Zero: Yes, I know what else you're waiting for and here it is.
Alhandra: Yes, I know it took it forever and you should update too. How 'bout, I update, you update?
A/N: I TOLD you I'd update more regularly. Short n Silly really
Embarrassment
I snuggled deeper into my blankets. My head felt like it had a herd of white horses had taken up residence in it.
Light streamed in through the window. "Ahhhhhh," I groaned.
"Look, who's finally awake," Sammy teased, bouncing on my bed and more or less strangling me with a hug.
"Oh, I feel like a steam roller ran me over," I griped, rolling my neck around and yawning.
"You would! You have been out for, like, the last sixteen hours!" She gushed.
I stuck my tongue out and stared at me ceiling. "Ja, so what happened?"
"Mr. McCoy thinks it may be a mixture of stress, over stretching with your powers, and just plain over physical exertion," she smiled.
"Ja, so? What happened after I passed out? What did I miss?"
"Oh! That, well, you missed a really great fight between Vanessa and Gambit who is her father. Like that wasn't obvious or anything. They hate each other since they're so much a like. And that's pretty much it, except you missed the really cute scene of you being carried by Jon to the med bay."
"Better not have done a fireman's carry," I grumbled.
She laughed. "No. He was a gentleman."
I smirked, "Doubt it. Where is everybody? Why are things so quiet around here?"
"All the captured mutants and some of the others that were left to hold down the fort all have a meeting with Xavier. Vanessa is sulking in her room. Jolie is trying to clean her room, and did I mention Vanessa is sulking? And Jon has mysteriously vanished."
"I'm starving."
Sammy bounced on my bed, making me a little seasick. "I was just gonna go see if Jolie and 'Ness wanted lunch."
"Okay, leave and let me dress," I ordered sorting through my dresser and pulling out a pair of cargo khakis and a black tee shirt.
Sammy left and I pulled the clothes on stalked outside. "Hey," I greeted Vanessa and Jolie with a smile.
"You feeling better?" Jolie asked
"Somewhat," I replied, digging through my music box to find a ponytail.
"Ehhhh. . . . ." I moaned, "nothing. I need some more." Instead I settled on a bandanna.
Sammy's blue eyes got this disturbing, maniacal gleam. "You know we need?"
"A life?" Jolie asked.
"To kill my father?" Vanessa asked.
"No. We need the proven way to make females feel better!" Sammy grinned. "Let's go shopping!"
Vanessa grinned. I groaned. Jolie grabbed my arm. "Let's go!"
Sammy grabbed her purse. Vanessa went in search of her money. And Jolie borrowed some of Jon's.
"How are we gonna get there?" I asked. "No adults, no Jon, no one to bribe?"
Vanessa smiled. "I do have a driver's license and the garage is full of cars."
Jolie returned and jangled some keys. "Jon didn't take his car."
Swoon!
Vanessa's smile got even bigger. "Yeah, baby!"
I rolled my eyes. "Mein Gott!"
But I was dragged down the hall and out to the garage. Vanessa climbed into the driver's seat. "Maaaaannnnn!"
"What?" Sammy asked.
"It's standard. Damn you Jon! What about you, Sammy?" Sammy shook her head. "Jolie?"
"What choo talkin' 'bout?" I can't even drive automatic!"
I pushed Vanessa into the passenger's seat. "Let me drive!"
I turned the key in the ignition and looked at Sammy and Jolie, "You gonna get in or what?"
They scrambled in and I backed out of the driveway. "Who taught you to drive standard?" Vanessa asked.
"Jon," I replied.
Vanessa put her head in between her legs and screamed, "WE'RE GONNA DIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEE!"
I laughed. "No way. I don't drive like a maniac. Not usually."
"Hey, before we go shopping, I want some food," I told my friends.
"Yeah, what happened to lunch?" Jolie complained.
"Fine, fine, fine," Sammy said, annoyed. "But no fast food. I'm on a diet."
The other three of us in the car moaned loudly. "Not again!"
"Fine. how about the Cosmic Café?" I asked. "Jolie, can have her vegetarian. Me and Vanessa can have what ever we want and you can fine something low fat."
We went in and ate. Trust me . . .It was boring. So was the mall. Very . . .
But I'll tell you what happened after we came home.
We took the long way home. Simply because I love driving. Anyway, I took a few of the turns a little sharply, so all the bags toppled over in the back.
When we pulled into the garage, Vanessa went to sort out whose stuff was whose.
"All right, who's is this?" Vanessa demanded, holding up a brand-name black bra. Funny, how brand-name usually meant, revealing.
Sammy and I all began frantically pointing for her to turn around. Jolie wildly tried to smother her giggles.
"What?" Vanessa asked. She glanced over her shoulder, and she went red right to the hair line: Jon and a somewhat new guy (his name is Dean) stood looking at Vanessa.
She dropped the bra, so it landed on Jolie who squealed loudly and flung it away at her brother who caught with a disgusted look on his face.
"Hey, this is definitely NOT mine!" He said, throwing it back to his sister.
"I don't want it!" Jolie yelled, throwing it back to Jon.
"Does it look like I do?" Jon called. "Here, Dean, maybe it'll fit you." He said handing it to him.
Dean had come to the institute awhile ago, but had returned to a normal life after he had more or less mastered controlling his powers. But he had come back, I guess.
Dean took the bra and put it on. Jolie and I burst into laughter and had to lean on each other to support ourselves.
"So how do I look?" Dean asked, pivoting around like a model.
"Can't . . . . breath . . . ." Jolie managed in between giggles, collapsing onto the ground.
Dean grinned and took the bra off. A large sheepdog padded into the garage, put both of his paws on Dean's stomach, took the bra in its mouth and left the garage.
"Why did that dog just take the bra?" Vanessa asked.
Dean shrugged, "Fuzzball's strange like that."
"What's he gonna do with it?" Jolie gasped out.
"I wouldn't know," Jon remarked. "We're not the one's with animal empathy."
"Oh, yeah!" Jolie chirped, closing her eyes. "Oh, dear." She put her hand to her mouth and started laughing again.
"What?" Dean asked.
Jolie laughed harder. "You'll . . . . see."
There was a shout and then the sound of foot steps. "What is dis?" A familiar voice asked.
"I'd say, it's a bra, sir," I told Gambit, somehow managing to keep a straight face. Jolie howled with laughter on the ground which sent me off again.
Gambit dropped the bra with disgust and stalked out. Vanessa, Jon, and Dean started laughing too. Sammy was blushing furiously since it was her bra after all.
"Welcome back, Dean. How do you feel?" I asked.
"It's good to be here, Tianna. So what have you been up to?"
Vanessa, Sammy, Jolie, Jon, and I exchanged glances and laughed even harder. "It's a long story." We chorused.
Alhandra: Yes, I know it took it forever and you should update too. How 'bout, I update, you update?
A/N: I TOLD you I'd update more regularly. Short n Silly really
Embarrassment
I snuggled deeper into my blankets. My head felt like it had a herd of white horses had taken up residence in it.
Light streamed in through the window. "Ahhhhhh," I groaned.
"Look, who's finally awake," Sammy teased, bouncing on my bed and more or less strangling me with a hug.
"Oh, I feel like a steam roller ran me over," I griped, rolling my neck around and yawning.
"You would! You have been out for, like, the last sixteen hours!" She gushed.
I stuck my tongue out and stared at me ceiling. "Ja, so what happened?"
"Mr. McCoy thinks it may be a mixture of stress, over stretching with your powers, and just plain over physical exertion," she smiled.
"Ja, so? What happened after I passed out? What did I miss?"
"Oh! That, well, you missed a really great fight between Vanessa and Gambit who is her father. Like that wasn't obvious or anything. They hate each other since they're so much a like. And that's pretty much it, except you missed the really cute scene of you being carried by Jon to the med bay."
"Better not have done a fireman's carry," I grumbled.
She laughed. "No. He was a gentleman."
I smirked, "Doubt it. Where is everybody? Why are things so quiet around here?"
"All the captured mutants and some of the others that were left to hold down the fort all have a meeting with Xavier. Vanessa is sulking in her room. Jolie is trying to clean her room, and did I mention Vanessa is sulking? And Jon has mysteriously vanished."
"I'm starving."
Sammy bounced on my bed, making me a little seasick. "I was just gonna go see if Jolie and 'Ness wanted lunch."
"Okay, leave and let me dress," I ordered sorting through my dresser and pulling out a pair of cargo khakis and a black tee shirt.
Sammy left and I pulled the clothes on stalked outside. "Hey," I greeted Vanessa and Jolie with a smile.
"You feeling better?" Jolie asked
"Somewhat," I replied, digging through my music box to find a ponytail.
"Ehhhh. . . . ." I moaned, "nothing. I need some more." Instead I settled on a bandanna.
Sammy's blue eyes got this disturbing, maniacal gleam. "You know we need?"
"A life?" Jolie asked.
"To kill my father?" Vanessa asked.
"No. We need the proven way to make females feel better!" Sammy grinned. "Let's go shopping!"
Vanessa grinned. I groaned. Jolie grabbed my arm. "Let's go!"
Sammy grabbed her purse. Vanessa went in search of her money. And Jolie borrowed some of Jon's.
"How are we gonna get there?" I asked. "No adults, no Jon, no one to bribe?"
Vanessa smiled. "I do have a driver's license and the garage is full of cars."
Jolie returned and jangled some keys. "Jon didn't take his car."
Swoon!
Vanessa's smile got even bigger. "Yeah, baby!"
I rolled my eyes. "Mein Gott!"
But I was dragged down the hall and out to the garage. Vanessa climbed into the driver's seat. "Maaaaannnnn!"
"What?" Sammy asked.
"It's standard. Damn you Jon! What about you, Sammy?" Sammy shook her head. "Jolie?"
"What choo talkin' 'bout?" I can't even drive automatic!"
I pushed Vanessa into the passenger's seat. "Let me drive!"
I turned the key in the ignition and looked at Sammy and Jolie, "You gonna get in or what?"
They scrambled in and I backed out of the driveway. "Who taught you to drive standard?" Vanessa asked.
"Jon," I replied.
Vanessa put her head in between her legs and screamed, "WE'RE GONNA DIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEE!"
I laughed. "No way. I don't drive like a maniac. Not usually."
"Hey, before we go shopping, I want some food," I told my friends.
"Yeah, what happened to lunch?" Jolie complained.
"Fine, fine, fine," Sammy said, annoyed. "But no fast food. I'm on a diet."
The other three of us in the car moaned loudly. "Not again!"
"Fine. how about the Cosmic Café?" I asked. "Jolie, can have her vegetarian. Me and Vanessa can have what ever we want and you can fine something low fat."
We went in and ate. Trust me . . .It was boring. So was the mall. Very . . .
But I'll tell you what happened after we came home.
We took the long way home. Simply because I love driving. Anyway, I took a few of the turns a little sharply, so all the bags toppled over in the back.
When we pulled into the garage, Vanessa went to sort out whose stuff was whose.
"All right, who's is this?" Vanessa demanded, holding up a brand-name black bra. Funny, how brand-name usually meant, revealing.
Sammy and I all began frantically pointing for her to turn around. Jolie wildly tried to smother her giggles.
"What?" Vanessa asked. She glanced over her shoulder, and she went red right to the hair line: Jon and a somewhat new guy (his name is Dean) stood looking at Vanessa.
She dropped the bra, so it landed on Jolie who squealed loudly and flung it away at her brother who caught with a disgusted look on his face.
"Hey, this is definitely NOT mine!" He said, throwing it back to his sister.
"I don't want it!" Jolie yelled, throwing it back to Jon.
"Does it look like I do?" Jon called. "Here, Dean, maybe it'll fit you." He said handing it to him.
Dean had come to the institute awhile ago, but had returned to a normal life after he had more or less mastered controlling his powers. But he had come back, I guess.
Dean took the bra and put it on. Jolie and I burst into laughter and had to lean on each other to support ourselves.
"So how do I look?" Dean asked, pivoting around like a model.
"Can't . . . . breath . . . ." Jolie managed in between giggles, collapsing onto the ground.
Dean grinned and took the bra off. A large sheepdog padded into the garage, put both of his paws on Dean's stomach, took the bra in its mouth and left the garage.
"Why did that dog just take the bra?" Vanessa asked.
Dean shrugged, "Fuzzball's strange like that."
"What's he gonna do with it?" Jolie gasped out.
"I wouldn't know," Jon remarked. "We're not the one's with animal empathy."
"Oh, yeah!" Jolie chirped, closing her eyes. "Oh, dear." She put her hand to her mouth and started laughing again.
"What?" Dean asked.
Jolie laughed harder. "You'll . . . . see."
There was a shout and then the sound of foot steps. "What is dis?" A familiar voice asked.
"I'd say, it's a bra, sir," I told Gambit, somehow managing to keep a straight face. Jolie howled with laughter on the ground which sent me off again.
Gambit dropped the bra with disgust and stalked out. Vanessa, Jon, and Dean started laughing too. Sammy was blushing furiously since it was her bra after all.
"Welcome back, Dean. How do you feel?" I asked.
"It's good to be here, Tianna. So what have you been up to?"
Vanessa, Sammy, Jolie, Jon, and I exchanged glances and laughed even harder. "It's a long story." We chorused.
