Lone Star
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Author: **Sigh** Alrighty
A/N: Ok I'd like to send a shout out my two faithful reviewers:
UNC: Thanks whew that was a pesky angry mob **Come out of closet....NO! Not that way.**
SpasticSkitzo: Your character will not appear for probably 2 more chapters but it will be well worth the wait I promise!
Chapter nine, One curly fry in a box full of regulars
"Can you hand me that vial?" Beast asked not taking his eyes off the microscope. He could hardly believe how easy this was going with someone to help him. The experiment he'd been working on for some time now was going perfectly well, no explosions of any kind.
He had mentioned his experiment to March after it had exploded for a second time, and she had been more than willing to help him. She'd even gone through his process and found a few things that may be wrong with it. They'd been trying by trial by error all day, and so far so good.
"Yes el doctor" March chirped in a fake German accent, she rifled through some beakers and vials until she found her prize, carefully she picked it up and walked towards him. "Here you go." She said and handed it to him.
"Thank you."
He held up the vial and mechanically dropped two drops into the 'concoction' as March had called it. BOOM. The 'concoction' exploded and took the front half of the room with it.
March and Hank were thrown to the back wall by the force of the explosion alone. March grabbed a shelf and sung herself onto it. Hank however hit the wall full force, unfortunately causing the self March had found her perch on to fall. Books and other assortments rained down onto them.
As soon as they had gotten themselves together they got up brushing off plaster that had fallen from the roof.
"Are you alright?" Hank asked in between coughs.
March rubbed the back of her neck and continued to brush herself off. "As well as one can be. It's going to take forever to get this plaster out of my fur." She complained. "Are you ok?" She asked.
Hank nodded. She was worried about plaster in her fur, but come to think about it, that was a pest, getting dirty when you had hair covering your body.
March ran a hand through her orange hair and coughed once or twice. "So, tell me again why you want to reverse your mutation process?" She asked surveying the rubble that was now his lab.
Hank sighed, that was indeed what he was working on. "Because I want to live a normal life, I want to go back to teaching."
March stopped dead in her tracks and rounded on him. "And I haven't lead a normal life!"
"I didn't mean it like that." Beast yelped realizing that he'd forgotten she'd been a beast mutant longer than he had. "It's just that I-I could hurt someone. I've almost done it a few times already, I almost killed Evan back when I first transformed. I'm just too dangerous." He babbled trying to explain it as best he could.
With out warning March leapt forward and slammed her fist through the wall just above his head. "And I'm not?" She snarled. "There are plenty of others out there like us, and I grantee you they've all found a way to cope with it. I've been living with Laney and Uncle A. since I was eleven because I look like this!" She gestured to her fur covered body, when she continued she was almost shouting. "I've been perfectly happy about it. Even though I had to be home schooled, while Laney went to public high school and I didn't understand why, even though I never got to experience a normal teenage life. I got through with it; I've accepted my life. You should count your blessings!" She spun on her heel and stomped out her white lab coat billowing out from behind her.
Hank paused for a moment soaking up what she had just told or rather yelled at him, before racing out to talk to her. "March wait!" He yelled and she stopped she turned around and to his own puzzlement she was smiling.
"I'm sorry I yelled at you." She said apologetically. "I didn't mean it."
"I hope you did." Hank said looking at the sad smile on her face. "I understand it's just that I lived a normal life for so long, and I loved teaching the kid's. I thought I had it all figured out, and then the moment I thought it was all right, the moment I took it for granted it was gone." He sighed. "I just wish I could go back to that."
"We all do Hank. But you've got to take the cards life deals you. There are more like you and me out there and more of them have come out since the mutants were reviled, you just have to know were to look." She tapped her nose knowingly and walked off. "And soon you will, Hank. Soon you will."
A/N: Shamefully short! Sorry! R&R!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything you recognize.
Author: Are you sure?
Disclaimer: Yes.
Author: **Sigh** Alrighty
A/N: Ok I'd like to send a shout out my two faithful reviewers:
UNC: Thanks whew that was a pesky angry mob **Come out of closet....NO! Not that way.**
SpasticSkitzo: Your character will not appear for probably 2 more chapters but it will be well worth the wait I promise!
Chapter nine, One curly fry in a box full of regulars
"Can you hand me that vial?" Beast asked not taking his eyes off the microscope. He could hardly believe how easy this was going with someone to help him. The experiment he'd been working on for some time now was going perfectly well, no explosions of any kind.
He had mentioned his experiment to March after it had exploded for a second time, and she had been more than willing to help him. She'd even gone through his process and found a few things that may be wrong with it. They'd been trying by trial by error all day, and so far so good.
"Yes el doctor" March chirped in a fake German accent, she rifled through some beakers and vials until she found her prize, carefully she picked it up and walked towards him. "Here you go." She said and handed it to him.
"Thank you."
He held up the vial and mechanically dropped two drops into the 'concoction' as March had called it. BOOM. The 'concoction' exploded and took the front half of the room with it.
March and Hank were thrown to the back wall by the force of the explosion alone. March grabbed a shelf and sung herself onto it. Hank however hit the wall full force, unfortunately causing the self March had found her perch on to fall. Books and other assortments rained down onto them.
As soon as they had gotten themselves together they got up brushing off plaster that had fallen from the roof.
"Are you alright?" Hank asked in between coughs.
March rubbed the back of her neck and continued to brush herself off. "As well as one can be. It's going to take forever to get this plaster out of my fur." She complained. "Are you ok?" She asked.
Hank nodded. She was worried about plaster in her fur, but come to think about it, that was a pest, getting dirty when you had hair covering your body.
March ran a hand through her orange hair and coughed once or twice. "So, tell me again why you want to reverse your mutation process?" She asked surveying the rubble that was now his lab.
Hank sighed, that was indeed what he was working on. "Because I want to live a normal life, I want to go back to teaching."
March stopped dead in her tracks and rounded on him. "And I haven't lead a normal life!"
"I didn't mean it like that." Beast yelped realizing that he'd forgotten she'd been a beast mutant longer than he had. "It's just that I-I could hurt someone. I've almost done it a few times already, I almost killed Evan back when I first transformed. I'm just too dangerous." He babbled trying to explain it as best he could.
With out warning March leapt forward and slammed her fist through the wall just above his head. "And I'm not?" She snarled. "There are plenty of others out there like us, and I grantee you they've all found a way to cope with it. I've been living with Laney and Uncle A. since I was eleven because I look like this!" She gestured to her fur covered body, when she continued she was almost shouting. "I've been perfectly happy about it. Even though I had to be home schooled, while Laney went to public high school and I didn't understand why, even though I never got to experience a normal teenage life. I got through with it; I've accepted my life. You should count your blessings!" She spun on her heel and stomped out her white lab coat billowing out from behind her.
Hank paused for a moment soaking up what she had just told or rather yelled at him, before racing out to talk to her. "March wait!" He yelled and she stopped she turned around and to his own puzzlement she was smiling.
"I'm sorry I yelled at you." She said apologetically. "I didn't mean it."
"I hope you did." Hank said looking at the sad smile on her face. "I understand it's just that I lived a normal life for so long, and I loved teaching the kid's. I thought I had it all figured out, and then the moment I thought it was all right, the moment I took it for granted it was gone." He sighed. "I just wish I could go back to that."
"We all do Hank. But you've got to take the cards life deals you. There are more like you and me out there and more of them have come out since the mutants were reviled, you just have to know were to look." She tapped her nose knowingly and walked off. "And soon you will, Hank. Soon you will."
A/N: Shamefully short! Sorry! R&R!
