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"In The Garage" - by Val Shrum (kiyonekatz at yahoo dot com)
Chapter 12
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It was silent for a full minute. That was until finally someone spoke up.
"What's wrong with you?" Snapped Wanda, "Go after her, stupid."
"Why should I?" Lance glared.
"To apologize." She said firmly.
"For what!? I didn't do anything!" Lance growled.
"If that were true, we would have a full band here. But instead you're standing there with your mouth open and our back up guitarist is on her way home. Don't make me repeat myself. Go. Now." Wanda pointed to the door Kitty left through.
Lance looked like he should protest, but decided to follow Wanda's cue. He ran up the stairs after Kitty. 'Why am I doing this? She's the one who started up an argument in the middle of practice.' He grumbled mentally. Halfway down the street he finally caught up to her.
"Hey you, we're not finished yet." Lance said, "Stop walkin', will you?"
Kitty whipped around to look at Lance, "Why? So we can yell at each other more?"
"What has gotten INTO you?" He looked at her sternly. "I don't get this. Everything was going fine. Is this about last night?"
"No. It's about today." Kitty snapped.
"What about today? I'm no mindreader."
"You pushed me back there."
"What? I barely even touched you." Lance blinked.
"I meant in the other sense. I just wanted to not be so... touchy today and you pushed that limit."
"Just because it contradicted a lot of how we've been lately, Kitty. Don't I have a right to question it?"
Kitty held up her hands, "No. You don't. It's how I feel right now. Maybe I need a break for a little bit."
"What is happening here?" He stepped back, "This doesn't make any sense, pretty Kitty. Is this a game to you? You think this is funny, to mess with me?"
"No! It's not a game! Geez Lance... I'm not messing with you." She took a step back with a sigh, "I just don't know what I want right now. I just think I need some time away to clear my head."
"... but Kitty, we're in this thing together."
"You've got a band. You've got Wanda and Kurt. That's all you need. I know you guys can do it." Kitty walked passed Lance. "You don't need me."
"I do need you." Lance looked as she walked by. His expression was sad, almost like a puppy dog. "C'mon back."
"I'm sorry, Lance." She kept walking.
Lance tightened his fists. "... fine! Fine! You do that!"
"I will." Kitty voiced back.
"I thought you weren't a quitter! What kind of X-Man are you?!"
"Hey! This has nothing to do with me being an X-Man. This is about me and you." She turned to glare at Lance.
"Is it really!?" He moved up to face her. "Just tell me why then?"
Kitty met his eyes, "You're just way too fast for me. It's like we're moving to a place where I don't feel safe. So it ends."
"That's such a load of crap. It has been you I've been teaching guitar, right? Not some magical twin or anything weird like that. This is how relationships are."
"Then maybe I'm not ready for a relationship!" She practically yelled, frustrated by Lance at this point.
Lance looked a little stung by her words, but retaliated back, almost yelling. "Fine! Then you won't have one!"
"Fine!" She growled back and stormed off toward the direction of the mansion.
He watched as she left. "Fine!" He yelled. A moment or two of Kitty being out of sight, he grumbled to himself, 'Awwww crap!'
***
Kitty had gotten home. She stepped through the doors and through the foyer. Scott, Jean, Logan, and Ororo were sitting at a table talking as the front door slammed.
Scott looked up from the table, "Kitty, what's wrong?"
She stopped. Her original goal to go to her bedroom now paused. She glared at her senior teammate and made a b-line to him. "You! It's you're fault that this has happened." She grabbed Scott by the shirt almost violently and shook him.
"Whoa! What?!" Scott held up his hands.
"You and your stupid ideas! Why couldn't you just leave well enough alone?" Kitty growled.
At this point, Logan and Jean stood up from the table. Ororo remained seated, but still looked a bit shocked at the younger girls outburst.
"Kitty, you're out of line. If you're talking about Alvers, I have just as much of a right to my opinion as you do." Scott defended himself. Kitty still kept her grip on his shirt. She looked angry at him, but didn't reply.
Logan put his hand on Kitty's shoulder. "Stand down, Half-Pint. Let's go for a walk." Kitty let go and followed Logan.
"You can't blame me for your own actions, Kitty. I just told you how I felt about it." Scott said as she walked away.
Jean nudged Scott, "Drop it."
***
"Why are we here?" Kitty asked.
"You're angry. You need to vent, get it out. Don't go beating up on Summers 'cause it looks fun. Beating up a few test dummys ought to make you feel a lot better." Logan gestured toward the gym-transformed Danger Room.
"I don't wanna beat up on inanimate objects, Logan." Kitty grumbled.
"So you'd rather beat up on real people instead? Fine, let's do it your way." Logan moved to the center of the room.
Kitty shook her head, "No! I don't want to beat up on real people."
"Didn't look like that upstairs." Logan raised an eyebrow.
"Scott had it coming." Kitty voiced. "He got me wound up on some grand statement to make Lance into some kind of bad guy."
Logan got into a stance, "It'll make you feel better if you just come after me."
Kitty rolled her eyes, but did what Logan asked. She went after him with some basic martial arts she had been taught. He defended easily, but kept the energy high enough to make it a good work out.
"So let me get this straight. Summers talks to you about the Alvers kid, and sudden your opinion of him changed, so you're mad at him for it?" Logan asked.
"No! Not exactly that." She grunted and continued the assault. "His talk... it made me doubt how things were going. About Lance's true feelings. It just made things worse when Lance reacted badly because I didn't feel like gushing all over him. Like maybe Scott was right. Scott isn't right, but everything has a little truth in it." She punched and managed to land a blow on Logan's shoulder. "Then we broke up."
"Ah." Logan turned and trapped Kitty in a headlock. "So you're just on a rampage in general. Take a little responsibility."
Kitty twisted and moved herself out of the headlock. She attempted to sweep, to which Logan managed to avoid easily. "Things were going really great. It's just a delusion with a lot of doubt. Scott should have left well enough alone."
"And Scott was just doing what he thought was best for you. You are your own person, you know." He smirked.
"I know that." Kitty grumbled. "It's the fact that he DID talk to me, and the fact that I would have never doubted myself or Lance if he hadn't stepped in."
"I think you're lyin' to yourself." He put a hand on her shoulder. "You wouldn't have acted on any impulse if you actually didn't already have doubts, yourself. You care for Alvers? Great. But you just broke up with him. So stop shiftin' the blame on others and just get over it. Either go talk to him or just accept that you've made this choice and move on."
Kitty sighed. "... you're right. I know you're right. I just got carried away. I.. didn't think."
"S'okay." Logan nodded. "Now go apologize to Summers."
"Yes sir."
***
A knock on the door. Scott Summers opened it up and stepped back as he saw Kitty was behind it.
"I surrender, I don't want to fight you Kitty." Scott held up his hands again.
"... no, I'm not here to fight you. Got that out of my system." Kitty looked down.
"Oooo-kay. So what are you here for?"
Kitty looked up at Scott. "I know, we're team-mates and we're friends and we're supposed to look out for each other, but sometimes even the little words may cause more trouble than it's worth. If you have some opinion about my love life in the future, maybe you should keep it to yourself."
Scott sighed. "I was only looking out for your best interests and future."
"What about what I think is my best interest?!" She paused, then made a face, ".. look. It's my fault. I messed up. I blamed you. I know you just want to be the good leader and protector and stuff, but there are times when people should just stay quiet."
"That's not true at all. Then in the future, if something were to go wrong and I said 'I always knew so and so was a bad seed', you'd reply with 'Why didn't you tell me?' It's a double edged sword. Besides, if it's just my opinion, it shouldn't matter to you guys."
"Right, of course." Kitty shrugged, "Either way, Scott. I'm sorry. I know you were looking out for me, but your timing? Totally sucks."
"... what happened, Kitty?" Scott looked concerned.
"I over-reacted and then I quit the band. And Lance." She shrugged, "Oh well."
"Whoa, slow down there. I didn't want you to break up with him or do anything drastic, I just..."
"I know what you were doing. Making sure I knew that the choices I make are important and not to make any long lasting mistakes because of a surge of emotion or pressure from someone else. Yet... that exact thing happened." Kitty sighed. "Either way, I understand now. I'm sorry for attacking you, Scott. I'm heading over to my room to take a shower and relax. It's been a messed up day."
"Sure Kitty. Apology accepted. Don't beat yourself up over it."
"Yeah... right. Talk to you later, Scott" Kitty said as she headed down the hall.
***
"In The Garage" - by Val Shrum (kiyonekatz at yahoo dot com)
Chapter 12
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It was silent for a full minute. That was until finally someone spoke up.
"What's wrong with you?" Snapped Wanda, "Go after her, stupid."
"Why should I?" Lance glared.
"To apologize." She said firmly.
"For what!? I didn't do anything!" Lance growled.
"If that were true, we would have a full band here. But instead you're standing there with your mouth open and our back up guitarist is on her way home. Don't make me repeat myself. Go. Now." Wanda pointed to the door Kitty left through.
Lance looked like he should protest, but decided to follow Wanda's cue. He ran up the stairs after Kitty. 'Why am I doing this? She's the one who started up an argument in the middle of practice.' He grumbled mentally. Halfway down the street he finally caught up to her.
"Hey you, we're not finished yet." Lance said, "Stop walkin', will you?"
Kitty whipped around to look at Lance, "Why? So we can yell at each other more?"
"What has gotten INTO you?" He looked at her sternly. "I don't get this. Everything was going fine. Is this about last night?"
"No. It's about today." Kitty snapped.
"What about today? I'm no mindreader."
"You pushed me back there."
"What? I barely even touched you." Lance blinked.
"I meant in the other sense. I just wanted to not be so... touchy today and you pushed that limit."
"Just because it contradicted a lot of how we've been lately, Kitty. Don't I have a right to question it?"
Kitty held up her hands, "No. You don't. It's how I feel right now. Maybe I need a break for a little bit."
"What is happening here?" He stepped back, "This doesn't make any sense, pretty Kitty. Is this a game to you? You think this is funny, to mess with me?"
"No! It's not a game! Geez Lance... I'm not messing with you." She took a step back with a sigh, "I just don't know what I want right now. I just think I need some time away to clear my head."
"... but Kitty, we're in this thing together."
"You've got a band. You've got Wanda and Kurt. That's all you need. I know you guys can do it." Kitty walked passed Lance. "You don't need me."
"I do need you." Lance looked as she walked by. His expression was sad, almost like a puppy dog. "C'mon back."
"I'm sorry, Lance." She kept walking.
Lance tightened his fists. "... fine! Fine! You do that!"
"I will." Kitty voiced back.
"I thought you weren't a quitter! What kind of X-Man are you?!"
"Hey! This has nothing to do with me being an X-Man. This is about me and you." She turned to glare at Lance.
"Is it really!?" He moved up to face her. "Just tell me why then?"
Kitty met his eyes, "You're just way too fast for me. It's like we're moving to a place where I don't feel safe. So it ends."
"That's such a load of crap. It has been you I've been teaching guitar, right? Not some magical twin or anything weird like that. This is how relationships are."
"Then maybe I'm not ready for a relationship!" She practically yelled, frustrated by Lance at this point.
Lance looked a little stung by her words, but retaliated back, almost yelling. "Fine! Then you won't have one!"
"Fine!" She growled back and stormed off toward the direction of the mansion.
He watched as she left. "Fine!" He yelled. A moment or two of Kitty being out of sight, he grumbled to himself, 'Awwww crap!'
***
Kitty had gotten home. She stepped through the doors and through the foyer. Scott, Jean, Logan, and Ororo were sitting at a table talking as the front door slammed.
Scott looked up from the table, "Kitty, what's wrong?"
She stopped. Her original goal to go to her bedroom now paused. She glared at her senior teammate and made a b-line to him. "You! It's you're fault that this has happened." She grabbed Scott by the shirt almost violently and shook him.
"Whoa! What?!" Scott held up his hands.
"You and your stupid ideas! Why couldn't you just leave well enough alone?" Kitty growled.
At this point, Logan and Jean stood up from the table. Ororo remained seated, but still looked a bit shocked at the younger girls outburst.
"Kitty, you're out of line. If you're talking about Alvers, I have just as much of a right to my opinion as you do." Scott defended himself. Kitty still kept her grip on his shirt. She looked angry at him, but didn't reply.
Logan put his hand on Kitty's shoulder. "Stand down, Half-Pint. Let's go for a walk." Kitty let go and followed Logan.
"You can't blame me for your own actions, Kitty. I just told you how I felt about it." Scott said as she walked away.
Jean nudged Scott, "Drop it."
***
"Why are we here?" Kitty asked.
"You're angry. You need to vent, get it out. Don't go beating up on Summers 'cause it looks fun. Beating up a few test dummys ought to make you feel a lot better." Logan gestured toward the gym-transformed Danger Room.
"I don't wanna beat up on inanimate objects, Logan." Kitty grumbled.
"So you'd rather beat up on real people instead? Fine, let's do it your way." Logan moved to the center of the room.
Kitty shook her head, "No! I don't want to beat up on real people."
"Didn't look like that upstairs." Logan raised an eyebrow.
"Scott had it coming." Kitty voiced. "He got me wound up on some grand statement to make Lance into some kind of bad guy."
Logan got into a stance, "It'll make you feel better if you just come after me."
Kitty rolled her eyes, but did what Logan asked. She went after him with some basic martial arts she had been taught. He defended easily, but kept the energy high enough to make it a good work out.
"So let me get this straight. Summers talks to you about the Alvers kid, and sudden your opinion of him changed, so you're mad at him for it?" Logan asked.
"No! Not exactly that." She grunted and continued the assault. "His talk... it made me doubt how things were going. About Lance's true feelings. It just made things worse when Lance reacted badly because I didn't feel like gushing all over him. Like maybe Scott was right. Scott isn't right, but everything has a little truth in it." She punched and managed to land a blow on Logan's shoulder. "Then we broke up."
"Ah." Logan turned and trapped Kitty in a headlock. "So you're just on a rampage in general. Take a little responsibility."
Kitty twisted and moved herself out of the headlock. She attempted to sweep, to which Logan managed to avoid easily. "Things were going really great. It's just a delusion with a lot of doubt. Scott should have left well enough alone."
"And Scott was just doing what he thought was best for you. You are your own person, you know." He smirked.
"I know that." Kitty grumbled. "It's the fact that he DID talk to me, and the fact that I would have never doubted myself or Lance if he hadn't stepped in."
"I think you're lyin' to yourself." He put a hand on her shoulder. "You wouldn't have acted on any impulse if you actually didn't already have doubts, yourself. You care for Alvers? Great. But you just broke up with him. So stop shiftin' the blame on others and just get over it. Either go talk to him or just accept that you've made this choice and move on."
Kitty sighed. "... you're right. I know you're right. I just got carried away. I.. didn't think."
"S'okay." Logan nodded. "Now go apologize to Summers."
"Yes sir."
***
A knock on the door. Scott Summers opened it up and stepped back as he saw Kitty was behind it.
"I surrender, I don't want to fight you Kitty." Scott held up his hands again.
"... no, I'm not here to fight you. Got that out of my system." Kitty looked down.
"Oooo-kay. So what are you here for?"
Kitty looked up at Scott. "I know, we're team-mates and we're friends and we're supposed to look out for each other, but sometimes even the little words may cause more trouble than it's worth. If you have some opinion about my love life in the future, maybe you should keep it to yourself."
Scott sighed. "I was only looking out for your best interests and future."
"What about what I think is my best interest?!" She paused, then made a face, ".. look. It's my fault. I messed up. I blamed you. I know you just want to be the good leader and protector and stuff, but there are times when people should just stay quiet."
"That's not true at all. Then in the future, if something were to go wrong and I said 'I always knew so and so was a bad seed', you'd reply with 'Why didn't you tell me?' It's a double edged sword. Besides, if it's just my opinion, it shouldn't matter to you guys."
"Right, of course." Kitty shrugged, "Either way, Scott. I'm sorry. I know you were looking out for me, but your timing? Totally sucks."
"... what happened, Kitty?" Scott looked concerned.
"I over-reacted and then I quit the band. And Lance." She shrugged, "Oh well."
"Whoa, slow down there. I didn't want you to break up with him or do anything drastic, I just..."
"I know what you were doing. Making sure I knew that the choices I make are important and not to make any long lasting mistakes because of a surge of emotion or pressure from someone else. Yet... that exact thing happened." Kitty sighed. "Either way, I understand now. I'm sorry for attacking you, Scott. I'm heading over to my room to take a shower and relax. It's been a messed up day."
"Sure Kitty. Apology accepted. Don't beat yourself up over it."
"Yeah... right. Talk to you later, Scott" Kitty said as she headed down the hall.
***
