"The Interesting Night Continues"
After the X-Men filed out of Xavier's office, Static was left alone with the Professor.
"So, Static." Xavier said with barely contained interest. "Tell me about where you're from."
The boy squirmed in his seat. Xavier could tell that he was used to these sorts of interrogations, he had a mischievous way about him. He reminded him of someone.
"Well, me and Vash were raised right here in this mansion." He said, visibly relaxing. "And the last time I checked it was October 5th, 2023."
"Really." Xavier said as he maneuvered his chair in a position right in front of Static. A smile of contentment spread across his face. Static returned his smile. "The school is still intact, then."
"Yes, sir." Static replied. "The dream of mutant equality is still very much alive. It is a shame though, that it has yet to be realized."
The professor gave a deep sigh.
"It is late, Isaac," Xavier finally responded. "I am sure you are weary after tonight's events. I will show you to our guest quarters."
"If you wouldn't mind, sir." Static said as he struggled from his seat. His injuries were starting to take a toll. "I would like to check on my sister."
"Of course." Xavier replied. "But, as I am sure you already know." Xavier gave Static a knowing look. "Dr. McCoy is a skilled physician."
"Yes, but I am sure that you already know." Static gave a knowing look of his own. "I am a chronic worrier."
In the staff kitchen, Logan took his usual position at the island. He had just begun putting a major dent in his stash when Scott came in and took a seat right next to him. Even more disturbing, Cyc was helping himself to one of his beers. Logan gave a grunt of surprise, but settled back in to resume his blank stare at the kitchen wall.
"Some night, huh?" Scott dared to break the uncomfortable silence.
Logan said nothing, but Scott could see the smile creeping across his face. Scott just grunted in understanding and began a small grin of his own. The small grins got bigger as the beer disappeared and soon the laughter begun.
"What is so funny?" a voice asked.
It was tinged with a German accent and the boys didn't even have to look up to know who it was.
"Well, if it isn't zee Incredible Nightcrawler." Logan said with a chuckle. He took another swig of beer.
"Ah, Herr Logan," Kurt said with a deep sigh. "I thought we had gotten beyond such barbs."
"Nope, it's still funny." Logan replied.
"So, how'd it go Pops?" Scott said slapping Kurt on the back. Scott was unusually playful tonight. "Any luck?"
Kurt slumped down in the stool beside them, helping himself to one of Logan's beers. He was sitting somewhat correctly on the stool, minding his tail; this was never a good sign. After taking a small swig, he rested his head between his palms.
"I can not find her anywhere." Kurt said almost pouting. "She seemed so upset earlier."
"I probably would be too." Scott muttered.
"Yes, it is understandable." Kurt muttered in return. "It is strange to learn that one has children with a woman you just recently started dating."
"So you two are dating." Scott mused at the revelation.
"You're late, Scottie." Logan laughed. "They're going more than dating."
"Logan!" Kurt said. Lucky for him his blushing was damn near invisible underneath indigo skin.
"C'mon, elf!" Logan chuckled. "Scottie here is the only one in the whole mansion who didn't know about you and Ro."
"So, Kurt, you planning on talking to you so-called-son?" Scott added sarcastically.
"And what's that supposta mean?" Logan said raising an eyebrow.
"C'mon, Logan. You don't really believe his story do you?" Scott scoffed. "The future. I mean there should at least be an DNA test."
Kurt lifted his head from his hands.
"Don't need no DNA test." Logan grunted.
"And why is that?" Scott questioned.
"My nose don't lie." Logan answered.
"So, you can smell DNA now?" Scott said, he had always been a totally skeptic of the power of the Wolverine.
"No, but he smells just like Kurt and Ro." Logan replied. "I mean there are certain elements to his scent that are similar."
"How interesting." Scott muttered half to himself and took another swig of beer. "But I'd still do the test."
"Fine. But, I am right." Logan said rising from his seat. "Night, pops." He said before he left the room with beers in hand.
"Pops?" Kurt said in a daze. "Goodnight, Herr Summers." He said a little weary.
Bamf.
Rogue shared her room with Kitty Pryde and Jubilation Lee. Unfortunately for her, they both were still awake practically buzzing about the night's events.
"Who did he say that they were, Marie?" Kitty asked.
She was always asking questions about the X-Men's secret meetings. She couldn't wait until it was her turn to don the uniform. She had pages full of designs already.
"Now, ya know I can't tell ya, Kitty." Marie answered.
"Aww, come on Marie." Kitty pleaded. "At least tell me his name."
"I can't!" Marie yelled. "If the professor wants everyone to know he'll tell ya."
Kitty Pryde was notorious for gossip. Marie knew that if she told her anything that by breakfast the whole school would know.
"C'mon, Rogue." Jubilation chimed in. "Just his name. I mean what if I run into him in the hall? How am I suppose ta say hi to him if I don't know his name?"
Rogue gave out a defeated sigh. "Fine!" She said as she flipped back her covers. "His name is Isaac."
"And who is the girl that showed up with him?" Jubilation continued.
"Jubilee!" Rogue said in disbelief.
Kitty and Jubilee just stared waiting for an answer.
"Well, you have already broken your so-called confidentiality agreement." Kitty mused.
"She is his sister, okay. They're twins." Rogue said finally. "And they didn't break in."
"Well, how the hell did they get in then?" Jubilee asked.
"She's a teleporter!" Rogue blurted. In her sleep-deprived state, it was becoming harder to keep quiet. She let out a grunt of frustration. "Now, can I please go to sleep?"
"A teleporter?" Jubilee said.
"Just like, Kurt?" Kitty added.
"Are they related or something?" Jubilee joked. The dark-haired Asian girl got all the answer she needed from the look Rogue shot back at her.
"They are!" Jubilee almost screamed. "This is just getting more and more interesting."
"Are you serious?" Kitty said in quiet shock.
"I didn't say anything!" Rogue said in protest.
"So, what's her name?" Jubilee asked.
"Did Kurt tell you that he knew them?" Kitty asked.
"You guys aren't gonna let me sleep tonight are you?" Rogue moaned.
"Nope." Jubilee answered.
"Not until you spill it." Kitty replied.
"Fine!"
And with that, Jubes and Kitty jumped in bed with Rogue sat in quiet anticipation.
"But you guys can't say anything, okay?" Rogue said and she began to recount the night's events and revelations.
[In Bobby's Bedroom.]
Isaac sat with his knees tucked under his chin. Bobby couldn't help but notice that Kurt had a tendency to do the same thing. He was wearing the t-shirt and shorts that Bobby had let him borrow to sleep in. The mutant called Static surveyed the room with interest.
"You used to share this room with St. John Allerdyce didn't you?" Static finally said.
Bobby was relieved by the break in the unnerving silence.
"Yeah." Bobby answered. "You don't mind sleeping in his bed do you?"
"Of course, not." Static smiled. "Pyro was one of my favorites."
"Favorites?" Bobby asked.
"Yeah," Static answered. "He was great, or so I've heard. He was a fascinating study. One of my favorites."
"Oh, yeah you are from the future aren't you?" Bobby reminded himself.
"Yeah." Static said with a nervous chuckle. "Sorry, if I am creeping you out. I could go sleep in the guest quarters."
"Oh no!" Bobby said trying to reassure his new roommate. "You're fine with me. Plus, the Prof said that you were cool. He's good with first impressions."
"Yeah." Static said smiling. "He's a good guy."
Bobby gave a nod of agreement. The silence took over once again and Bobby couldn't stand it.
"So." Bobby interjected. "How is your sister?"
"Oh," Static snapped back at attention. "Hank said that she has a concussion and some cuts and bruises. Oh, and she got a pretty good shock when she grabbed me. Otherwise, she's good."
Static's recount of his sister's injuries were entirely too nonchalant.
"Wow." Bobby said in disbelief. "Are you sure she's gonna be alright?"
"Vash?" Static replied. "She gets into scrapes like this all the time. She's been through worse. This wasn't the first time I zapped her."
"Does she have like some super healing factor like Logan?" Bobby asked.
"Well, they ran all kinds of tests on her after her powers kicked in but they didn't find anything like that." Static answered. "They just came up with resilient. 'She's resilient.' "
Static stretched out in his bed. Bobby could tell that he was getting tired. But there was still something that was nagging him and he just had to ask.
"Hey, Static?" Bobby forced out.
"Yeah, Bob?" Static answered.
"I don't know what the professor said to you about fortune telling," Bobby said nervously. "But I was wondering."
"Yeah?"
"Did Pyro ever come back to the X-Men?"
Static sighed deeply. "I like to think that he would have someday, if he had gotten the chance."
"Oh."
Static could hear the hint of sadness in Bobby's voice.
"Goodnight, Bob."
"Goodnight, Static."
After the X-Men filed out of Xavier's office, Static was left alone with the Professor.
"So, Static." Xavier said with barely contained interest. "Tell me about where you're from."
The boy squirmed in his seat. Xavier could tell that he was used to these sorts of interrogations, he had a mischievous way about him. He reminded him of someone.
"Well, me and Vash were raised right here in this mansion." He said, visibly relaxing. "And the last time I checked it was October 5th, 2023."
"Really." Xavier said as he maneuvered his chair in a position right in front of Static. A smile of contentment spread across his face. Static returned his smile. "The school is still intact, then."
"Yes, sir." Static replied. "The dream of mutant equality is still very much alive. It is a shame though, that it has yet to be realized."
The professor gave a deep sigh.
"It is late, Isaac," Xavier finally responded. "I am sure you are weary after tonight's events. I will show you to our guest quarters."
"If you wouldn't mind, sir." Static said as he struggled from his seat. His injuries were starting to take a toll. "I would like to check on my sister."
"Of course." Xavier replied. "But, as I am sure you already know." Xavier gave Static a knowing look. "Dr. McCoy is a skilled physician."
"Yes, but I am sure that you already know." Static gave a knowing look of his own. "I am a chronic worrier."
In the staff kitchen, Logan took his usual position at the island. He had just begun putting a major dent in his stash when Scott came in and took a seat right next to him. Even more disturbing, Cyc was helping himself to one of his beers. Logan gave a grunt of surprise, but settled back in to resume his blank stare at the kitchen wall.
"Some night, huh?" Scott dared to break the uncomfortable silence.
Logan said nothing, but Scott could see the smile creeping across his face. Scott just grunted in understanding and began a small grin of his own. The small grins got bigger as the beer disappeared and soon the laughter begun.
"What is so funny?" a voice asked.
It was tinged with a German accent and the boys didn't even have to look up to know who it was.
"Well, if it isn't zee Incredible Nightcrawler." Logan said with a chuckle. He took another swig of beer.
"Ah, Herr Logan," Kurt said with a deep sigh. "I thought we had gotten beyond such barbs."
"Nope, it's still funny." Logan replied.
"So, how'd it go Pops?" Scott said slapping Kurt on the back. Scott was unusually playful tonight. "Any luck?"
Kurt slumped down in the stool beside them, helping himself to one of Logan's beers. He was sitting somewhat correctly on the stool, minding his tail; this was never a good sign. After taking a small swig, he rested his head between his palms.
"I can not find her anywhere." Kurt said almost pouting. "She seemed so upset earlier."
"I probably would be too." Scott muttered.
"Yes, it is understandable." Kurt muttered in return. "It is strange to learn that one has children with a woman you just recently started dating."
"So you two are dating." Scott mused at the revelation.
"You're late, Scottie." Logan laughed. "They're going more than dating."
"Logan!" Kurt said. Lucky for him his blushing was damn near invisible underneath indigo skin.
"C'mon, elf!" Logan chuckled. "Scottie here is the only one in the whole mansion who didn't know about you and Ro."
"So, Kurt, you planning on talking to you so-called-son?" Scott added sarcastically.
"And what's that supposta mean?" Logan said raising an eyebrow.
"C'mon, Logan. You don't really believe his story do you?" Scott scoffed. "The future. I mean there should at least be an DNA test."
Kurt lifted his head from his hands.
"Don't need no DNA test." Logan grunted.
"And why is that?" Scott questioned.
"My nose don't lie." Logan answered.
"So, you can smell DNA now?" Scott said, he had always been a totally skeptic of the power of the Wolverine.
"No, but he smells just like Kurt and Ro." Logan replied. "I mean there are certain elements to his scent that are similar."
"How interesting." Scott muttered half to himself and took another swig of beer. "But I'd still do the test."
"Fine. But, I am right." Logan said rising from his seat. "Night, pops." He said before he left the room with beers in hand.
"Pops?" Kurt said in a daze. "Goodnight, Herr Summers." He said a little weary.
Bamf.
Rogue shared her room with Kitty Pryde and Jubilation Lee. Unfortunately for her, they both were still awake practically buzzing about the night's events.
"Who did he say that they were, Marie?" Kitty asked.
She was always asking questions about the X-Men's secret meetings. She couldn't wait until it was her turn to don the uniform. She had pages full of designs already.
"Now, ya know I can't tell ya, Kitty." Marie answered.
"Aww, come on Marie." Kitty pleaded. "At least tell me his name."
"I can't!" Marie yelled. "If the professor wants everyone to know he'll tell ya."
Kitty Pryde was notorious for gossip. Marie knew that if she told her anything that by breakfast the whole school would know.
"C'mon, Rogue." Jubilation chimed in. "Just his name. I mean what if I run into him in the hall? How am I suppose ta say hi to him if I don't know his name?"
Rogue gave out a defeated sigh. "Fine!" She said as she flipped back her covers. "His name is Isaac."
"And who is the girl that showed up with him?" Jubilation continued.
"Jubilee!" Rogue said in disbelief.
Kitty and Jubilee just stared waiting for an answer.
"Well, you have already broken your so-called confidentiality agreement." Kitty mused.
"She is his sister, okay. They're twins." Rogue said finally. "And they didn't break in."
"Well, how the hell did they get in then?" Jubilee asked.
"She's a teleporter!" Rogue blurted. In her sleep-deprived state, it was becoming harder to keep quiet. She let out a grunt of frustration. "Now, can I please go to sleep?"
"A teleporter?" Jubilee said.
"Just like, Kurt?" Kitty added.
"Are they related or something?" Jubilee joked. The dark-haired Asian girl got all the answer she needed from the look Rogue shot back at her.
"They are!" Jubilee almost screamed. "This is just getting more and more interesting."
"Are you serious?" Kitty said in quiet shock.
"I didn't say anything!" Rogue said in protest.
"So, what's her name?" Jubilee asked.
"Did Kurt tell you that he knew them?" Kitty asked.
"You guys aren't gonna let me sleep tonight are you?" Rogue moaned.
"Nope." Jubilee answered.
"Not until you spill it." Kitty replied.
"Fine!"
And with that, Jubes and Kitty jumped in bed with Rogue sat in quiet anticipation.
"But you guys can't say anything, okay?" Rogue said and she began to recount the night's events and revelations.
[In Bobby's Bedroom.]
Isaac sat with his knees tucked under his chin. Bobby couldn't help but notice that Kurt had a tendency to do the same thing. He was wearing the t-shirt and shorts that Bobby had let him borrow to sleep in. The mutant called Static surveyed the room with interest.
"You used to share this room with St. John Allerdyce didn't you?" Static finally said.
Bobby was relieved by the break in the unnerving silence.
"Yeah." Bobby answered. "You don't mind sleeping in his bed do you?"
"Of course, not." Static smiled. "Pyro was one of my favorites."
"Favorites?" Bobby asked.
"Yeah," Static answered. "He was great, or so I've heard. He was a fascinating study. One of my favorites."
"Oh, yeah you are from the future aren't you?" Bobby reminded himself.
"Yeah." Static said with a nervous chuckle. "Sorry, if I am creeping you out. I could go sleep in the guest quarters."
"Oh no!" Bobby said trying to reassure his new roommate. "You're fine with me. Plus, the Prof said that you were cool. He's good with first impressions."
"Yeah." Static said smiling. "He's a good guy."
Bobby gave a nod of agreement. The silence took over once again and Bobby couldn't stand it.
"So." Bobby interjected. "How is your sister?"
"Oh," Static snapped back at attention. "Hank said that she has a concussion and some cuts and bruises. Oh, and she got a pretty good shock when she grabbed me. Otherwise, she's good."
Static's recount of his sister's injuries were entirely too nonchalant.
"Wow." Bobby said in disbelief. "Are you sure she's gonna be alright?"
"Vash?" Static replied. "She gets into scrapes like this all the time. She's been through worse. This wasn't the first time I zapped her."
"Does she have like some super healing factor like Logan?" Bobby asked.
"Well, they ran all kinds of tests on her after her powers kicked in but they didn't find anything like that." Static answered. "They just came up with resilient. 'She's resilient.' "
Static stretched out in his bed. Bobby could tell that he was getting tired. But there was still something that was nagging him and he just had to ask.
"Hey, Static?" Bobby forced out.
"Yeah, Bob?" Static answered.
"I don't know what the professor said to you about fortune telling," Bobby said nervously. "But I was wondering."
"Yeah?"
"Did Pyro ever come back to the X-Men?"
Static sighed deeply. "I like to think that he would have someday, if he had gotten the chance."
"Oh."
Static could hear the hint of sadness in Bobby's voice.
"Goodnight, Bob."
"Goodnight, Static."