Chapter 4: The Beginnings of War, Fueled by Starbuck's
Later that night-
Mystique and Magneto were laying in bed. Magneto was reading a book, rather pretending read. In fact he was staring into space, trying to think of away to tell Charles about the-issue-at hand. This only further complicated the already delicate hostage situation.
Mystique was nuzzling his shoulder. She gingerly took the book out of his hands and placed it on the nightstand, then started to kiss him. It took Magneto a moment before he started to kiss back. He froze, "How do you think Charles will take this?" he asked of no one in particular.
"Uh, I give up!" said Mystique rather exasperated as she rolled back over to her side and turned off the lamp on the nightstand.
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Meanwhile in Sabertooth's wing, he and Storm were getting ready for bed-er- sort of. Storm walked out of the bathroom sporting a flannel set a PJs Mystique had laying around, "What do you think you are doing?!" she yelped. Creed had stripped down to his boxers and had bent over to pull back the covers from his side of the bed.
"Goin' ta bed," said Creed standing straight up.
Storm blushed and looked away when she saw the size of the bulge in his boxers.
"What?!" asked Sabertooth.
"Nothing-I just realized why I'm pregnant."
Sabertooth snickered as he climbed into bed and then looked at her.
"Oh, no-" said Storm, "There is no way!-I'll sleep on the floor first!"
"You can't sleep on the floor!" objected Sabertooth, "Yer pregnant!"
"So?" said Storm defiantly.
"So,-" Sabertooth pulled back the covers from her side.
"I don't think so," Storm held her hand up, "I mean the politics of the teams-"
"Politics?!" Sabertooth snorted, "Yer gonna have my kid. We couldn't have shredded the politics more if we tired!"
"Let's get one thing straight." said Storm in a dangerous tone, "This is my child as far as I'm concerned you are just a sperm donor!"
Sabertooth rolled his black eyes and leaned against the headboard, "Yer just scared-"
"I am not!" said Storm indignantly.
"Then why are you shakin'?"
"Cold," she replied quickly.
"What better way to warm up?" said Creed looking pointedly at the vacant side of the bed.
Storm crossed her arms.
"Fine, sleep on the floor, I don't know why yer so jumpy. What more could I do? Yer already pregnant."
Storm looked over at the clock, 10:30, only 10:30 and she was exhausted both emotionally and physically. She sighed and climbed into bed under the comforter Sabertooth was holding up nothing short of obediently.
"Was that so hard?" asked Creed.
"Just stay on your side," grumbled Storm as Sabertooth killed the lights (not literally!).
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Pyro, Bobby and Rouge were sitting on the couch in the commons room watching none other than Sponge Bob Square Pants.
"Wow, Ah think Ah'm actually getting' stupider by watchin' this." remarked Marie.
"That's the point." said Bobby, "By numbing the general publics' from a young age it becomes easier for them to fall prey to the consumer market later in life."
The other two teens looked at him blankly.
"Where did you come up with that?" asked Pyro.
"It was my thesis for the final paper of in Media 101." Bobby explained.
"How ironic," said Rogue sarcastically.
"I don't know about you guys, but I can go for Starbuck's right about now," said Bobby.
"But aren't you defyin' your thesis by sayin' that?" asked Rogue.
"No, I'm reinforcing it," said Bobby, "by proving it's right."
"So are we goin' or not ?" asked Rogue.
"I vote, yes," said Bobby.
"Only if you promise not to make an escape attempt," said Pyro narrowing his eyes.
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2 am
Storm leapt up from the bed and ran to the bathroom just in time to hurl in the sink.
Sabertooth rolled onto his back and looked up at the ceiling, "You ok?"
"(cough) For your information I'm-(hurk)-"
Victor threw off the covers and walked over to the bathroom. As soon as Storm saw him coming the entire bathroom started to glow and the crackling of miniature lightening bolts could be heard.
"Would ya quit it before ya make yer-self worse? Victor was quite frustrated by now.
Storm braced as he got closer and jumped a little when he turned on the faucet. She was so dizzy from using her powers Storm didn't even object to Victor cleaning her up and barely noticed when he lifted her.
Sabertooth carried Ororo to the bed and put her down, then went back to the bathroom.
Storm didn't even move until Victor came back and started to pull up her shirt, "Ugh, what are you doing?!-" groaned Storm.
Victor put a freezing, wet towel over Ororo's abdomen.
"Ah, cold!" she yelped.
Sabertooth fully extended his claws and Storm braced by covering her head with her arms.
Ororo felt two massive hands on either side of her stomach.
"Relax," said Victor.
"Easy for you to say," said Storm as she shifted uncomfortably, "You haven't lost one of your best friends to a dam bursting, watched one of your teammates slowly destroy himself over the past few months, go after said friend just to wake up in the bed of a member of the opposing team and then be captured by the enemy only to discover you're carrying the child of the one you woke up with!"
"True," admitted Creed, "but I'd have a lot more explaining to do about that last one."
Storm smirked a little.
"Was that so hard?" asked Victor.
"I guess not," Storm finally admitted shifting stiffly again, "I don't see how anything could get worse (stay with me people because you know it does- Mwahahahaha!)"
"Yer abs are too constricted-"
"What is that supposed to mean?" asked Ororo still trying to get comfortable.
"I don't think yer the only one whose claustrophobic anymore," said Victor as he rubbed Ororo's stomach.
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4 am
The three teens retuned from Starbuck's not only with liquid coffee, but with multiple packages of ground coffee, which they were eating straight out of the bag mind you. Not only did they make breakfast, wrap it and leave it warming on the stove, but they also started to embark on one of the most noble causes known to man-The Annual Mutant Manor Prank War.
For you see once the last scheduled exam was over it was all out war between teachers and students. The captains-er-'generals' rather of the student side all graduated the year before after a three year reign and named none other than Pyro, Bobby and Rogue. As a tradition the captains/generals had to launch the first prank of the summer and it had to be a pretty damn good one to set the precedent for what they expected not only of their underlings, but of the faculty too.
It was a time honored tradition and it had been decided that the first casualty would be Scott's newest car (Mwhahahaha!!!-more details in the next chapter!).
Later that night-
Mystique and Magneto were laying in bed. Magneto was reading a book, rather pretending read. In fact he was staring into space, trying to think of away to tell Charles about the-issue-at hand. This only further complicated the already delicate hostage situation.
Mystique was nuzzling his shoulder. She gingerly took the book out of his hands and placed it on the nightstand, then started to kiss him. It took Magneto a moment before he started to kiss back. He froze, "How do you think Charles will take this?" he asked of no one in particular.
"Uh, I give up!" said Mystique rather exasperated as she rolled back over to her side and turned off the lamp on the nightstand.
-------------
Meanwhile in Sabertooth's wing, he and Storm were getting ready for bed-er- sort of. Storm walked out of the bathroom sporting a flannel set a PJs Mystique had laying around, "What do you think you are doing?!" she yelped. Creed had stripped down to his boxers and had bent over to pull back the covers from his side of the bed.
"Goin' ta bed," said Creed standing straight up.
Storm blushed and looked away when she saw the size of the bulge in his boxers.
"What?!" asked Sabertooth.
"Nothing-I just realized why I'm pregnant."
Sabertooth snickered as he climbed into bed and then looked at her.
"Oh, no-" said Storm, "There is no way!-I'll sleep on the floor first!"
"You can't sleep on the floor!" objected Sabertooth, "Yer pregnant!"
"So?" said Storm defiantly.
"So,-" Sabertooth pulled back the covers from her side.
"I don't think so," Storm held her hand up, "I mean the politics of the teams-"
"Politics?!" Sabertooth snorted, "Yer gonna have my kid. We couldn't have shredded the politics more if we tired!"
"Let's get one thing straight." said Storm in a dangerous tone, "This is my child as far as I'm concerned you are just a sperm donor!"
Sabertooth rolled his black eyes and leaned against the headboard, "Yer just scared-"
"I am not!" said Storm indignantly.
"Then why are you shakin'?"
"Cold," she replied quickly.
"What better way to warm up?" said Creed looking pointedly at the vacant side of the bed.
Storm crossed her arms.
"Fine, sleep on the floor, I don't know why yer so jumpy. What more could I do? Yer already pregnant."
Storm looked over at the clock, 10:30, only 10:30 and she was exhausted both emotionally and physically. She sighed and climbed into bed under the comforter Sabertooth was holding up nothing short of obediently.
"Was that so hard?" asked Creed.
"Just stay on your side," grumbled Storm as Sabertooth killed the lights (not literally!).
-------------
Pyro, Bobby and Rouge were sitting on the couch in the commons room watching none other than Sponge Bob Square Pants.
"Wow, Ah think Ah'm actually getting' stupider by watchin' this." remarked Marie.
"That's the point." said Bobby, "By numbing the general publics' from a young age it becomes easier for them to fall prey to the consumer market later in life."
The other two teens looked at him blankly.
"Where did you come up with that?" asked Pyro.
"It was my thesis for the final paper of in Media 101." Bobby explained.
"How ironic," said Rogue sarcastically.
"I don't know about you guys, but I can go for Starbuck's right about now," said Bobby.
"But aren't you defyin' your thesis by sayin' that?" asked Rogue.
"No, I'm reinforcing it," said Bobby, "by proving it's right."
"So are we goin' or not ?" asked Rogue.
"I vote, yes," said Bobby.
"Only if you promise not to make an escape attempt," said Pyro narrowing his eyes.
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2 am
Storm leapt up from the bed and ran to the bathroom just in time to hurl in the sink.
Sabertooth rolled onto his back and looked up at the ceiling, "You ok?"
"(cough) For your information I'm-(hurk)-"
Victor threw off the covers and walked over to the bathroom. As soon as Storm saw him coming the entire bathroom started to glow and the crackling of miniature lightening bolts could be heard.
"Would ya quit it before ya make yer-self worse? Victor was quite frustrated by now.
Storm braced as he got closer and jumped a little when he turned on the faucet. She was so dizzy from using her powers Storm didn't even object to Victor cleaning her up and barely noticed when he lifted her.
Sabertooth carried Ororo to the bed and put her down, then went back to the bathroom.
Storm didn't even move until Victor came back and started to pull up her shirt, "Ugh, what are you doing?!-" groaned Storm.
Victor put a freezing, wet towel over Ororo's abdomen.
"Ah, cold!" she yelped.
Sabertooth fully extended his claws and Storm braced by covering her head with her arms.
Ororo felt two massive hands on either side of her stomach.
"Relax," said Victor.
"Easy for you to say," said Storm as she shifted uncomfortably, "You haven't lost one of your best friends to a dam bursting, watched one of your teammates slowly destroy himself over the past few months, go after said friend just to wake up in the bed of a member of the opposing team and then be captured by the enemy only to discover you're carrying the child of the one you woke up with!"
"True," admitted Creed, "but I'd have a lot more explaining to do about that last one."
Storm smirked a little.
"Was that so hard?" asked Victor.
"I guess not," Storm finally admitted shifting stiffly again, "I don't see how anything could get worse (stay with me people because you know it does- Mwahahahaha!)"
"Yer abs are too constricted-"
"What is that supposed to mean?" asked Ororo still trying to get comfortable.
"I don't think yer the only one whose claustrophobic anymore," said Victor as he rubbed Ororo's stomach.
-------------
4 am
The three teens retuned from Starbuck's not only with liquid coffee, but with multiple packages of ground coffee, which they were eating straight out of the bag mind you. Not only did they make breakfast, wrap it and leave it warming on the stove, but they also started to embark on one of the most noble causes known to man-The Annual Mutant Manor Prank War.
For you see once the last scheduled exam was over it was all out war between teachers and students. The captains-er-'generals' rather of the student side all graduated the year before after a three year reign and named none other than Pyro, Bobby and Rogue. As a tradition the captains/generals had to launch the first prank of the summer and it had to be a pretty damn good one to set the precedent for what they expected not only of their underlings, but of the faculty too.
It was a time honored tradition and it had been decided that the first casualty would be Scott's newest car (Mwhahahaha!!!-more details in the next chapter!).