Chapter 9: Upping the Ante 3 Fold
Well it took the better part of three months but Scott's persistence won out in the end. Charles finally caved and called Magneto-
Of course Magneto picked up in his usual "charming" demeanor after he read the name off his caller ID, "Hello, Charles-Can't say I've heard from you in awhile.
"Yes, well-"
"You want to see Storm (who's 4 mo. Pregnant at this point)-rather your people do, only you're not sure how they would react to Victor," dictated Magneto.
"Precisely," said Xavier more that a little relieved that Eric was well aware of his concerns.
Magneto sighed, "Victor's not going to like this arrangement."
"As feared," said Charles, "and what does he think of Rogue?"
"I don't think he knows Bobby or Rogue that well, they tend to stay close to Pyro, why?" asked the Master of Magnetism a bit confused.
"I just wanted to speak with her in person about turning the water in the pool into Jello." said the Prof. quite frankly.
"I'll see what I can do," laughed Magneto.
~10 Minutes Later Storm and Victor found themselves in Magneto's office~
"WHAT?!" Both Storm and Creed yelled at the same time.
"The X-Men have asked to see Storm and I find that a reasonable request," said Magneto.
Victor started to growl.
Storm put her hand over Victor's to stop him from lunging at Magneto, "How long would I be with them?" asked Ororo.
"Just the day," said Magneto.
"I guess that's reasonable," said Storm.
"You can't be serious," Victor glared at Storm.
"I'll be sending Rogue with Storm," Magneto tried to reassure Victor.
"When will Rogue and I be going?" asked Storm.
"Tomorrow," said Magneto.
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Later that night Ororo and Victor were laying in bed. She was reading a book, while he stared up ceiling.
"You're angry, aren't you?" asked Storm.
"What gives you that idea?" asked Victor half growling.
"Because generally by this time of night you're on my side of the bed nuzzling my neck and purring until I let you put your head down on my stomach." Storm looked up from her book.
"Damn it," swore Victor under his breath.
"What?" asked Storm.
"I can't stay angry at you," he sighed.
Ororo put her book down on the nightstand and shivered a little.
"Are you cold?" asked Victor.
"A little-I guess," said Storm not thinking too much of it.
The next thing she knew Victor had gotten up and come back with a blanket- made from a deer hide.
"Where did this come from?" she asked as he climbed back into bed, "It's beautiful."
"I made it from a buck hide," said Victor wrapping his arm around Ororo.
"Oh, well it's really warm-" Ororo trailed off.
The two looked at each other for a moment-then went in for the kiss (Oh, ya like you couldn't deduce this was coming-bet you can't guess the aftermath).
CHOMP!
"Ah!-You bit me," Victor pulled away from Storm, "why didn't you tell me you were into that?!-We coulda had a lot of fun-"
"Because I'm not-at least I don't think so," said Storm rubbing her side, "Ow!-That hurt!"
"What hurt?-I didn't cut you did I?!" he moved his fingers and looked at her shoulder.
"No-" said Storm shifting uneasily.
"Then what?" asked Victor.
"This," Storm put his paw over part of her stomach, "-Ow!"
"Was that a kick?!" asked Victor in disbelief.
"I think so," said Storm, "but that one felt like it was on both sides."
"Has that ever happened before?"
"No," said Storm.
Victor started to purr and nuzzle Storm's neck.
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Storm and Rogue arrived at the Xavier Institute around 10 the next morning and received a warm welcome from the Prof., Scott, Nightcrawler, Hank and Logan.
Logan hugged Rogue like he hadn't seen her in over a century, "You alright, kid?"
"Ya, Logan Ah'm fiahne whay?" asked Marie.
"Good, now run-" said Wolverine in a deadly tone.
"Run, whay?" asked Rogue.
"Do you have any idea how hard it is to completely remove whipped cream from clothes, let alone a bathroom?!" yelled Wolverine.
"Point taken," said Rogue as she turned to Storm and put a gloved hand on her shoulder, "Yer on yer on-pray for me!" With that having been said Marie took off down the hall.
SKNIT!-Wolverine was right on her heels.
The remaining five headed into one of the parlors. After about a 20 minute conversation with Rogue and Wolverine running past the window every couple of minutes Kurt and Scott finally decided it was time restrain Wolverine and give Rogue a break, while Scott lectured her on leaving the cars in the garage.
Meanwhile Hank and Ororo headed down to the medical lab for an ultrasound, while the Prof. went off to teach a class. Xavier picked up that Storm was a little on edge and decided his presence in the medical lab would cause some unneeded anxiety.
"I'm afraid this it going to be cold," warned Hank.
"That's alright," Storm smiled.
Hank turned on the machine, "Well this is interesting-"
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6:30 pm
Mags lair-
SMASH!-could be heard through out the complex.
Marie was sitting in Magneto's office opposite the Master of Magnetism himself and Mystique, who had draped herself around her employer's shoulders.
"There goes the other table lamp," Mystique looked at Magneto.
KRAK-BOOM!
"Ah've never seen her this pissed," admitted Rogue wincing when she saw a bolt of lightning.
"The question is why," said Magneto characteristically too calm for the situation.
"Ah don't know." said Rogue, "Ah was too busy attempting not ta be scoured by Logan! Ah mean really, who would think a man would put so much stock in a bathroom?!"
"It's a common misconception," said Mystique, "you'll learn that for yourself later on."
"And just what is that supposed to mean?!" Magneto shot a look towards Mystique.
"I'm just saying the bathroom is not a runway! Honestly, I can't remember one time I've walked in and you weren't in front of the mirror!" said Mystique.
"Nor is the bathroom a spa! I swear you're half fish, how can anyone spend that much time in the tub?!" asked Magneto.
The discussion would have gone on only the fax machine went off. Mystique retrieved the piece of paper and glanced at the heading, "It's from him (Xavier)."
"Is it now?" asked Magneto accepting the paper from Mystique, "Well, this explains a lot," he said looking at the text."
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FOMF!-Sabertooth got nailed with a pillow, she thrown just about everything else that wasn't bolted down.
"Easy, Ro, just calm down and tell me what's wrong," said Victor holding up his paws nothing short of submissively, "What did those little X-Fucks do to you?"
FWAP!-the other pillow slapped Victor across the face.
"Nothing! It's what you did!" shouted Storm.
"What I did?" Victor was confused, "Is this about the baby?"
Victor held both of Storm's fists in his paws.
"Do you know what it is?" he asked.
CRACK-BOOM!-Ororo fell into Victor's chest, he wrapped his arms around her to hold he up.
"Well, what is it? A girl?"
"No," said Storm quietly as she leaned on Victor for support, she was feeling quite dizzy from using her powers.
"It's a boy?" asked Creed excidedly.
"Sort of," Storm started to tear up.
"'Sort of' what does that mean?"
"They're all boys," Ororo started to cry.
"All?" Victor looked at her rather caught off guard.
"Triplets," Storm sobbed into Victor's chest.
Well it took the better part of three months but Scott's persistence won out in the end. Charles finally caved and called Magneto-
Of course Magneto picked up in his usual "charming" demeanor after he read the name off his caller ID, "Hello, Charles-Can't say I've heard from you in awhile.
"Yes, well-"
"You want to see Storm (who's 4 mo. Pregnant at this point)-rather your people do, only you're not sure how they would react to Victor," dictated Magneto.
"Precisely," said Xavier more that a little relieved that Eric was well aware of his concerns.
Magneto sighed, "Victor's not going to like this arrangement."
"As feared," said Charles, "and what does he think of Rogue?"
"I don't think he knows Bobby or Rogue that well, they tend to stay close to Pyro, why?" asked the Master of Magnetism a bit confused.
"I just wanted to speak with her in person about turning the water in the pool into Jello." said the Prof. quite frankly.
"I'll see what I can do," laughed Magneto.
~10 Minutes Later Storm and Victor found themselves in Magneto's office~
"WHAT?!" Both Storm and Creed yelled at the same time.
"The X-Men have asked to see Storm and I find that a reasonable request," said Magneto.
Victor started to growl.
Storm put her hand over Victor's to stop him from lunging at Magneto, "How long would I be with them?" asked Ororo.
"Just the day," said Magneto.
"I guess that's reasonable," said Storm.
"You can't be serious," Victor glared at Storm.
"I'll be sending Rogue with Storm," Magneto tried to reassure Victor.
"When will Rogue and I be going?" asked Storm.
"Tomorrow," said Magneto.
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Later that night Ororo and Victor were laying in bed. She was reading a book, while he stared up ceiling.
"You're angry, aren't you?" asked Storm.
"What gives you that idea?" asked Victor half growling.
"Because generally by this time of night you're on my side of the bed nuzzling my neck and purring until I let you put your head down on my stomach." Storm looked up from her book.
"Damn it," swore Victor under his breath.
"What?" asked Storm.
"I can't stay angry at you," he sighed.
Ororo put her book down on the nightstand and shivered a little.
"Are you cold?" asked Victor.
"A little-I guess," said Storm not thinking too much of it.
The next thing she knew Victor had gotten up and come back with a blanket- made from a deer hide.
"Where did this come from?" she asked as he climbed back into bed, "It's beautiful."
"I made it from a buck hide," said Victor wrapping his arm around Ororo.
"Oh, well it's really warm-" Ororo trailed off.
The two looked at each other for a moment-then went in for the kiss (Oh, ya like you couldn't deduce this was coming-bet you can't guess the aftermath).
CHOMP!
"Ah!-You bit me," Victor pulled away from Storm, "why didn't you tell me you were into that?!-We coulda had a lot of fun-"
"Because I'm not-at least I don't think so," said Storm rubbing her side, "Ow!-That hurt!"
"What hurt?-I didn't cut you did I?!" he moved his fingers and looked at her shoulder.
"No-" said Storm shifting uneasily.
"Then what?" asked Victor.
"This," Storm put his paw over part of her stomach, "-Ow!"
"Was that a kick?!" asked Victor in disbelief.
"I think so," said Storm, "but that one felt like it was on both sides."
"Has that ever happened before?"
"No," said Storm.
Victor started to purr and nuzzle Storm's neck.
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Storm and Rogue arrived at the Xavier Institute around 10 the next morning and received a warm welcome from the Prof., Scott, Nightcrawler, Hank and Logan.
Logan hugged Rogue like he hadn't seen her in over a century, "You alright, kid?"
"Ya, Logan Ah'm fiahne whay?" asked Marie.
"Good, now run-" said Wolverine in a deadly tone.
"Run, whay?" asked Rogue.
"Do you have any idea how hard it is to completely remove whipped cream from clothes, let alone a bathroom?!" yelled Wolverine.
"Point taken," said Rogue as she turned to Storm and put a gloved hand on her shoulder, "Yer on yer on-pray for me!" With that having been said Marie took off down the hall.
SKNIT!-Wolverine was right on her heels.
The remaining five headed into one of the parlors. After about a 20 minute conversation with Rogue and Wolverine running past the window every couple of minutes Kurt and Scott finally decided it was time restrain Wolverine and give Rogue a break, while Scott lectured her on leaving the cars in the garage.
Meanwhile Hank and Ororo headed down to the medical lab for an ultrasound, while the Prof. went off to teach a class. Xavier picked up that Storm was a little on edge and decided his presence in the medical lab would cause some unneeded anxiety.
"I'm afraid this it going to be cold," warned Hank.
"That's alright," Storm smiled.
Hank turned on the machine, "Well this is interesting-"
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6:30 pm
Mags lair-
SMASH!-could be heard through out the complex.
Marie was sitting in Magneto's office opposite the Master of Magnetism himself and Mystique, who had draped herself around her employer's shoulders.
"There goes the other table lamp," Mystique looked at Magneto.
KRAK-BOOM!
"Ah've never seen her this pissed," admitted Rogue wincing when she saw a bolt of lightning.
"The question is why," said Magneto characteristically too calm for the situation.
"Ah don't know." said Rogue, "Ah was too busy attempting not ta be scoured by Logan! Ah mean really, who would think a man would put so much stock in a bathroom?!"
"It's a common misconception," said Mystique, "you'll learn that for yourself later on."
"And just what is that supposed to mean?!" Magneto shot a look towards Mystique.
"I'm just saying the bathroom is not a runway! Honestly, I can't remember one time I've walked in and you weren't in front of the mirror!" said Mystique.
"Nor is the bathroom a spa! I swear you're half fish, how can anyone spend that much time in the tub?!" asked Magneto.
The discussion would have gone on only the fax machine went off. Mystique retrieved the piece of paper and glanced at the heading, "It's from him (Xavier)."
"Is it now?" asked Magneto accepting the paper from Mystique, "Well, this explains a lot," he said looking at the text."
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FOMF!-Sabertooth got nailed with a pillow, she thrown just about everything else that wasn't bolted down.
"Easy, Ro, just calm down and tell me what's wrong," said Victor holding up his paws nothing short of submissively, "What did those little X-Fucks do to you?"
FWAP!-the other pillow slapped Victor across the face.
"Nothing! It's what you did!" shouted Storm.
"What I did?" Victor was confused, "Is this about the baby?"
Victor held both of Storm's fists in his paws.
"Do you know what it is?" he asked.
CRACK-BOOM!-Ororo fell into Victor's chest, he wrapped his arms around her to hold he up.
"Well, what is it? A girl?"
"No," said Storm quietly as she leaned on Victor for support, she was feeling quite dizzy from using her powers.
"It's a boy?" asked Creed excidedly.
"Sort of," Storm started to tear up.
"'Sort of' what does that mean?"
"They're all boys," Ororo started to cry.
"All?" Victor looked at her rather caught off guard.
"Triplets," Storm sobbed into Victor's chest.