Chapter seven: Missing Chocolate

Disclaimer: see previous chapters

I was watching the movie last night, and noticed that I made a small error with the last chapter... It was Toad carrying the body bag, not Sabertooth. Oops. My mistake, minasan, please forgive me.

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When we got back to the base, everyone else who had been riding in the helicopter was thoroughly annoyed with me. Boy. Just because you ramble nonstop about things for no particular reason, they get mad.

"'...And I'll make all the elves shave their heads and then tie the hair around the pillars in Moria, so the dwarves will trip all the time...'" I quoted from a Lord of the Rings fanfic I had read. "Hey, I wonder if that person has updated that story yet?"

I looked around the faces that were increasingly unfriendly.

"Get out of the helicopter." Magneto said in a tight voice.

"You're blocking the door." Toad added.

"WHAaaAT? Are you throwing me out to plummet in to the depths of the ocean and die? How cruel, Magneto-sama, how cruel!" I complained. "But, if that is your wish, then I shall do my very best to fulfill it! Peace out, man!" I cried as I flung the helicopter door open and leapt out...

...And landed on a nice, stone floor that wasn't 3 feet down.

"Ouch!" I exclaimed, rolling on the floor. Once I sat up, I looked over to the others who were getting off of the helicopter in a leisurely manner. "How long have we been parked?"

"Long before you started rambling about elves and hair." Mystique growled.

"And you were sitting in front of the door." Toad added, glaring at me as he walked by. Sabertooth growled and walked past my, still carrying the body bag.

"Do you hate me too, Magneto-sama?" I asked, looking up tearfully at him. Not that I was in tears for any reason; it was purely a dramatic effect, and it made sense when you were low on sleep and any kind of nutrition. He knelt beside me.

"Chi, go and get some sleep."

"Oh. Okay." I sniffled, choked and started coughing. But eventually, I made my way back to my room.

"Maybe I'm getting the hang of this bad guy thing after all..." I murmured as I fell. I'm sure that I landed on my bed, but I didn't feel the impact.

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After a while, I woke up enough to change in to my pajamas and get under the blankets. After that, though, I slept for a long time.

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When I came to consciousness once more, I was very well rested. That in itself was amazing. Once I had showered and changed in to clean clothes, I was feeling incredibly good. Incidentally, I had dressed in one of the black uniforms that were in my drawer. There was no real reason, but I thought it made me look mysterious and cool. As always, my dark blonde hair frizzed out, but I actually managed to get a scrunchie around it, so I was pleased. The black of the uniform really brought out the blue of my eyes, though I personally thought of them as being "eye colored", unable to find a definition that fit them exactly... Uh, anyways, I was happy with it...

"The X-men never let me have my own uniform." I commented to my array of action figures that I had set up on my dresser. They, of course, didn't respond. "Awww, you guys are sooo cute!" I smiled at them, then blew them a kiss as I walked out of the room. I wanted breakfast.

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At least, I thought it was breakfast that I wanted. I didn't really know, since I had no comprehension of time whatsoever. In either event, I found the kitchen, which was remarkably well stocked. I soon settled down with a bowl of Post Blueberry Morning, one of my favorite cereals.

If ever there was a happy mutant in the world, I was that mutant.

That is, until a realization came to me.

"Hey! I left my candy in the helicopter!"

So naturally, I went to get it.

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It truly was an awful coincidence. I had climbed in to the helicopter and started looking for my candy long before anyone else was even near it. The candy had gotten shoved very far back under the seats, so naturally, that's where I was—half under the seat—when I heard the engines of the helicopter starting up.

Then some people—presumable Magneto and the Brotherhood—got in to ride in the helicopter. Some big oaf sat on the seat that I was under, quite effectively trapping me there with his legs.

For a long moment, I wondered what to do. If they were going anywhere important, they would have told me, right?

"Where's Chi?" I heard Toad ask. "Didn't you say we needed her?"

"Mystique has gone to fetch her." Magneto answered. "And yes, it is imperative what she is with us for this task."

Sabertooth grunted, and it almost sounded like he said "wish she was dead.", but maybe I was imagining things...

"By the way, I found something weird in the computer system this morning." Toad said. I, who had been unwrapping a candy bar, froze in fear. Was he talking about the computer I crashed? His next sentence confirmed my fears. "It kept saying 'system configuration error'."

"Is that so." Magneto seemed troubled. "That computer is a part of the mutation machine. If there were an error..."

Then Chi is in a lot of trouble! I thought desperately, hoping that nothing bad had happened from me playing with the computer... Like Senator Kelly melting because his DNA wasn't altered correctly or something...

I heard a door open, and Mystique's displeased voice followed.

"I can't find her."

There was a pause, during which Toad must have sniffed the air.

"Do you smell chocolate?"

There was another long silence during which my candy wrapper crinkled nervously. Sabertooth moved his legs, and I fell out from under his seat, candy bar in hand.

"Uh... Hi?" I said nervously. Were they going to be upset with me? "I was looking for my candy?"

Mystique looked disgusted at me, and got in to the pilots seat.

"So, where are we going?" I asked, nervously getting in to an actual seat.

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Oh no! So it was, in fact, my fault that Senator Kelly died! Oops! But presumably, Toad fixed the system configuration error, so in theory, it should work next time... Look forward to next time! ^_^ \/