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been writing just not updating, *cringes* sorry. Well anyways, the real
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Chapter Twelve
"You know what is annoying?" Thora asked as she grabbed the stool that allowed her to reach the plates in the cupboards.
"No. What's annoying?" Mark asked, as he grabbed the plate for her.
"Being short." The German girl replied, hopping down off of the stool. Standing barefoot in front of him, she only reached the Californian's chin.
"I wouldn't know, Shorty." Mark said with a grin, ruffling her black and fire engine red hair.
"Oh, haha." Thora muttered, glaring up at him. "Think you could get me a glass too Tall Boy?"
Mark laughed at her and grabbed a glass off one of the higher shelves with little trouble.
"Well there's two of them." The pair heard Rogue mutter. They turned around to see the woman standing in the doorway, a short Asian girl beside her. "Ah swear. You bunch purposely hide in every corner of th' mansion when we're tryin' t' find yeah."
"We like to give you the exercise." Mark said with a grin.
"You're short like me!" Thora exclaimed, rushing over to the girl.
The girl just blinked in confusion.
"This is Jiang, she really doesn't understand English very well." Rogue explained.
"Oh!" Thora exclaimed. "Um. short." Thora said showing the height with her hand. "You and me are short."
Jiang's eyes widened in understanding. "I understand!" She said nodding. "And his is tall?" She asked pointing to Mark.
"Yes, very." Thora muttered glaring at the boy.
"We'll see you two later, we have to go get her settled." Rogue said, resting her hand on Jiang's shoulder.
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"Scott! Change the channel!" Bobby yelled, trying to grave the T.V. remote from the older man.
"No! It's important that we keep up to date on the world's happenings." Scott stated, holding the remote out of Bobby's reach.
"So keep up to date on the world's happenings in YOUR room. You have a T.V., don't make us suffer by making us watch the News." Jubilee whined.
"Hey, shut up for a second." Scott ordered, leaning towards the T.V.
"Doctors are at a loss as to what this new virus is, however it does seem to only be affecting teenagers and older. Thousands of people have gone into voluntary quarantine."
Taking advantage of Scott's interest in the newscast, Rogue grabbed the remote out of his hand and changed the channel.
"Hey!"
"Sorry Scott. Majority rules." Bobby said with a grin.
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\\ Robert, you are required down in the hangar right away. \\
Bobby almost fell out of his bed in surprise at the sound of The Professor's voice in his head. \\ But it's only. \\ The teen paused to look at the clock on his dresser. \\ 5 am, Professor. \\ He whined.
\\ Now Robert. \\ The Professor ordered.
With a groan Bobby rolled out of bed and landed with a thud on the floor. \\ Ow, I'll be right there Professor. \\
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"Would you wake up!?" Jean hissed, elbowing Bobby in the side.
"Jean, it's 5:30 in the morning. No one in their right mind would be up this early. It's inhuman."
Roberto rolled his eyes and hit Bobby in the back of the head with one of his gloves. "You are a wimp, Bobby my man."
"No, I'm just sane enough to not want to be awake this early in the morning."
"If you had your way, you would never be awake earlier than noon." Scott commented from the front of the jet.
Bobby just shrugged his shoulders and leaned back in his seat, closing his eyes. "Wake me when we get there." He muttered with a large yawn.
Roberto rolled his eyes and turned to Jean. "So what exactly are we going on?" He asked.
"Cerebro detected a new mutant in Hawaii, we, my dear Roberto, are going to see if he'll join us."
"Another one!?" Bobby exclaimed, his eyes flying open. "If we get anymore people there's gonna be no room at the mansion."
"Go back to sleep Bobby." Jean and Roberto muttered.
"Geeze, I can just FEEL the love wafting off of you two. It's unbelievable."
Roberto just ignored him. "So, what do we know about this kid?"
"Well his name is Iakopa, and Cerebro detected him at an orphanage. So there is a possibility that he's an orphan. But other than that we don't know much about him."
"Do we know what his power is?" Bobby asked, straightening up in his chair.
"We're not positive, but The Professor thinks that it has to do with a luck factor." Jean explained. "We'll just have to wait and see."
The two teens nodded and went back to minding their own business.
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"Charming place." Roberto muttered, looking at the ramshackle building before them.
"I've seen worse." Scott commented quietly.
Jean gripped his hand in response, and gave him a small smile. "You're away from all of this now." She whispered in his ear.
Scott just smiled at her. "Shall we go in?" He asked, clutching Jean's hand like a lifeline.
"Yes, let's go in." The Professor said with a nod of his head.
The group walked into the foyer of the orphanage and was met by a dark skinned woman with graying hair. "May I help you?" She asked, eyeing them suspiciously.
"Yes, actually you could." The Professor answered. "We were wondering if a boy by the name of Iakopa lived here."
A look of fear passed over the woman's features at the boy's name, and her eyes began to dart around wildly. "Yes, he does. Why do you want to know."
"We were hoping to have a word with him, if that's okay with you ma'am." Scott spoke up.
"You're not members of one of those stupid Anti-Mutant organizations, are you?"
"Not a chance in hell." Bobby muttered shaking his head vehemently.
"Would it be a problem if we were?" Jean asked curiously.
"Of course it would. I hate people that closed-minded. It sickens me." The woman replied. "One minute please, I'll go get Iakopa." That said the woman turned on her heel and walked out of the foyer.
"That was odd." Roberto commented.
"Shut up 'Berto." Bobby snapped.
"You're in a bad mood today. I haven't heard one joke out of your mouth all morning."
"I rolled out of the wrong side of the bed this morning, and I have the bruise to prove it."
"Behave both of you." Scott reprimanded, glaring at the teens.
"Shhh. they're coming back." Jean whispered.
A moment later the woman walked back into foyer, a think dark skinned boy at her side.
"Iakopa, these people want to speak with you." The woman stated, motioning to the group. "Do you wish me to stay?" She asked the boy rather than the group.
Iakopa shook his head lightly. "No, it's alright." He said eyeing the group. Once the woman was out of earshot Iakopa spoke. "This has to do with me being a mutant doesn't it?" He asked, pushing a lock of black hair behind his ear.
"Yes it does, actually." The Professor said. "I'm Professor Charles Xavier from the Xavier Institute in New York. My institute is a school and home for mutants. These four are students, and occasionally teachers."
"Are you offering me a place at your school?" Iakopa asked in disbelief.
"Yes I am." The Professor replied. "Any mutant is welcome."
"Do you know what I can do!?" He asked, still eyeing the group warily.
"No, we were hoping you could tell us that."
"If I wish things, they come true." He said quietly.
Roberto blinked slowly. "How does that work?" He asked, eyebrows drawn down in confusion.
"Last year, just before exams, I was given a test by one of my teachers. She gave us time to study, and she gave us review notes. I didn't use the time or the notes and I walked into the class on the morning of the test not knowing any of the material and wishing that she would cancel it so I didn't have to fail. My teacher stood at the front of the class, tests in hand, shook her head, and cancelled the test for no reason." Iakopa explained.
"Dude! That's cool!" Bobby exclaimed.
"Yeah, I just have to watch what I wish." Iakopa said with a small frown.
"We would love to have you join us at The Institute Iakopa." Jean said, shooting him a reassuring smile.
"It sounds nice, but to get m out of here you would have to adopt me." The boy stated, looking at The Professor.
"That's not a problem Iakopa. Scott was my first student, I adopted him after his powers manifested, and he blew a hole in a hospital by accident."
A grin broke out over Iakopa's face. "Really?" He asked. "You mean, you would get me out of this place?"
"If you wish." The Professor said with a knowing smile.
"Oh trust me, I wish." Just as suddenly as the grin appeared, it disappeared. "You're not going to send me back here if you don't want me hanging around anymore are you?" He asked.
"Of course not." Xavier stated. "You may leave whenever you want, but I will not kick you out or send you back."
"How long will it take until I can go back with you?"
"Take Bobby and Roberto out, show them the sights. We should be done by four." Xavier said, checking his pocket watch.
"Sweet!" Bobby exclaimed. "Sightseeing in Hawaii, this day is looking up."
"Hey, who knows, maybe you'll get a tan." Roberto teased. "Oh so white one."
"Geeze! What is it with people picking on my paleness? First 'Sandre, now you. I'm not that pale."
"Think of who the comments are coming from Bobby. To them, you are pale." Jean laughed.
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Chapter Twelve
"You know what is annoying?" Thora asked as she grabbed the stool that allowed her to reach the plates in the cupboards.
"No. What's annoying?" Mark asked, as he grabbed the plate for her.
"Being short." The German girl replied, hopping down off of the stool. Standing barefoot in front of him, she only reached the Californian's chin.
"I wouldn't know, Shorty." Mark said with a grin, ruffling her black and fire engine red hair.
"Oh, haha." Thora muttered, glaring up at him. "Think you could get me a glass too Tall Boy?"
Mark laughed at her and grabbed a glass off one of the higher shelves with little trouble.
"Well there's two of them." The pair heard Rogue mutter. They turned around to see the woman standing in the doorway, a short Asian girl beside her. "Ah swear. You bunch purposely hide in every corner of th' mansion when we're tryin' t' find yeah."
"We like to give you the exercise." Mark said with a grin.
"You're short like me!" Thora exclaimed, rushing over to the girl.
The girl just blinked in confusion.
"This is Jiang, she really doesn't understand English very well." Rogue explained.
"Oh!" Thora exclaimed. "Um. short." Thora said showing the height with her hand. "You and me are short."
Jiang's eyes widened in understanding. "I understand!" She said nodding. "And his is tall?" She asked pointing to Mark.
"Yes, very." Thora muttered glaring at the boy.
"We'll see you two later, we have to go get her settled." Rogue said, resting her hand on Jiang's shoulder.
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~*~
"Scott! Change the channel!" Bobby yelled, trying to grave the T.V. remote from the older man.
"No! It's important that we keep up to date on the world's happenings." Scott stated, holding the remote out of Bobby's reach.
"So keep up to date on the world's happenings in YOUR room. You have a T.V., don't make us suffer by making us watch the News." Jubilee whined.
"Hey, shut up for a second." Scott ordered, leaning towards the T.V.
"Doctors are at a loss as to what this new virus is, however it does seem to only be affecting teenagers and older. Thousands of people have gone into voluntary quarantine."
Taking advantage of Scott's interest in the newscast, Rogue grabbed the remote out of his hand and changed the channel.
"Hey!"
"Sorry Scott. Majority rules." Bobby said with a grin.
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~*~
\\ Robert, you are required down in the hangar right away. \\
Bobby almost fell out of his bed in surprise at the sound of The Professor's voice in his head. \\ But it's only. \\ The teen paused to look at the clock on his dresser. \\ 5 am, Professor. \\ He whined.
\\ Now Robert. \\ The Professor ordered.
With a groan Bobby rolled out of bed and landed with a thud on the floor. \\ Ow, I'll be right there Professor. \\
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"Would you wake up!?" Jean hissed, elbowing Bobby in the side.
"Jean, it's 5:30 in the morning. No one in their right mind would be up this early. It's inhuman."
Roberto rolled his eyes and hit Bobby in the back of the head with one of his gloves. "You are a wimp, Bobby my man."
"No, I'm just sane enough to not want to be awake this early in the morning."
"If you had your way, you would never be awake earlier than noon." Scott commented from the front of the jet.
Bobby just shrugged his shoulders and leaned back in his seat, closing his eyes. "Wake me when we get there." He muttered with a large yawn.
Roberto rolled his eyes and turned to Jean. "So what exactly are we going on?" He asked.
"Cerebro detected a new mutant in Hawaii, we, my dear Roberto, are going to see if he'll join us."
"Another one!?" Bobby exclaimed, his eyes flying open. "If we get anymore people there's gonna be no room at the mansion."
"Go back to sleep Bobby." Jean and Roberto muttered.
"Geeze, I can just FEEL the love wafting off of you two. It's unbelievable."
Roberto just ignored him. "So, what do we know about this kid?"
"Well his name is Iakopa, and Cerebro detected him at an orphanage. So there is a possibility that he's an orphan. But other than that we don't know much about him."
"Do we know what his power is?" Bobby asked, straightening up in his chair.
"We're not positive, but The Professor thinks that it has to do with a luck factor." Jean explained. "We'll just have to wait and see."
The two teens nodded and went back to minding their own business.
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"Charming place." Roberto muttered, looking at the ramshackle building before them.
"I've seen worse." Scott commented quietly.
Jean gripped his hand in response, and gave him a small smile. "You're away from all of this now." She whispered in his ear.
Scott just smiled at her. "Shall we go in?" He asked, clutching Jean's hand like a lifeline.
"Yes, let's go in." The Professor said with a nod of his head.
The group walked into the foyer of the orphanage and was met by a dark skinned woman with graying hair. "May I help you?" She asked, eyeing them suspiciously.
"Yes, actually you could." The Professor answered. "We were wondering if a boy by the name of Iakopa lived here."
A look of fear passed over the woman's features at the boy's name, and her eyes began to dart around wildly. "Yes, he does. Why do you want to know."
"We were hoping to have a word with him, if that's okay with you ma'am." Scott spoke up.
"You're not members of one of those stupid Anti-Mutant organizations, are you?"
"Not a chance in hell." Bobby muttered shaking his head vehemently.
"Would it be a problem if we were?" Jean asked curiously.
"Of course it would. I hate people that closed-minded. It sickens me." The woman replied. "One minute please, I'll go get Iakopa." That said the woman turned on her heel and walked out of the foyer.
"That was odd." Roberto commented.
"Shut up 'Berto." Bobby snapped.
"You're in a bad mood today. I haven't heard one joke out of your mouth all morning."
"I rolled out of the wrong side of the bed this morning, and I have the bruise to prove it."
"Behave both of you." Scott reprimanded, glaring at the teens.
"Shhh. they're coming back." Jean whispered.
A moment later the woman walked back into foyer, a think dark skinned boy at her side.
"Iakopa, these people want to speak with you." The woman stated, motioning to the group. "Do you wish me to stay?" She asked the boy rather than the group.
Iakopa shook his head lightly. "No, it's alright." He said eyeing the group. Once the woman was out of earshot Iakopa spoke. "This has to do with me being a mutant doesn't it?" He asked, pushing a lock of black hair behind his ear.
"Yes it does, actually." The Professor said. "I'm Professor Charles Xavier from the Xavier Institute in New York. My institute is a school and home for mutants. These four are students, and occasionally teachers."
"Are you offering me a place at your school?" Iakopa asked in disbelief.
"Yes I am." The Professor replied. "Any mutant is welcome."
"Do you know what I can do!?" He asked, still eyeing the group warily.
"No, we were hoping you could tell us that."
"If I wish things, they come true." He said quietly.
Roberto blinked slowly. "How does that work?" He asked, eyebrows drawn down in confusion.
"Last year, just before exams, I was given a test by one of my teachers. She gave us time to study, and she gave us review notes. I didn't use the time or the notes and I walked into the class on the morning of the test not knowing any of the material and wishing that she would cancel it so I didn't have to fail. My teacher stood at the front of the class, tests in hand, shook her head, and cancelled the test for no reason." Iakopa explained.
"Dude! That's cool!" Bobby exclaimed.
"Yeah, I just have to watch what I wish." Iakopa said with a small frown.
"We would love to have you join us at The Institute Iakopa." Jean said, shooting him a reassuring smile.
"It sounds nice, but to get m out of here you would have to adopt me." The boy stated, looking at The Professor.
"That's not a problem Iakopa. Scott was my first student, I adopted him after his powers manifested, and he blew a hole in a hospital by accident."
A grin broke out over Iakopa's face. "Really?" He asked. "You mean, you would get me out of this place?"
"If you wish." The Professor said with a knowing smile.
"Oh trust me, I wish." Just as suddenly as the grin appeared, it disappeared. "You're not going to send me back here if you don't want me hanging around anymore are you?" He asked.
"Of course not." Xavier stated. "You may leave whenever you want, but I will not kick you out or send you back."
"How long will it take until I can go back with you?"
"Take Bobby and Roberto out, show them the sights. We should be done by four." Xavier said, checking his pocket watch.
"Sweet!" Bobby exclaimed. "Sightseeing in Hawaii, this day is looking up."
"Hey, who knows, maybe you'll get a tan." Roberto teased. "Oh so white one."
"Geeze! What is it with people picking on my paleness? First 'Sandre, now you. I'm not that pale."
"Think of who the comments are coming from Bobby. To them, you are pale." Jean laughed.
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