(A/N: This is shorter than the other ones, but it has a huge cliffie. Yes, I will torture you with a cliffhanger! Mwahahaha. Also, before now, I haven't had any special formatting for my words. It was just too tiring to go back and put markings by my words because I had already written a whole lot. Plus, I don't know how to get the formatting on ff.net anyway. Well, from now on, I'll try and do that so telepathic conversations and what not will be clearer. Oh, and in the previous chapter, at the end, I never told where Kitty went. Let's just say that, for the purposes of this story, she went to her room also.Thank you for reading this incredibly boring Author's note and wasting your time to hear me babble. On to the story. Huzzah! I say huzzah a lot, so you better get used to it.)
something = telepathic conversations
~something~ =private thoughts
*something*=emphasized words
Soon after I arrived in the rec room, it became obvious that it was not the best place to be if you wanted peace and quiet. Which, I remind you, I did not. Kurt must have teleported himself and Evan in from the kitchen after they got a snack and the two were playing each other in video games.~Fast little Fuzzball, isn't he.~ I smirked, remembering something from the previous day, and plopped down onto the couch behind the boys.
"Kuuuuuuuuurt," I drawled, streching out the vowel and going up and down an octave. He didn't even turn around as he answered,
"Vaaaaaaaaaaaat?" in a monotone, only raising his voice at the end.
I frowned at his lack of enthusiasum, but cheered up again at the thought of what I was going to tell him.
"Did you start on your ceiling cleaning yesterday?"
Kurt's tail stopped flicking around and his character on the television was getting the crap beat out of him.
"Um, is zis a trick question?"
"Nope."
"Vell, in zat case. . .no."
"Kurt's gonna be in trouuuble, Kurt's gonna be in trouuu—"
"Not if you don't tell zee Professor !"
"Who says I'm not going to?"
He dropped his controller and whipped around, a devilish glint in his golden eyes that were twin only to mine.
"Um, Kurt?"
He grinned and jumped toward me. I yelped and vaulted over the back of the couch, getting a running start out of the room. Kurt appeared in front of me in a puff of smoke(A/N:What else is he gonna appear in? A pink tutu?) and tried to grab my arm as I blew past him. Though he was unsuccessful, I still couldn't resist knocking him over with a water jet as I raced for the front door. He called after me.
"Zis isn't over Cryees! Zee game of Mutant Tag has just begun!"
I didn't know what 'Mutant Tag' was, but I could guess. And with Kurt's power, it was gonna take a lot to win. A *heck* of a lot.(a/n:Yeah, I know, Mutant Tag is kinda lame, but oh well. Just read the story and be destroyed by the cliff-hanger! Mwahahaha!)
~*~
I rushed outside onto the front lawn, frantically trying to look for Kurt plus a place to hide at the same time. Ororo was watering the gardens by the side of the house and saw my state of distress.
"Crys? What's the matter?"
"Um, nothing, nothing at all," I muttered, not really paying attention to her. She frowned, shook her head, and went back to work. I spotted the garage, thought about it for a millisecond, then bolted off to hide behind Scott's convertible. Diving to the ground, I tried to mask my heavy breathing and lay low. I got bored after about five minutes, so I cautiously stood up. And got barreled over by the clump of fuzz I had been trying to avoid.
"Still going to tell zee Professor?" Kurt asked with a grin.
I struggled. He had pinned my wrists to the floor with his hands and was sitting on my shins, his face inches from mine. Then I got an idea.
"You know Kurt, I don't have to tell Chuck in *person*. He is a *telepath*, right?" I smirked.
"But you vouldn't do zat, right Cryees?" he asked nervously.
"Oh, I dunno. All I have to do is concentrate. Send my thoughts. It's not that hard, you know. Just as long as I'm not distracted, Chuck will know instantly. What do you say to that?" I looked into his eyes. Kurt looked different somehow. "Kurt?"
"How distracted vould you have to be?"
I gulped, knowing the possibilities of his teleportation skills.
"Um, uh, I, um, what makes you think I'm gonna tell you?"
"A huge water puddle in zee middle of zee hallway zat you forgot to clean up in your haste to get avay."
"No problem, I can clean that up right away. Matter of fact, I think I'll do that right after my talk with------" I was cut off. Because Kurt. Had just. Kissed me.
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something = telepathic conversations
~something~ =private thoughts
*something*=emphasized words
Soon after I arrived in the rec room, it became obvious that it was not the best place to be if you wanted peace and quiet. Which, I remind you, I did not. Kurt must have teleported himself and Evan in from the kitchen after they got a snack and the two were playing each other in video games.~Fast little Fuzzball, isn't he.~ I smirked, remembering something from the previous day, and plopped down onto the couch behind the boys.
"Kuuuuuuuuurt," I drawled, streching out the vowel and going up and down an octave. He didn't even turn around as he answered,
"Vaaaaaaaaaaaat?" in a monotone, only raising his voice at the end.
I frowned at his lack of enthusiasum, but cheered up again at the thought of what I was going to tell him.
"Did you start on your ceiling cleaning yesterday?"
Kurt's tail stopped flicking around and his character on the television was getting the crap beat out of him.
"Um, is zis a trick question?"
"Nope."
"Vell, in zat case. . .no."
"Kurt's gonna be in trouuuble, Kurt's gonna be in trouuu—"
"Not if you don't tell zee Professor !"
"Who says I'm not going to?"
He dropped his controller and whipped around, a devilish glint in his golden eyes that were twin only to mine.
"Um, Kurt?"
He grinned and jumped toward me. I yelped and vaulted over the back of the couch, getting a running start out of the room. Kurt appeared in front of me in a puff of smoke(A/N:What else is he gonna appear in? A pink tutu?) and tried to grab my arm as I blew past him. Though he was unsuccessful, I still couldn't resist knocking him over with a water jet as I raced for the front door. He called after me.
"Zis isn't over Cryees! Zee game of Mutant Tag has just begun!"
I didn't know what 'Mutant Tag' was, but I could guess. And with Kurt's power, it was gonna take a lot to win. A *heck* of a lot.(a/n:Yeah, I know, Mutant Tag is kinda lame, but oh well. Just read the story and be destroyed by the cliff-hanger! Mwahahaha!)
~*~
I rushed outside onto the front lawn, frantically trying to look for Kurt plus a place to hide at the same time. Ororo was watering the gardens by the side of the house and saw my state of distress.
"Crys? What's the matter?"
"Um, nothing, nothing at all," I muttered, not really paying attention to her. She frowned, shook her head, and went back to work. I spotted the garage, thought about it for a millisecond, then bolted off to hide behind Scott's convertible. Diving to the ground, I tried to mask my heavy breathing and lay low. I got bored after about five minutes, so I cautiously stood up. And got barreled over by the clump of fuzz I had been trying to avoid.
"Still going to tell zee Professor?" Kurt asked with a grin.
I struggled. He had pinned my wrists to the floor with his hands and was sitting on my shins, his face inches from mine. Then I got an idea.
"You know Kurt, I don't have to tell Chuck in *person*. He is a *telepath*, right?" I smirked.
"But you vouldn't do zat, right Cryees?" he asked nervously.
"Oh, I dunno. All I have to do is concentrate. Send my thoughts. It's not that hard, you know. Just as long as I'm not distracted, Chuck will know instantly. What do you say to that?" I looked into his eyes. Kurt looked different somehow. "Kurt?"
"How distracted vould you have to be?"
I gulped, knowing the possibilities of his teleportation skills.
"Um, uh, I, um, what makes you think I'm gonna tell you?"
"A huge water puddle in zee middle of zee hallway zat you forgot to clean up in your haste to get avay."
"No problem, I can clean that up right away. Matter of fact, I think I'll do that right after my talk with------" I was cut off. Because Kurt. Had just. Kissed me.
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