Disclaimer: I own Mini-Kitty. Everyone else belongs to Marvel or Red Witch, creator of the Misfitverse.
Author's note: Well, here's chapter 3! What happens when Kitty and Mini-Kitty come down to breakfast the next day? Read and find out!
X-Men, Meet Mini-Kitty!
Kitty yawned and stretched as she woke up the next day. She looked at the smaller body laying over top of her, and smiled.
Mini-Kitty was also waking up. She yawned, and smiled into Kitty's face.
Kitty rubbed noses with her mini-clone. Are you feeling better?
Mini-Kitty nodded. Yes. Thank you.
As the two got up, Kitty looked at her younger clone. Those are the only clothes you have, right? she asked, gesturing to the X-Men uniform her clone wore.
Mini-Kitty nodded again. I think so.
Kitty looked over at Lockheed, who was starting to wake up. Well, we'll have to do something about that. After breakfast, how about we go shopping, and get you some new outfits?
Mini-Kitty nodded.
Kitty laughed. Then let me get dressed, and we'll go down and have breakfast, okay?
Mini-Kitty nodded yet again, and waited while Kitty changed into her normal clothes. When she was done, Lockheed had gotten up, and was sniffing at Mini-Kitty. The little girl laughed at this, and Kitty smiled. She really is like a little sister, she reflected.
A few minutes later, the three were downstairs, and entered the dining room.
Kurt was the first to notice the mini-clone standing next to her. His jaw dropped. When he had found his voice again, he stammered out, Kitty! Who... who is that?!
The other X-Men turned as well, and saw Mini-Kitty standing next to Kitty. The clone ducked and hid behind her.
Kitty turned around and kneeled down, whispering a few words to the frightened little girl. When she was done, Mini-Kitty smiled. Kitty stood up again, as Professor Xavier rolled over to her.
Kurt may have asked this first, but parden me if I repeat it: who is that? He looked intrigued.
Mojo sent me a modified version of his cloning machine, replied Kitty as nonchalantly as she could. In the middle of the night, it turned itself on and made her. She gestured to Mini-Kitty.
Professor Xavier looked thoughtful. So that's what that package was, he mused. I think we're going to have to pay Mr. Mojo a little visit for this.
Kitty picked up her mini-clone and hugged her. You're not sending her back! she told him. She's too attached to me. And vice versa.
Kitty, I would never send her back! He has enough troubles with the rest of our clones, especially since there's already about forty of you back there.
Warren glanced around. Anyone care to fill me in?
Rogue sighed. The week after ah turned seventeen, we found out some interdimensional TV producer was taping our lives and making a profit off it. He kidnapped us and made younger clones of us and the Misfits. Including about twenty of Avalanche and Colossus. Later, one of his Avalanche clones escaped to try and stay with Kitty, until they took him back and made enough Kitty-clones to keep all of them happy.
Warren raised his eyebrows. Considering some of the other things I've seen here, that's not hard to believe.
Xavier looked over at Logan. Well, you and I have some things to discuss with Mojo later. Forge? Is that teleportation device still working?
Suddenly, a portal showed up behind them. Never mind, Xavier groaned.
A teenage boy with blonde hair, wearing a black outfit with a wild star symbol on the right side, stepped out of the portal. Hey guys!
Warren raised his eyebrows. And he is?
The name's Longshot. And aren't you Angel?
Warren nodded. I suppose this is going to be another long story.
Not quite. Mojo and his scientists created Longshot to star in some of their programs, Scott told him. He's the one who told us about Mojo in the first place.
Longshot nodded. We don't air your program anymore, but I asked Mojo to keep a channel open so we could help out in case something like the Baby Avalanche incident happened again. It's a good thing too - I had no idea he'd sent you his cloning machine until a few minutes ago.
Logan groaned. And I suppose you want to help?
I'm just the transportation this time around, replied Longshot. You'll have to take this up with Mojo yourself.
Logan unsheathed his claws.
Longshot opened the portal again. Then come on. I'll drop you off here again when you're done.
Logan sighed, and followed him. I'll be back later, he growled. Once he was through, the portal disappeared.
Kitty hugged Mini-Kitty, who was still in her arms. Come on. Let's go have breakfast.
Mini-Kitty hugged her back.
***
About an hour later, Kitty and Mini-Kitty (and the rest of the mansion) had finished their breakfast, and were about to head out to the mall, when another portal opened up in the living room. Logan stepped out. Well, I've got good news and bad news, he growled.
asked Kitty.
The good news is, Mojo was cooperative when we talked.
And the bad news?
That blasted cloning machine is going to spit out another clone on Christmas Eve, replied Logan. All we know is that it's going to be one of the girls who went through the original machine. Fortunately, it's going to shut down after that, so we won't have any extra clones running around.
Kitty nodded. Okay. Thanks for telling me! With that, she and Mini-Kitty went out the door.
Logan sighed. That girl...
The phone rang. Logan walked over and answered it.
Excuse me, sir, but do you know who put an ice sculpture of a turkey on my roof?
Logan groaned. I have a pretty good idea, bub. What else did he do?
The perpetrator also froze my garden gnomes and left them on the front porch.
The feral mutant growled. That kid... I'll have a talk with him, bub. At least he didn't freeze your pipes.
Yes, I suppose that is a plus, replied the person on the other end of the phone. But he froze my yard solid too!
Well, I'll have a talk with him, Logan said, and hung up the phone. And here I thought all we had to worry about were those clones!
Well, here's chapter 3! I threw in that last scene with Logan and the phone just for the heck of it - it came to me as I wrote it. Next up: shopping for your mini-clone during the holidays! Will the chaos ever end?