Teacher Training
By Todd Fan
Disclaimer: "You vindictive sack of silicone!"
*****
Okay no one actually go the answer dead on for Amber but those who hovered around friends (and actually pointed out she character minus the name) were: Raze, DragonBlond and Duskdweller. She is based on Janice from Friends. Oh my gawwd!
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Thanks to good 'ol Shel for the name of Hank's lady friend, see, told ya i'd use her. Thanks also goes to my little brother, who helped me come up with some objects for the characters to pick up, he is quite usefull for random things like that.
***
Chapter 7 - The Box
****
"Rise and shine, it's a WONDERFULL morning!".
Jason lifted his head from his pillow, one eye open, and said the only thing one could say when woken up so suddenly, and so early.
"Nugh?".
Suddenly, light flooded the room, causing Jason to make a hissing noise and attempt to bury himself back into the sanctuary of his covers, only to have a blue finger poke him in the head.
"Come on, we have another class today, lets eat a hearty breakfast!", said Hank, cheery.
Jason focused his one open eye on the clock, it was only five thirty.
"G'way", he muttered, throwing a pillow on his head, "too early".
"Fine, stay in bed, be hungry at class, i'll just wake someone else up", said Hank, walking out.
There was the sound of the door across the hall opening, Hank singing happily, a anyoyed roar and finally the pleasing sound of SNIKT. The door opened again and closed very quickly, and the sound of someone running quickly down the hallway could be heard. Jason sighed greatfully, going back to sleep.
****
A few hours later, everyone had regretted ignoring Hank's morning advice, they had to RUN into their class, all half asleep and hungry. They entered the lecture room to find Hank talking to...a woman?, and not just any woman, a tall beautifull woman..and she seemed to enjoy his company.
"You see that too, right?", asked Warren.
"Lemmie put it this way", said Logan, "be glad ya don't have inhanced senses".
"I hear that", said Sabertooth, "good lord, the pheremones".
Suddenly, the woman got up, giving Hank a wave before walking off. Within a matter of seconds, the others were around him, like teenagers trying to squease out information.
"Well?", said Magneto, looking at Hank.
"Well what?", said Hank casually.
"Who is she?", asked Storm, waving a hand to where the woman had left.
"Oh, her", said Hank, a smile crossing his face, "That was Doctor Shannon Berk. We met at breakfast. She's here for a series of astro physics lectures this week. Get this, she likes Shakespeare, and Socrates, and chess and.....".
"You like her", finished Mystique with a smirk, crossing her arms.
Hank turned slightly indigo and cleared his throat.
"It is just a meeting of common loves and minds", he said, "we enjoy each others company and...".
"You soooooo like her", said Warren.
"I..well..maybe..a little", said Hank, "but that has nothing to do with it".
"Hank's got a giiirrrlfriiieeend", sang Magneto, before blinking, "sorry..i don't do well on an empty stomach".
"Oh Fooooooorrrrgggeeyyyyyyyy"
Forge groaned, shaking his head.
"This is high school all over again", he said as Amber ran over, "..hello Amber, you vile creature of the underworld".
"Good morning Forgeykins", said Amber, giving him a hug, either not hearing, or chosing not to hear his comment, "isn't it a wonderfull day?".
"Until you showed up".
"Hhehhehehehhehehhehhehheh", said Amber, "so once you have done with your class, how about we go for a picnic?".
"I would rather jab a lemon juice-covered needle into my eyeball", replied Forge.
"Isn't he hilarious?", said Amber snorting.
"Oh yes, so very very funny", said Xavier, feeling more than a little sorry for Forge.
"So i'll see yoooouu after class", said Amber, poking Forge in the chest.
"No, you won't", said Forge, "you won't see me ever again because i will be avoiding you".
"And we'll have a great time".
"Go, leave, don't come back".
"See you theeennnn", said Amber trotting off.
"Fall off a cliiiiiffff", said Forge, crossing his arms, giving a giggling Sabertooth a glare, "oh lets just get this class over with".
"Whatever ya say...Forgeykins", said Sabertooth, making the rest of the group burst out laughing.
"You're all going to Hell", said Forge simply as he walked into the class.
***
A while later, everyone was staring at their new assignment.It was a box in the middle of the room, nothing more, nothing less. The room had been split into their 'groups' as before, leaving the mutants all alone with the box.
"Well...it's a box", said Xavier, eyeing it.
Gelder stepped up cheerfully.
"Inside this box are lots and lots of little items", she said, "before you can know your student, you must know yourself. I want each of you to close your eyes, reach in, grab an item, then tell us how it can relate to anything in your life".
"Oh...goodie", said Logan.
Gelder smiled sweetly.
"Now we shall go in alphabetical order..."
"YES!", said Xavier.
"..By first name", finished Gelder.
"Aww...crud", said Xavier.
"I'm bringing up the rear either way", said Warren smugly.
"Charles, you're up first", said Gelder.
"Rub it in", muttered Xavier, wheeling up to the box, closing his eyes and jabbing his hand in, bringing out a little pushbike toy.
"Right then Charles", said Gelder, "can you think of something in your life that this can relate to?".
"Actually...yes", said Xavier, "when i was eight, i had this really cool bike, and Cain smashed it into a wall...i missed that bike...that was the last bike i ever rode".
Xavier gave a soft whimper. The others blinked, if the box did that to Xavier, what would it do to THEM?.
"I could..build you a bike", said Forge, in an attempt to calm the telepath down, "one that you could use. I could stick an engine on it and everything".
"Really?", asked Xavier, looking like a kid who had been promised a pony for Christmas.
"Sure", said Forge with a shrug, before squeaking as Xavier hugged his head.
"Ok, we're having a real growing process", said Gelder, looking at her checkboard, "Erik, you're next".
Magneto grumbled to himself, closing his eyes and pulling out a magnet.
"My powers, story done", he said, simply, putting the magnet to one side and sitting down.
"That's....all?", asked Gelder.
Magneto pondered this.
"Yes".
"Oh", said Gelder, looking at her check board, squinting at it, "is that your name? Forge?".
"What's wrong with my name?", asked Forge.
"Well it's just a little..."
"A little what?".
"Nothing", said Gelder with a nervous laugh, "go ahead".
Forge gave her a long, slow glare before pulling out an eagle. Forge blinked at it, then sighed.
"That was a sigh!", said Mystique, jumping up from her seat and pointing at Forge, "it means something, please say it's more than a stupid bike".
"I LOVED that bike", said Xavier.
"It's my spirit animal", said Forge simply, putting the eagle down on the table and going to sit down.
"Your spirit animal?", prompted Gelder.
"Like a star sign, only not based on the day you were born", said Forge, "the eagle stands for illumination of spirit, healing and creation. Can i stop now? It's a touchy subject".
But this was what Gelder had wanted, she wanted them to get in touch with themselves, and she wasn't going to back down that easily.
"A touchy subject?", she asked, "do you have any shame for your heritage?".
Forge gave her a glare that could had melted an iceberg.
"I'm proud of it", he said, "but i don't want to talk about it. End of story".
Gelder sighed, realising she wasn't going to get anywhere, and so pointed at her clipboard.
"Okay, Hank, you're next".
Hank smiled happily, reaching in and pulling out a My Pet Monster. He blinked at it.
"That isn't funny".
"Can it relate to you in any way?", asked Gelder.
Hank gave her a flat look.
"Look at me, what do YOU think?", he said, putting the toy down and crossing his arms moodily, "fine. It shows my inner beast trying to claw its way out of my mind, happy?".
Gelder gluped and nodded.
"Jason?".
Jason closed his eyes, pulling out a troll.
"Sorry", he said, "i...can't think of anything".
"I does...look like you", said Magneto, cocking his head to the side and chuckling, "if we dyed you hair pink and put some hair-spray in it....".
"You are NOT touching my hair", said Jason, scowling and sitting down, "this is a stupid class".
Gelder chuckled slightly at this, then rememberd she was supposed to be a professional.
"Logan?", she said, "you're turn".
"Nah", said Logan, "i think i'll pass".
"Logan, it isn't a choice", said Gelder, "just pick up an object..please".
Logan, grumbling all the way, reaching in and pulled out a small oriental fan.
"Yuriko", he said, sniffling, "see, now you've made me depressed!. I'm going to...slash something up!".
He dumped the fan on the table and stormed off.
"Oh", said Gelder, "will he be okay?".
"Sure he will", said Xavier, "he'll just go kill something and he'll be fine".
Gelder paled before clearing her throat.
"Ororo, it's your turn",
Storm pulled out a hosepipe, looking at it in disgust.
"Something i will never need to use", she said, sitting down.
"I want to get this over with", snapped Mystique, reaching in and pulling out a blue crayon, she stared at it, glancing at Sabertooth, who made a soft whimper, "oh..it's a blue crayon".
Mystique sat down and started to sob.
"Graydon had one of these when he was a baby", she chocked out, her voice going higher all the time, "he put it all over his face...so he could look like his mommy"
"Don't you start cryin'", said Sabertooth, "'cause then i'll start cryin'".
Gelder started to panic, this wasn't going well.
"Why don't you pick something out Victor?".
Sabertooth did, it was a pink cuddly bunny.
"RABBIT!", shouted Forge, diving behind Hank.
Sabertooth looked at the toy. He had already had an emotional moment today, this was one to many. He started to snob, cuddling the object close to him and rocking it.
"Snugglebunny!".
Everyone stared at him.
"....Snugglebunny?", asked Magneto.
"I had a toy just like this when i was a kid", whimpered Sabertooth, "my dad tossed him inta the basement one day, and he was my only toy....i miss Snugglebunny".
"You can...take that one home if you like", tried Gelder.
Sabertooth sniffled and nodded, "thank you".
"You'd better keep that thing away from me", said Forge, keeping his distance from both Sabertooth and the toy rabbit.
"Warren, you're turn", said Gelder.
Warren reached in, and pulled out an egg, staring at it in shock.
"Cookie?", he said, "how did you get here?".
He rounded on Gelder.
"You STOLE Cookie from my room!".
"We haven't been near your room Warren, honest", said Gelder, "that is just an egg".
"Don't listen to her Cookie", said Warren, covering the eggs 'ears', "come on, let me take you back to bed".
Gelder sighed as he left, then looked at the dmaged left by the box...nevr ever again, she would have to make a note that this was a bad idea...best leave it to mental insitiutions.
****
There we go, another one down. It took me ages until i was happy enough for this to go up, maybe it's just me. Next time will be ALOT more fun, i guarentee it. In case you're wondering My Pet Monster was a cuddly toy in the 80's, he was a monster (obviously) and was furry and had little handcuff with could be broken and put back together, i loved mine to pieces. Please review. Until next time...
By Todd Fan
Disclaimer: "You vindictive sack of silicone!"
*****
Okay no one actually go the answer dead on for Amber but those who hovered around friends (and actually pointed out she character minus the name) were: Raze, DragonBlond and Duskdweller. She is based on Janice from Friends. Oh my gawwd!
----
Thanks to good 'ol Shel for the name of Hank's lady friend, see, told ya i'd use her. Thanks also goes to my little brother, who helped me come up with some objects for the characters to pick up, he is quite usefull for random things like that.
***
Chapter 7 - The Box
****
"Rise and shine, it's a WONDERFULL morning!".
Jason lifted his head from his pillow, one eye open, and said the only thing one could say when woken up so suddenly, and so early.
"Nugh?".
Suddenly, light flooded the room, causing Jason to make a hissing noise and attempt to bury himself back into the sanctuary of his covers, only to have a blue finger poke him in the head.
"Come on, we have another class today, lets eat a hearty breakfast!", said Hank, cheery.
Jason focused his one open eye on the clock, it was only five thirty.
"G'way", he muttered, throwing a pillow on his head, "too early".
"Fine, stay in bed, be hungry at class, i'll just wake someone else up", said Hank, walking out.
There was the sound of the door across the hall opening, Hank singing happily, a anyoyed roar and finally the pleasing sound of SNIKT. The door opened again and closed very quickly, and the sound of someone running quickly down the hallway could be heard. Jason sighed greatfully, going back to sleep.
****
A few hours later, everyone had regretted ignoring Hank's morning advice, they had to RUN into their class, all half asleep and hungry. They entered the lecture room to find Hank talking to...a woman?, and not just any woman, a tall beautifull woman..and she seemed to enjoy his company.
"You see that too, right?", asked Warren.
"Lemmie put it this way", said Logan, "be glad ya don't have inhanced senses".
"I hear that", said Sabertooth, "good lord, the pheremones".
Suddenly, the woman got up, giving Hank a wave before walking off. Within a matter of seconds, the others were around him, like teenagers trying to squease out information.
"Well?", said Magneto, looking at Hank.
"Well what?", said Hank casually.
"Who is she?", asked Storm, waving a hand to where the woman had left.
"Oh, her", said Hank, a smile crossing his face, "That was Doctor Shannon Berk. We met at breakfast. She's here for a series of astro physics lectures this week. Get this, she likes Shakespeare, and Socrates, and chess and.....".
"You like her", finished Mystique with a smirk, crossing her arms.
Hank turned slightly indigo and cleared his throat.
"It is just a meeting of common loves and minds", he said, "we enjoy each others company and...".
"You soooooo like her", said Warren.
"I..well..maybe..a little", said Hank, "but that has nothing to do with it".
"Hank's got a giiirrrlfriiieeend", sang Magneto, before blinking, "sorry..i don't do well on an empty stomach".
"Oh Fooooooorrrrgggeeyyyyyyyy"
Forge groaned, shaking his head.
"This is high school all over again", he said as Amber ran over, "..hello Amber, you vile creature of the underworld".
"Good morning Forgeykins", said Amber, giving him a hug, either not hearing, or chosing not to hear his comment, "isn't it a wonderfull day?".
"Until you showed up".
"Hhehhehehehhehehhehhehheh", said Amber, "so once you have done with your class, how about we go for a picnic?".
"I would rather jab a lemon juice-covered needle into my eyeball", replied Forge.
"Isn't he hilarious?", said Amber snorting.
"Oh yes, so very very funny", said Xavier, feeling more than a little sorry for Forge.
"So i'll see yoooouu after class", said Amber, poking Forge in the chest.
"No, you won't", said Forge, "you won't see me ever again because i will be avoiding you".
"And we'll have a great time".
"Go, leave, don't come back".
"See you theeennnn", said Amber trotting off.
"Fall off a cliiiiiffff", said Forge, crossing his arms, giving a giggling Sabertooth a glare, "oh lets just get this class over with".
"Whatever ya say...Forgeykins", said Sabertooth, making the rest of the group burst out laughing.
"You're all going to Hell", said Forge simply as he walked into the class.
***
A while later, everyone was staring at their new assignment.It was a box in the middle of the room, nothing more, nothing less. The room had been split into their 'groups' as before, leaving the mutants all alone with the box.
"Well...it's a box", said Xavier, eyeing it.
Gelder stepped up cheerfully.
"Inside this box are lots and lots of little items", she said, "before you can know your student, you must know yourself. I want each of you to close your eyes, reach in, grab an item, then tell us how it can relate to anything in your life".
"Oh...goodie", said Logan.
Gelder smiled sweetly.
"Now we shall go in alphabetical order..."
"YES!", said Xavier.
"..By first name", finished Gelder.
"Aww...crud", said Xavier.
"I'm bringing up the rear either way", said Warren smugly.
"Charles, you're up first", said Gelder.
"Rub it in", muttered Xavier, wheeling up to the box, closing his eyes and jabbing his hand in, bringing out a little pushbike toy.
"Right then Charles", said Gelder, "can you think of something in your life that this can relate to?".
"Actually...yes", said Xavier, "when i was eight, i had this really cool bike, and Cain smashed it into a wall...i missed that bike...that was the last bike i ever rode".
Xavier gave a soft whimper. The others blinked, if the box did that to Xavier, what would it do to THEM?.
"I could..build you a bike", said Forge, in an attempt to calm the telepath down, "one that you could use. I could stick an engine on it and everything".
"Really?", asked Xavier, looking like a kid who had been promised a pony for Christmas.
"Sure", said Forge with a shrug, before squeaking as Xavier hugged his head.
"Ok, we're having a real growing process", said Gelder, looking at her checkboard, "Erik, you're next".
Magneto grumbled to himself, closing his eyes and pulling out a magnet.
"My powers, story done", he said, simply, putting the magnet to one side and sitting down.
"That's....all?", asked Gelder.
Magneto pondered this.
"Yes".
"Oh", said Gelder, looking at her check board, squinting at it, "is that your name? Forge?".
"What's wrong with my name?", asked Forge.
"Well it's just a little..."
"A little what?".
"Nothing", said Gelder with a nervous laugh, "go ahead".
Forge gave her a long, slow glare before pulling out an eagle. Forge blinked at it, then sighed.
"That was a sigh!", said Mystique, jumping up from her seat and pointing at Forge, "it means something, please say it's more than a stupid bike".
"I LOVED that bike", said Xavier.
"It's my spirit animal", said Forge simply, putting the eagle down on the table and going to sit down.
"Your spirit animal?", prompted Gelder.
"Like a star sign, only not based on the day you were born", said Forge, "the eagle stands for illumination of spirit, healing and creation. Can i stop now? It's a touchy subject".
But this was what Gelder had wanted, she wanted them to get in touch with themselves, and she wasn't going to back down that easily.
"A touchy subject?", she asked, "do you have any shame for your heritage?".
Forge gave her a glare that could had melted an iceberg.
"I'm proud of it", he said, "but i don't want to talk about it. End of story".
Gelder sighed, realising she wasn't going to get anywhere, and so pointed at her clipboard.
"Okay, Hank, you're next".
Hank smiled happily, reaching in and pulling out a My Pet Monster. He blinked at it.
"That isn't funny".
"Can it relate to you in any way?", asked Gelder.
Hank gave her a flat look.
"Look at me, what do YOU think?", he said, putting the toy down and crossing his arms moodily, "fine. It shows my inner beast trying to claw its way out of my mind, happy?".
Gelder gluped and nodded.
"Jason?".
Jason closed his eyes, pulling out a troll.
"Sorry", he said, "i...can't think of anything".
"I does...look like you", said Magneto, cocking his head to the side and chuckling, "if we dyed you hair pink and put some hair-spray in it....".
"You are NOT touching my hair", said Jason, scowling and sitting down, "this is a stupid class".
Gelder chuckled slightly at this, then rememberd she was supposed to be a professional.
"Logan?", she said, "you're turn".
"Nah", said Logan, "i think i'll pass".
"Logan, it isn't a choice", said Gelder, "just pick up an object..please".
Logan, grumbling all the way, reaching in and pulled out a small oriental fan.
"Yuriko", he said, sniffling, "see, now you've made me depressed!. I'm going to...slash something up!".
He dumped the fan on the table and stormed off.
"Oh", said Gelder, "will he be okay?".
"Sure he will", said Xavier, "he'll just go kill something and he'll be fine".
Gelder paled before clearing her throat.
"Ororo, it's your turn",
Storm pulled out a hosepipe, looking at it in disgust.
"Something i will never need to use", she said, sitting down.
"I want to get this over with", snapped Mystique, reaching in and pulling out a blue crayon, she stared at it, glancing at Sabertooth, who made a soft whimper, "oh..it's a blue crayon".
Mystique sat down and started to sob.
"Graydon had one of these when he was a baby", she chocked out, her voice going higher all the time, "he put it all over his face...so he could look like his mommy"
"Don't you start cryin'", said Sabertooth, "'cause then i'll start cryin'".
Gelder started to panic, this wasn't going well.
"Why don't you pick something out Victor?".
Sabertooth did, it was a pink cuddly bunny.
"RABBIT!", shouted Forge, diving behind Hank.
Sabertooth looked at the toy. He had already had an emotional moment today, this was one to many. He started to snob, cuddling the object close to him and rocking it.
"Snugglebunny!".
Everyone stared at him.
"....Snugglebunny?", asked Magneto.
"I had a toy just like this when i was a kid", whimpered Sabertooth, "my dad tossed him inta the basement one day, and he was my only toy....i miss Snugglebunny".
"You can...take that one home if you like", tried Gelder.
Sabertooth sniffled and nodded, "thank you".
"You'd better keep that thing away from me", said Forge, keeping his distance from both Sabertooth and the toy rabbit.
"Warren, you're turn", said Gelder.
Warren reached in, and pulled out an egg, staring at it in shock.
"Cookie?", he said, "how did you get here?".
He rounded on Gelder.
"You STOLE Cookie from my room!".
"We haven't been near your room Warren, honest", said Gelder, "that is just an egg".
"Don't listen to her Cookie", said Warren, covering the eggs 'ears', "come on, let me take you back to bed".
Gelder sighed as he left, then looked at the dmaged left by the box...nevr ever again, she would have to make a note that this was a bad idea...best leave it to mental insitiutions.
****
There we go, another one down. It took me ages until i was happy enough for this to go up, maybe it's just me. Next time will be ALOT more fun, i guarentee it. In case you're wondering My Pet Monster was a cuddly toy in the 80's, he was a monster (obviously) and was furry and had little handcuff with could be broken and put back together, i loved mine to pieces. Please review. Until next time...