Disclaimer: I do not own X-Men: Evolution or any other Marvel or WB
property.
Notes: Okay, so here's the new chapter. It's 4:36 am here in Orlando. I love being in my office this early in the morning. Hope everyone else has a good day (6/24/03).
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Kitty raced down the hallway, phasing through door and other peoples room in an effort to make it to Jean and Scott's room as quickly as possible. Once there, she almost ran into the room before realizing that Kurt and herself might not be the only people who woke up in the nude. She paused for a moment, and knocked on the door. Sure enough, when Jean opened, she had a blanket pulled close to her.
"Kitty?" Jean said, yawning.
"Hey Jean! Can you take a walk with me?" Kitty asked.
"Um. . .yeah. Is something wrong?"
"No! Nothings wrong!"
Kitty heard Scott yell from inside the bedroom.
"So where'd the misfit sleep last night, Kitty?" Kitty thought his voice had a hint of teasing.
Jean turned to Kitty, somewhat more awake now. Jean loved gossip, and she had a feeling that she was about to get some.
"Yeah, just where did he sleep last night?"
"With me." Kitty whispered, her grin returning.
"Lord save us." Jean said, exasperated. But she closed the door, and Kitty presumed it was to get dressed.
A moment later, Jean came out in a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. Kitty was practically jumping up and down.
"Calm yourself, Kitty. You're acting like a teenager!"
"I feel like one, Jean." Kitty said, falling in step next to Jean. "I feel so happy, Jean!"
"What happened?"
"Well, we laid on my bed for awhile, just talking. We eventually got to what happened a long time ago, and I started to cry. We kind of talked through it, and then I kissed him!"
"Uh-huh." "Well, I think you can probably guess what happened next." Kitty said, and then looked at Jean. "And don't you go reading my mind, Red! I don't want you seeing anything you don't want to see!"
"Kitty. . .please." Jean was happy for her friend. It seemed as if the entire mansion was in a good mood lately. She couldn't help but smile for Kitty and Kurt.
"Well, anyway, he's thinking about staying here."
"What do you mean?"
"He's thinking he may not go back to England."
Jean paused on their walk for a moment.
"Is he sure?" Jean asked.
"Well, not yet. He said he has to think about it. But Jean, after last night I can't imagine that he'd leave." Kitty said. "Why? What's wrong?"
"Oh, nothing. I just thought that he was happy. Wait a minute! Doesn't he have a girlfriend? Some kind of royalty?"
"No! Jean, come on. I wouldn't have slept with him last night if he did." Kitty said, somewhat offended.
"No! I didn't think that you would. So what happened? They broke up?"
"Yeah. He said that his heart wasn't in the relationship. Get this! He said that his heart had always, and always would belong to me." Kitty said, jumping up and down, giggling.
Jean smiled. "He always did have a silver tongue, didn't he?"
"Whatever color it is, it worked. Jean, I'm so happy!"
"I'm happy for you, Kitty. I hope he decides to stay."
"He will. I'm sure."
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Kurt was sitting in the rec room, watching television. He hadn't watched American television in years, and found that he really did miss it. He was the picture of happiness, sitting on the couch, eating potato chips, and watching cartoons. Logan passed by the door, and paused, looking at Kurt. When he saw what Kurt was watching, he shook his head and walked into the room.
"So. . .Kurt." Logan said.
Kurt turned to face him. When Kurt saw it was Logan, in full workout gear, his heart sunk.
"Jah? Good morning, Herr Logan."
"Fancy a go in the danger room?" Logan asked.
"Um. . ." Kurt said, pointing to the television. "I haff some catching up to do."
"That's right you do, Elf." Logan said, grabbing his shirt and pulling him off of the couch.
Kurt found himself in the center of the danger room no less than fifteen minutes later. After a quick change into his costume, Logan had pulled him into the center of the room.
"So I've seen you on the news, Kurt. Nice moves. You learned the sword well."
"Jah, vell, I had a good teacher."
"Flattery will get you nowhere, Elf." Logan said, and launched himself at Kurt.
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Jean walked back to her room. She had left a very ecstatic (and somewhat childish, in Jean's mind) Kitty back in the kitchen. Kitty had offered to cook her something for breakfast, but age had done nothing for Kitty's cooking abilities, and she opted out. Upon opening her bedroom door, she found Scott still asleep in bed. She shook her head, much in the same way that Logan had upon seeing Kurt, and walked over to him.
"Scott?"
Scott continued to sleep.
"Scott!" she yelled, a little louder.
And still, Scott continued to sleep.
"Scott!!!" she yelled, and jumped onto the empty space next to him.
Scott literally leaped out of bed, stumbled, and fell onto the floor. He quickly put his head up, and looked around. Jean thought he resembled a bird, whipping his head this way and that way, and began to laugh. Upon hearing her laugh, he settled down, and jumped back onto the bed.
"Think you're funny, do you Ms. Gray?"
"No. I know I'm funny, Mr. Summers."
"I hope you like that name." He said. "You'll be sharing it in a couple of days."
"Yeah, well, I'm still a single woman for now, Scott. You better behave, or I may have to visit Kurt in the middle of the night, vulnerable as I am." She teased.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah." He said. "So. Where did Kurt sleep last night?"
"I'm not sure that's any of your business."
"Why not? He'll just tell me later."
"Well, he slept with Kitty." She said.
"Guess they made up." He said, smiling.
"Guess they did."
"Well, good for them. I'm glad he's back here, if only of a little while."
"Actually, he may be here for quite some time. He's thinking of staying."
"Wow. I never imagined that Kitty was that good."
Jean made as if to hit him. He ducked out of the way, laughing. He laid back down, stretched his body, and yawned.
"I like the mood in the mansion nowadays." He said.
"Isn't it great?"
"You're great." He said, reaching up to kiss her.
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Kurt fell to the ground next to Logan. Logan looked up at him and smiled.
"Yup. Guess that training did pay off." He said.
"Jah. Listen, Logan, as much as I enjoy vorking out for hours, I zink I may take a break." "Yeah, well, when you're not too busy watching TV, the jet could use a good waxing."
"I zink not. Vhy not tell zat guy Bobby to do it?"
"Oh, because he's not as big a trouble maker as you were."
Kurt and Logan laughed.
"Well, kid, you've become quite the swordsman. That team in England is lucky to have you."
Kurt thought for a moment, and then turned back to Logan.
"Um, Logan? I vas vondering. . .is zhere room for one more in ze X-Men?"
Logan had picked himself up, and grabbed a towel that he had dropped on the floor earlier. He was drying the sweat off of his face when Kurt asked him the question. He turned to Kurt with a curious look on his face.
"And why do you ask?"
"Vell, I vas vondering. . .zinking. . .maybe I'll come home."
Logan grinned, turning away from Kurt and burying his face in the towel.
"Certain little kitty cat make you rethink living across the pond, Elf?"
Kurt was glad that Logan wasn't looking at him. He turned several shades of purple blushing from his last statement.
"Vell, maybe. I vas just wondering if zhere vould be room for me."
"You'd have to talk to Chuck about it. I couldn't really say. But I don't see why not."
Kurt grinned. "Zank you, Herr Logan.
And with that, Kurt teleported out of the danger room and into the hallway outside of Professor Xavier's office. Kurt looked around the hallway, finding the door that he was looking before. He reached out to Xavier with his mind before knocking.
"Professor?" he thought.
"Yes, Kurt, please come in." Kurt heard Xavier's voice in his head.
Kurt rapped politely on the door before opening it. He walked in and smiled, once again remembering his youth. It seemed that every room, hallway, and corner of the mansion held some type of memory for him. Professor Xavier's office held memories of joy, and punishment. It was here that he enjoyed long talks with the Professor. It was also here that the Professor would tell him to wax the Blackbird.
"Hello, Kurt. You wanted to see me?"
"Jah, Professor. I vas vondering. . .um. . .if it vouldn't be too much trouble, zat is. . ." Kurt began.
"Yes, Kurt?"
"Vell, I'm not very happy in England anymore, and I vas vondering if. . ."
"You're not happy in England? I'm sorry to hear that, Kurt. Would you like to come back to Bayville. You could rejoin the X-Men. We'd be happy to have you."
"Jah! Zat vould be incredible!" Kurt said.
"Well, it would incredible to have you back, Kurt." Said Professor Xavier.
"Zank you! Zank you!" Kurt said, reaching across the table to shake Xavier's hand like a mad man.
Kurt made to exit the room, and then paused. He turned around, looking at Xavier as if he was confused. Kurt looked around the room, then at the floor, running his hand over his hair. Then he looked back up at Xavier.
"Did you. . .?" Kurt asked, trailing off.
"Well, I am a telepath, Kurt."
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News of Kurt's decision to move back to Bayville, back to the Institute, traveled like wildfire. The young students were especially excited. They had seen Kurt on the news and read about him in the newspapers. It seemed that the days of people being frightened by Kurt's appearance were long past. Students stopped to greet him in the halls. Some even asked for an autograph. Kurt was in the kitchen when two girls appeared, and began to flirt with the befuddled mutant.
"Your tail is cool." Girl #1 said, while Girl #2 giggled.
"Jah. I'm razzer attached to it." Kurt said, a little amused by the attention.
"What kind of accent is that?" Girl #2 asked, while Girl #1 giggled.
"Um, German."
"Why don't you girls leave Mr. Wagner alone?" came a teasing voice behind Kurt.
Kurt turned his head around to see Hank McCoy come into the kitchen.
"We're not bothering him, are we Mr. Wagner?" giggled one girl.
"Why don't you flirt with me then? I have blue fur and pointy ears." Hank teased.
The two girls were suddenly mortified.
"We. . .um. . .weren't flirting! Um, we-have-to-go-bye!" said Girl #2 while Girl #1 began to giggle again, and was pulled from the kitchen by her friend.
After the two girls had left, Kurt turned to Hank and smiled.
"Vell, zat vas. . .different."
"Ah, Kurt. We all know that you've become quite the, shall we say, ladies man in England." Hank said.
"Jah, vell. Vhat can I say. Chicks dig ze fuzzy dude."
"More now than ever, eh?"
Kurt shrugged and gave Hank a lopsided grin.
"Well, Kurt, I've heard that you plan on staying with us. I just wanted to express my happiness that you have decided to stay." Hank said, offering Kurt his hand. Kurt pushed it aside and hugged him instead.
"Have you told Katherine as of yet?" Hank asked.
"Nein. I vanted to surprise her."
"Well, I suggest doing so soon. It seems that the news has spread like wildfire. So you may want to find her now."
"Jah, you're right. Zank you Dr. McCoy."
"Just Hank, Kurt. You're not my student any longer. You are my peer."
Kurt nodded and turned to walk through the door.
"And Kurt, remember, you are still here for Scott and Jean's wedding."
"Huh?"
"As best man, you have a lot of work to do. I expect a fun bachelor party for Scott." Hank said, raising his eye lids.
"Oh, don't vorry." Kurt said, an evil, mischievous grin spreading across his face. "I plan on a fun party."
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Kurt teleported to the door of Kitty's room. He hesitated for a moment, and then decided to knock.
"Come in." he heard her call.
He opened the door, and she rolled over on her bed.
"Kurt!"
He teleported next to her, and kissed her.
"Hallo, Katzchen. I haff somezing to tell you."
"What's up?"
"Vell, I zink zat I vill be staying here after ze wedding." Kurt said.
Kitty sat up suddenly. Her eyes widened, and she held her breath for a moment.
"You mean, you'll be moving back here?"
"Jah." He said.
Kitty squealed with delight, throwing her arms around Kurt. Kurt closed his eyes and grinned. His best friend was getting married, his "sister" seemed a lot happier lately, and the woman he loved was happy to see him move back.
"You can move in here!" Kitty said, pulling away from him.
"Jah. I'll just haff to fix some zings first." Kurt said, looking around the room. He looked back at Kitty and winked.
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Okay, so I'll be skipping ahead a few days in the timeline. Just so I don't have chapter after chapter of "He smiled. She smiled. They all smiled." Starting to get really, really, really fluffy. I'll have to fix that somewhat. Anyhow, thanks for reading. See ya later.
Notes: Okay, so here's the new chapter. It's 4:36 am here in Orlando. I love being in my office this early in the morning. Hope everyone else has a good day (6/24/03).
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Kitty raced down the hallway, phasing through door and other peoples room in an effort to make it to Jean and Scott's room as quickly as possible. Once there, she almost ran into the room before realizing that Kurt and herself might not be the only people who woke up in the nude. She paused for a moment, and knocked on the door. Sure enough, when Jean opened, she had a blanket pulled close to her.
"Kitty?" Jean said, yawning.
"Hey Jean! Can you take a walk with me?" Kitty asked.
"Um. . .yeah. Is something wrong?"
"No! Nothings wrong!"
Kitty heard Scott yell from inside the bedroom.
"So where'd the misfit sleep last night, Kitty?" Kitty thought his voice had a hint of teasing.
Jean turned to Kitty, somewhat more awake now. Jean loved gossip, and she had a feeling that she was about to get some.
"Yeah, just where did he sleep last night?"
"With me." Kitty whispered, her grin returning.
"Lord save us." Jean said, exasperated. But she closed the door, and Kitty presumed it was to get dressed.
A moment later, Jean came out in a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. Kitty was practically jumping up and down.
"Calm yourself, Kitty. You're acting like a teenager!"
"I feel like one, Jean." Kitty said, falling in step next to Jean. "I feel so happy, Jean!"
"What happened?"
"Well, we laid on my bed for awhile, just talking. We eventually got to what happened a long time ago, and I started to cry. We kind of talked through it, and then I kissed him!"
"Uh-huh." "Well, I think you can probably guess what happened next." Kitty said, and then looked at Jean. "And don't you go reading my mind, Red! I don't want you seeing anything you don't want to see!"
"Kitty. . .please." Jean was happy for her friend. It seemed as if the entire mansion was in a good mood lately. She couldn't help but smile for Kitty and Kurt.
"Well, anyway, he's thinking about staying here."
"What do you mean?"
"He's thinking he may not go back to England."
Jean paused on their walk for a moment.
"Is he sure?" Jean asked.
"Well, not yet. He said he has to think about it. But Jean, after last night I can't imagine that he'd leave." Kitty said. "Why? What's wrong?"
"Oh, nothing. I just thought that he was happy. Wait a minute! Doesn't he have a girlfriend? Some kind of royalty?"
"No! Jean, come on. I wouldn't have slept with him last night if he did." Kitty said, somewhat offended.
"No! I didn't think that you would. So what happened? They broke up?"
"Yeah. He said that his heart wasn't in the relationship. Get this! He said that his heart had always, and always would belong to me." Kitty said, jumping up and down, giggling.
Jean smiled. "He always did have a silver tongue, didn't he?"
"Whatever color it is, it worked. Jean, I'm so happy!"
"I'm happy for you, Kitty. I hope he decides to stay."
"He will. I'm sure."
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Kurt was sitting in the rec room, watching television. He hadn't watched American television in years, and found that he really did miss it. He was the picture of happiness, sitting on the couch, eating potato chips, and watching cartoons. Logan passed by the door, and paused, looking at Kurt. When he saw what Kurt was watching, he shook his head and walked into the room.
"So. . .Kurt." Logan said.
Kurt turned to face him. When Kurt saw it was Logan, in full workout gear, his heart sunk.
"Jah? Good morning, Herr Logan."
"Fancy a go in the danger room?" Logan asked.
"Um. . ." Kurt said, pointing to the television. "I haff some catching up to do."
"That's right you do, Elf." Logan said, grabbing his shirt and pulling him off of the couch.
Kurt found himself in the center of the danger room no less than fifteen minutes later. After a quick change into his costume, Logan had pulled him into the center of the room.
"So I've seen you on the news, Kurt. Nice moves. You learned the sword well."
"Jah, vell, I had a good teacher."
"Flattery will get you nowhere, Elf." Logan said, and launched himself at Kurt.
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Jean walked back to her room. She had left a very ecstatic (and somewhat childish, in Jean's mind) Kitty back in the kitchen. Kitty had offered to cook her something for breakfast, but age had done nothing for Kitty's cooking abilities, and she opted out. Upon opening her bedroom door, she found Scott still asleep in bed. She shook her head, much in the same way that Logan had upon seeing Kurt, and walked over to him.
"Scott?"
Scott continued to sleep.
"Scott!" she yelled, a little louder.
And still, Scott continued to sleep.
"Scott!!!" she yelled, and jumped onto the empty space next to him.
Scott literally leaped out of bed, stumbled, and fell onto the floor. He quickly put his head up, and looked around. Jean thought he resembled a bird, whipping his head this way and that way, and began to laugh. Upon hearing her laugh, he settled down, and jumped back onto the bed.
"Think you're funny, do you Ms. Gray?"
"No. I know I'm funny, Mr. Summers."
"I hope you like that name." He said. "You'll be sharing it in a couple of days."
"Yeah, well, I'm still a single woman for now, Scott. You better behave, or I may have to visit Kurt in the middle of the night, vulnerable as I am." She teased.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah." He said. "So. Where did Kurt sleep last night?"
"I'm not sure that's any of your business."
"Why not? He'll just tell me later."
"Well, he slept with Kitty." She said.
"Guess they made up." He said, smiling.
"Guess they did."
"Well, good for them. I'm glad he's back here, if only of a little while."
"Actually, he may be here for quite some time. He's thinking of staying."
"Wow. I never imagined that Kitty was that good."
Jean made as if to hit him. He ducked out of the way, laughing. He laid back down, stretched his body, and yawned.
"I like the mood in the mansion nowadays." He said.
"Isn't it great?"
"You're great." He said, reaching up to kiss her.
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Kurt fell to the ground next to Logan. Logan looked up at him and smiled.
"Yup. Guess that training did pay off." He said.
"Jah. Listen, Logan, as much as I enjoy vorking out for hours, I zink I may take a break." "Yeah, well, when you're not too busy watching TV, the jet could use a good waxing."
"I zink not. Vhy not tell zat guy Bobby to do it?"
"Oh, because he's not as big a trouble maker as you were."
Kurt and Logan laughed.
"Well, kid, you've become quite the swordsman. That team in England is lucky to have you."
Kurt thought for a moment, and then turned back to Logan.
"Um, Logan? I vas vondering. . .is zhere room for one more in ze X-Men?"
Logan had picked himself up, and grabbed a towel that he had dropped on the floor earlier. He was drying the sweat off of his face when Kurt asked him the question. He turned to Kurt with a curious look on his face.
"And why do you ask?"
"Vell, I vas vondering. . .zinking. . .maybe I'll come home."
Logan grinned, turning away from Kurt and burying his face in the towel.
"Certain little kitty cat make you rethink living across the pond, Elf?"
Kurt was glad that Logan wasn't looking at him. He turned several shades of purple blushing from his last statement.
"Vell, maybe. I vas just wondering if zhere vould be room for me."
"You'd have to talk to Chuck about it. I couldn't really say. But I don't see why not."
Kurt grinned. "Zank you, Herr Logan.
And with that, Kurt teleported out of the danger room and into the hallway outside of Professor Xavier's office. Kurt looked around the hallway, finding the door that he was looking before. He reached out to Xavier with his mind before knocking.
"Professor?" he thought.
"Yes, Kurt, please come in." Kurt heard Xavier's voice in his head.
Kurt rapped politely on the door before opening it. He walked in and smiled, once again remembering his youth. It seemed that every room, hallway, and corner of the mansion held some type of memory for him. Professor Xavier's office held memories of joy, and punishment. It was here that he enjoyed long talks with the Professor. It was also here that the Professor would tell him to wax the Blackbird.
"Hello, Kurt. You wanted to see me?"
"Jah, Professor. I vas vondering. . .um. . .if it vouldn't be too much trouble, zat is. . ." Kurt began.
"Yes, Kurt?"
"Vell, I'm not very happy in England anymore, and I vas vondering if. . ."
"You're not happy in England? I'm sorry to hear that, Kurt. Would you like to come back to Bayville. You could rejoin the X-Men. We'd be happy to have you."
"Jah! Zat vould be incredible!" Kurt said.
"Well, it would incredible to have you back, Kurt." Said Professor Xavier.
"Zank you! Zank you!" Kurt said, reaching across the table to shake Xavier's hand like a mad man.
Kurt made to exit the room, and then paused. He turned around, looking at Xavier as if he was confused. Kurt looked around the room, then at the floor, running his hand over his hair. Then he looked back up at Xavier.
"Did you. . .?" Kurt asked, trailing off.
"Well, I am a telepath, Kurt."
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News of Kurt's decision to move back to Bayville, back to the Institute, traveled like wildfire. The young students were especially excited. They had seen Kurt on the news and read about him in the newspapers. It seemed that the days of people being frightened by Kurt's appearance were long past. Students stopped to greet him in the halls. Some even asked for an autograph. Kurt was in the kitchen when two girls appeared, and began to flirt with the befuddled mutant.
"Your tail is cool." Girl #1 said, while Girl #2 giggled.
"Jah. I'm razzer attached to it." Kurt said, a little amused by the attention.
"What kind of accent is that?" Girl #2 asked, while Girl #1 giggled.
"Um, German."
"Why don't you girls leave Mr. Wagner alone?" came a teasing voice behind Kurt.
Kurt turned his head around to see Hank McCoy come into the kitchen.
"We're not bothering him, are we Mr. Wagner?" giggled one girl.
"Why don't you flirt with me then? I have blue fur and pointy ears." Hank teased.
The two girls were suddenly mortified.
"We. . .um. . .weren't flirting! Um, we-have-to-go-bye!" said Girl #2 while Girl #1 began to giggle again, and was pulled from the kitchen by her friend.
After the two girls had left, Kurt turned to Hank and smiled.
"Vell, zat vas. . .different."
"Ah, Kurt. We all know that you've become quite the, shall we say, ladies man in England." Hank said.
"Jah, vell. Vhat can I say. Chicks dig ze fuzzy dude."
"More now than ever, eh?"
Kurt shrugged and gave Hank a lopsided grin.
"Well, Kurt, I've heard that you plan on staying with us. I just wanted to express my happiness that you have decided to stay." Hank said, offering Kurt his hand. Kurt pushed it aside and hugged him instead.
"Have you told Katherine as of yet?" Hank asked.
"Nein. I vanted to surprise her."
"Well, I suggest doing so soon. It seems that the news has spread like wildfire. So you may want to find her now."
"Jah, you're right. Zank you Dr. McCoy."
"Just Hank, Kurt. You're not my student any longer. You are my peer."
Kurt nodded and turned to walk through the door.
"And Kurt, remember, you are still here for Scott and Jean's wedding."
"Huh?"
"As best man, you have a lot of work to do. I expect a fun bachelor party for Scott." Hank said, raising his eye lids.
"Oh, don't vorry." Kurt said, an evil, mischievous grin spreading across his face. "I plan on a fun party."
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Kurt teleported to the door of Kitty's room. He hesitated for a moment, and then decided to knock.
"Come in." he heard her call.
He opened the door, and she rolled over on her bed.
"Kurt!"
He teleported next to her, and kissed her.
"Hallo, Katzchen. I haff somezing to tell you."
"What's up?"
"Vell, I zink zat I vill be staying here after ze wedding." Kurt said.
Kitty sat up suddenly. Her eyes widened, and she held her breath for a moment.
"You mean, you'll be moving back here?"
"Jah." He said.
Kitty squealed with delight, throwing her arms around Kurt. Kurt closed his eyes and grinned. His best friend was getting married, his "sister" seemed a lot happier lately, and the woman he loved was happy to see him move back.
"You can move in here!" Kitty said, pulling away from him.
"Jah. I'll just haff to fix some zings first." Kurt said, looking around the room. He looked back at Kitty and winked.
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Okay, so I'll be skipping ahead a few days in the timeline. Just so I don't have chapter after chapter of "He smiled. She smiled. They all smiled." Starting to get really, really, really fluffy. I'll have to fix that somewhat. Anyhow, thanks for reading. See ya later.
