Kitty didn't release the object right away. In some strange way she found herself drawn to this blue creature. She neared Kurt, who stammered as he took a step back.
"k...Kitty?" She caught his hand and smiled, fondling him behind the ear. He couldn't help but to purr behind his fangs.
"Heh. Kit-Kitty." Kurt watched as Kitty leaned in on him, her lips an inch from his. His eyes widened. Was this really happening to him? Logan and the others all gasped in silence as they watch the Kitten pounce on her prey.
"Got'cha..." he mouthed across the table.
"Kitty? Logan? Something you want to share?" Hearing her name, Kitty turned her gaze to Ororo. Logan raised a brow as he looked to his right.
"eh...no." He said looking back to his plate. Ororo slightly smiled under a conniving stare. She then folded her arms on the table after pushing her plate aside.
"Who's going to feed Kurt?" she finally asked disrupting the silence. Forked hands fell to their plate and eyes were redirected toward her. Looking to each other, the X-Men and Women finally made a decision.
"Kitty!" They all yelled.
Kitty looked around at all the smiling faces. Taking notice of the sly smirk along Logan's lips, she kicked him under the table. Logan sputtered and quickly removed the glass of Orange juice from his mouth trying not to spill any more than what was already spat out from it.
"Hey!" he choked out, only to be shrouded by laughter. Jean folded her hands under her chin as she watched Logan take the napkin and dab at the orange juice on his mouth and shirt. She gasped, sitting erect. She rubbed a soft spot on her arm, looking over to Scott who held a frown. Ororo rose to a stance, claiming her plate and glass.
"It's settled then. Kitty, It's your turn."
"But I.. Logan... How come I have to do it?"
"Unanimous decision." Ororo answered, running the tap water. The others started to scoot back their chairs, claiming their dishes in hand also. Kitty sighed, looking over the remains of her plate. She scooted back her chair, and reached for her plate as she stood. She walked around Peter as she neared the sink. When her hands were free, Ororo handed her a warm plate and a glass of Orange Juice.
"Here." She smiled, looking down on Kitty. Kitty looked to the floor, hiding her glare.
"Thanks." she muttered, turning away and starting toward the entrance to the kitchen. She cringed as she exited, hearing an uproar of laughter. She glanced back to the closing door that enveloped a bunch of snickers. Once out of hearing range, Kitty gave a sigh of relief. Soon she began to grumble. Grumbling angrily to herself, Kitty entered a long hall that would lead to an elevator.
"Nightcrawler, do zhe dishes! Nightcrawler, clean zhe plane! Nightcrawler, you missed a spot! Nightcrawler!" He grunted, scrubbing the outer body of the plane. With his tail, he scrubbed along the windows.
"Doesn't zhe others get something to do?" he asked, looking up to the ceiling. Kitty poked half her body in through the door; Her other half just outside the door. She watched quietly as Nightcrawler disappeared from one spot of the plane and reappeared on another, scrubbing as hard as he could. She took a few steps forward to fully step inside.
"Kurt!" she yelled. "Kurt!" Twisting her mouth into a frown, Kitty advanced forward toward the plane. As she neared, she noticed Kurt listening to a walk-man. Over the music, Kurt rambled on about the hard work he was doing and what was to follow. She smirked as she advanced closer. Nightcrawler polished the front window, nodding his head to the beat of a song. Mumbling a bit of the words as well. He turned away for a second to wet the sponge. When he turned around there was kitty in front of him. Kurt gasped and fell back.
"kitty!" Because his hands were drenched in suds, his lost his grip and slipped from the top of the plane.
"uh?...Agh!" Kitty giggled as she watched Kurt slide and fall over the side of the plane. Night crawler disappeared to reappear safely on the ground in a crouched position. Kitty stepped down from the plane. The orange juice and breakfast still in tact.
"Here." she said holding out the two items.
"Ah! Food!" he grinned as he reached for the plate. He stopped short of its reach. As he pulled off the headphones, he asked:
"Vait a minute. Kitty, vhat did you do to it?" he said looking over the eggs, sausage, and pancakes. Kitty blinked, looking over the contents also. She arched a brow.
"Huh? I didn't do anything to it! Ororo sent this."
"Ah. okay!" he said taking the plate and glass. He tossed the brush and sponge aside and sat down on the floor. Sitting Indian style, he began to eat. For a while he didn't notice that Kitty was staring at him as he ate. Slowing down his eating pace and swallowing what was caught in his throat, he looked up at her. "V..Vhat? Something wrong?"
"No." she blinked. She sat down in front of him, pulled her knees to her chest and rested her chin on her folded arms. Slowly Kurt removed the fork from his mouth as he looked at her.
"Vhat is it??" Kitty smiled, gesturing for him to eat.
"continue." Kurt felt a bit uncomfortable, but eventually continued to eat. Kitty watched as he sipped the orange juice. Maybe he isn't all that bad, she thought. He is kind of funny.
Whispers filled the closed room behind them.
"shh! shh!" Logan warned, peeping through a thin crevice of the door.
"I wanna see too!" Amara whispered, poking Logan in his side. Logan winced, looking at the slightly burned fingerprints on his stomach. Amara giggled childishly, then frowned as Peter stepped in the way. Jean advanced to them from behind with cyclops trailing behind her. She found a spot next to Logan and looked through the crevice. Cyclops joined her for the view.
"Done?" Kitty asked lifting her head as Kurt finished his drink.
"Mmm..." he murmured licking his lips of the tangy flavor.
"Thanks a lot, Kitty." he said, starting to get up as he reached for the brush and sponge. Their hands touched as Kitty reached for the scrubbing brush. nightcrawler pulled his hand away.
"ah, sorry, kitty." He said looking over to her, fearing that she might react in a harsh way.
"It's nothing." she replied, holding the brush out to him. An awkward blink formed from Kurt as he slowly accepted the brush, but Kitty didn't release the object right away. In some strange way she found herself drawn to this blue creature. She neared Kurt, who stammered as he took a step back.
"k...Kitty?" She caught his hand and smiled, fondling him behind the ear. He couldn't help but to purr behind his fangs.
"Heh. Kit-Kitty." Kurt watched as Kitty leaned in on him, her lips an inch from his. His eyes widened. Was this really happening to him? Logan and the others all gasped in silence as they watch the Kitten pounce on her prey.