When Kurt and Johanna were six they started to notice some strange
coincidences between their mother and Fay. Their mother looked just like
Kitty Pryde, and Fay looked just like Meggan, right down to the eye color
and slight points to their ears.
"Mommy? How come you and Aunt Fay look like Aunt Meggan and Aunt Kitty?" Kurt asked once, sitting on her lap. StarPryde had looked over at Kitty, raising her eyebrows slightly as she tried to think of a good enough answer.
"Because we're twins, honey." She said slowly. "That's why we look the same. Kitty and I are twins, and Meggan and Fay are twins."
"Then how come in all of Aunt Kitty's family pictures you're not in them?" Johanna asked.
"I'll tell you when you both turn eighteen." StarPryde had said, before she changed the subject to who wanted to help Rahne make cookies in the kitchen.
Johanna soon forgot about the conversation, immersing herself in the chore of making cookies. Kurt however remembered the conversation, and constantly wondered why he's mother wouldn't tell them until they were eighteen.
Until they were eighteen...
Kurt and Johanna would hear that for the rest of their lives until they finally did hit eighteen.
"I'll tell you when you're eighteen."
"You'll understand when you're eighteen."
"Everything will be explained when you're eighteen."
"Wait until you're eighteen."
Eighteen eighteen eighteen! Kurt was starting to get annoyed with the damned number. He just didn't understand what was so special about becoming eighteen.
Besides, the dreams started to happen when he was seven, not eighteen. ***
The first dream confused Kurt, due to his young mind and innocence of some things the world can do.
What he saw was his mother, bald and naked as she knelt trembling on a stone floor. He opened his mouth to say something, but strong arms surrounded her and his mother started to scream as the arms dragged her into a dark room.
He was woken up the next morning, screaming like a demon.
"Kurt! What's wrong, honey?" StarPryde asked, brushing away some hair from his face.
"I saw you crying, mommy!" Kurt wept, burying his face in her chest. "You were bald and crying and someone dragged you into a dark room!" StarPryde looked over at Fay and the two shared a look before StarPryde gently rocked her son.
"It was just a dream, Kurt." She whispered. "It didn't happen, and it won't happen so you don't have to cry anymore all right?"
"But..."
"Try to go back to sleep ok, honey? We'll talk about this in the morning." StarPryde assured him, laying him back down in his bed and tucking him in gently.
The next morning, Kurt acted as if he had forgotten about his dream, seeing that his mother was not comfortable about talking about it with him.
He never told her about his dreams again, but that didn't stop him from having them. ***
Laughing, Kurt leapt over Johanna's head and he reached the kitchen first, pushing the button to start the coffee machine as he took out a bag of good coffee.
"You see?" he laughed. "You tried to cheat and I still beat you to the kitchen!" Johanna sighed, blowing a strand of hair out of her face.
"You were lucky this time!" she said. "But the next time we race, I'll be the winner!" Rolling his eyes, Kurt shook his head.
"Sure you will!"
Johanna sat down on the counter, swinging her legs a bit as she looked at Kurt with her sparkling amber eyes.
"Did you see him again?" she asked.
"See who?"
"The man who looks like Nightcrawler." Johanna explained. "Were you him again, or were you watching him?"
"I was him again." Kurt sighed, pouring in the coffee mixture.
"Do you think he's our dad?" Johanna asked, unable to keep the hope from her voice.
With a gasp, Kurt's tail knocked over the machine, making it crash and spill hot water all over the floor.
"Are you ok?" Johanna asked, hopping off of the counter. Slowly, Kurt knelt down and he started to clean up the glass.
"Yes, I'm fine." He said softly, not looking at her. Johanna helped him, but she stopped and stared at him quietly, trying to read his face to see what had caught him so off guard.
"You're lying." She said softly. Kurt turned his head and looked at her, sighing softly.
"I know," he said weakly. "It's just..."
"What was that noise?" Nightcrawler teleported in the doorway and he tilted his head to one side, looking at them in surprise and worry. "How did this happen?" he asked.
"My tail got in the way." Kurt said, shrugging as he placed the broken parts into the trash bin.
"That usually never happens to you, Kurt." Nightcrawler said, looking at him with concern. He looked over at Johanna raising his eyebrows slightly in a questioning manner.
"That's what happened." Johanna said, shrugging a bit.
"I'll help you with this mess." Nightcrawler said, grabbing a mop with his tail. As he helped clean up the mess, Nightcrawler looked at Kurt with some worry, having heard the screams coming from his room earlier. Kurt avoided his look, keeping himself busy with cracking eggs.
"Mommy? How come you and Aunt Fay look like Aunt Meggan and Aunt Kitty?" Kurt asked once, sitting on her lap. StarPryde had looked over at Kitty, raising her eyebrows slightly as she tried to think of a good enough answer.
"Because we're twins, honey." She said slowly. "That's why we look the same. Kitty and I are twins, and Meggan and Fay are twins."
"Then how come in all of Aunt Kitty's family pictures you're not in them?" Johanna asked.
"I'll tell you when you both turn eighteen." StarPryde had said, before she changed the subject to who wanted to help Rahne make cookies in the kitchen.
Johanna soon forgot about the conversation, immersing herself in the chore of making cookies. Kurt however remembered the conversation, and constantly wondered why he's mother wouldn't tell them until they were eighteen.
Until they were eighteen...
Kurt and Johanna would hear that for the rest of their lives until they finally did hit eighteen.
"I'll tell you when you're eighteen."
"You'll understand when you're eighteen."
"Everything will be explained when you're eighteen."
"Wait until you're eighteen."
Eighteen eighteen eighteen! Kurt was starting to get annoyed with the damned number. He just didn't understand what was so special about becoming eighteen.
Besides, the dreams started to happen when he was seven, not eighteen. ***
The first dream confused Kurt, due to his young mind and innocence of some things the world can do.
What he saw was his mother, bald and naked as she knelt trembling on a stone floor. He opened his mouth to say something, but strong arms surrounded her and his mother started to scream as the arms dragged her into a dark room.
He was woken up the next morning, screaming like a demon.
"Kurt! What's wrong, honey?" StarPryde asked, brushing away some hair from his face.
"I saw you crying, mommy!" Kurt wept, burying his face in her chest. "You were bald and crying and someone dragged you into a dark room!" StarPryde looked over at Fay and the two shared a look before StarPryde gently rocked her son.
"It was just a dream, Kurt." She whispered. "It didn't happen, and it won't happen so you don't have to cry anymore all right?"
"But..."
"Try to go back to sleep ok, honey? We'll talk about this in the morning." StarPryde assured him, laying him back down in his bed and tucking him in gently.
The next morning, Kurt acted as if he had forgotten about his dream, seeing that his mother was not comfortable about talking about it with him.
He never told her about his dreams again, but that didn't stop him from having them. ***
Laughing, Kurt leapt over Johanna's head and he reached the kitchen first, pushing the button to start the coffee machine as he took out a bag of good coffee.
"You see?" he laughed. "You tried to cheat and I still beat you to the kitchen!" Johanna sighed, blowing a strand of hair out of her face.
"You were lucky this time!" she said. "But the next time we race, I'll be the winner!" Rolling his eyes, Kurt shook his head.
"Sure you will!"
Johanna sat down on the counter, swinging her legs a bit as she looked at Kurt with her sparkling amber eyes.
"Did you see him again?" she asked.
"See who?"
"The man who looks like Nightcrawler." Johanna explained. "Were you him again, or were you watching him?"
"I was him again." Kurt sighed, pouring in the coffee mixture.
"Do you think he's our dad?" Johanna asked, unable to keep the hope from her voice.
With a gasp, Kurt's tail knocked over the machine, making it crash and spill hot water all over the floor.
"Are you ok?" Johanna asked, hopping off of the counter. Slowly, Kurt knelt down and he started to clean up the glass.
"Yes, I'm fine." He said softly, not looking at her. Johanna helped him, but she stopped and stared at him quietly, trying to read his face to see what had caught him so off guard.
"You're lying." She said softly. Kurt turned his head and looked at her, sighing softly.
"I know," he said weakly. "It's just..."
"What was that noise?" Nightcrawler teleported in the doorway and he tilted his head to one side, looking at them in surprise and worry. "How did this happen?" he asked.
"My tail got in the way." Kurt said, shrugging as he placed the broken parts into the trash bin.
"That usually never happens to you, Kurt." Nightcrawler said, looking at him with concern. He looked over at Johanna raising his eyebrows slightly in a questioning manner.
"That's what happened." Johanna said, shrugging a bit.
"I'll help you with this mess." Nightcrawler said, grabbing a mop with his tail. As he helped clean up the mess, Nightcrawler looked at Kurt with some worry, having heard the screams coming from his room earlier. Kurt avoided his look, keeping himself busy with cracking eggs.