At the Institute
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Sometimes I wonder
How I'd ever make it through
Through this world without having you
I just wouldn't have a clue
Sometimes it seems like this world's closing in on me
And there's no way of breaking free
Then I see you reach out for me
-Uncle Sam
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"Like, don't worry, Lance," Kitty told Lance who got out of the Jeep looking up at the Institute in fear.
"I'm about to go into the Institute," Lance said.
"The professor probably wants to speak to you," Kitty shrugged. "Please?" She kissed him on the cheek to accentuate that.
"Fine," he said allowing her to lead him inside. Logan was standing on the other side of the room with the professor.
"Kitty, may we speak to Mr. Alvers alone?" Xavier asked.
Kitty looked up at Lance and nodded. "Sure."
Lance grabbed her wrist. "Kitten, you're not going to just leave me with Wolverine, are you?" Kitty just smiled at him, kissed him on the cheek and walked away. Lance sighed walking into the room.
"Mr. Alvers, please have a seat," Xavier said.
"No offense but I would rather not," Lance said.
"Very well. Lance, we would like to extend and invitation for you to join the X-Men."
"I couldn't. I belong with the Brotherhood."
"I understand. Well, the offer is on the table. I'm not going to fight Kitty being with you. I'm going to show some faith that you will do nothing to hurt her. Please warrant that."
"I'll try," Lance said.
"You may go." Lance stood and walked out. Before he could get to the very far Logan grabbed his arm.
"Listen, kid, I'm going to make this clear the first time. You hurt Half- Pint and I will kill you." He walked away. Lance stood there a few moments shocked and slightly frightened.
A soft chuckle behind him startled him. "He did the same thing to Gambit," the white haired woman said. "So, I wouldn't worry about it too much."
"You're Storm, right?"
The woman smiled. "You may call me Ms. Munroe," the woman said. She regarded Lance. "Although, Rogue and Kitty do seem to be his favorites so he may follow through with his threat."
"That's not very comforting," Lance said. The older woman simply chuckled again before walking away. Lance sighed going into the Rec. Room. "Where's Kitty?" Lance asked.
"Changing," Scott said looking at Lance with narrowed eyes.
"Apparently her clothes vere vrinkled," Kurt said matching Scott's cold tone.
"Which leads us to wonder," Scott said. "What exactly were you two doing over there?"
Lance sighed looking up at the ceiling. /Why me?/ he asked whichever Powers That Be who were listening and laughing at him. /Oh well, I may not be able to do some things because it would make Kitty mad, but she said nothing about pissing off Summers./ He smiled at the other leader and sat down beside him. "Look, Summers, I really don't think that that's any of your business."
Scott stood crossing his arms. "The Hell it isn't! Kitty is just a kid!"
"A gentleman does not kiss and tell," Lance smirked.
"And, like, since when have you ever been a gentleman," Kitty said from behind him from behind him. Lance smiled and thanked the Powers That Be that had been laughing at him a moment before.
"Hey, Kitty," Lance said jumping up.
"Scott," Kitty said facing her group leader. "I am not just a kid. I know what I'm doing and what I want. I would like it if you would just put your hatred of Lance behind just for a few moments. I'm happy with him. Would you just try to be happy for me?" Scott was left speechless.
"Keety, I'm sorry," Kurt said looking down.
Kitty smiled at him. "It's, like, okay."
"You didn't say 'like' or 'totally' that entire time," Lance noticed. Kitty shrugged.
"Let's go, I'm, like, sure Scott doesn't want me and my boyfriend to stick around," Kitty said taking Lance's arm. Lance turned back sticking his tongue out at Scott.
"Alvers-"
"Bye, Summers," Lance said happily as they walked away.
"I can't believe she said that," Scott said in awe.
"You deserved it, Scott," Jean said. "I mean, I'm not happy about their relationship either but telling them to stay away from each other isn't going to help. Just let them go, they'll probably be sick of each other soon anyhow."
"And if they're not?"
"Then it's love and we shouldn't interfere anyhow," Jean told him wisely.
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Sometimes I wonder
How I'd ever make it through
Through this world without having you
I just wouldn't have a clue
Sometimes it seems like this world's closing in on me
And there's no way of breaking free
Then I see you reach out for me
-Uncle Sam
.
"Like, don't worry, Lance," Kitty told Lance who got out of the Jeep looking up at the Institute in fear.
"I'm about to go into the Institute," Lance said.
"The professor probably wants to speak to you," Kitty shrugged. "Please?" She kissed him on the cheek to accentuate that.
"Fine," he said allowing her to lead him inside. Logan was standing on the other side of the room with the professor.
"Kitty, may we speak to Mr. Alvers alone?" Xavier asked.
Kitty looked up at Lance and nodded. "Sure."
Lance grabbed her wrist. "Kitten, you're not going to just leave me with Wolverine, are you?" Kitty just smiled at him, kissed him on the cheek and walked away. Lance sighed walking into the room.
"Mr. Alvers, please have a seat," Xavier said.
"No offense but I would rather not," Lance said.
"Very well. Lance, we would like to extend and invitation for you to join the X-Men."
"I couldn't. I belong with the Brotherhood."
"I understand. Well, the offer is on the table. I'm not going to fight Kitty being with you. I'm going to show some faith that you will do nothing to hurt her. Please warrant that."
"I'll try," Lance said.
"You may go." Lance stood and walked out. Before he could get to the very far Logan grabbed his arm.
"Listen, kid, I'm going to make this clear the first time. You hurt Half- Pint and I will kill you." He walked away. Lance stood there a few moments shocked and slightly frightened.
A soft chuckle behind him startled him. "He did the same thing to Gambit," the white haired woman said. "So, I wouldn't worry about it too much."
"You're Storm, right?"
The woman smiled. "You may call me Ms. Munroe," the woman said. She regarded Lance. "Although, Rogue and Kitty do seem to be his favorites so he may follow through with his threat."
"That's not very comforting," Lance said. The older woman simply chuckled again before walking away. Lance sighed going into the Rec. Room. "Where's Kitty?" Lance asked.
"Changing," Scott said looking at Lance with narrowed eyes.
"Apparently her clothes vere vrinkled," Kurt said matching Scott's cold tone.
"Which leads us to wonder," Scott said. "What exactly were you two doing over there?"
Lance sighed looking up at the ceiling. /Why me?/ he asked whichever Powers That Be who were listening and laughing at him. /Oh well, I may not be able to do some things because it would make Kitty mad, but she said nothing about pissing off Summers./ He smiled at the other leader and sat down beside him. "Look, Summers, I really don't think that that's any of your business."
Scott stood crossing his arms. "The Hell it isn't! Kitty is just a kid!"
"A gentleman does not kiss and tell," Lance smirked.
"And, like, since when have you ever been a gentleman," Kitty said from behind him from behind him. Lance smiled and thanked the Powers That Be that had been laughing at him a moment before.
"Hey, Kitty," Lance said jumping up.
"Scott," Kitty said facing her group leader. "I am not just a kid. I know what I'm doing and what I want. I would like it if you would just put your hatred of Lance behind just for a few moments. I'm happy with him. Would you just try to be happy for me?" Scott was left speechless.
"Keety, I'm sorry," Kurt said looking down.
Kitty smiled at him. "It's, like, okay."
"You didn't say 'like' or 'totally' that entire time," Lance noticed. Kitty shrugged.
"Let's go, I'm, like, sure Scott doesn't want me and my boyfriend to stick around," Kitty said taking Lance's arm. Lance turned back sticking his tongue out at Scott.
"Alvers-"
"Bye, Summers," Lance said happily as they walked away.
"I can't believe she said that," Scott said in awe.
"You deserved it, Scott," Jean said. "I mean, I'm not happy about their relationship either but telling them to stay away from each other isn't going to help. Just let them go, they'll probably be sick of each other soon anyhow."
"And if they're not?"
"Then it's love and we shouldn't interfere anyhow," Jean told him wisely.
