Hello to all you kind people who reviewed my very first fan fic. This plot
bunny has been gnawing at my subconscious for some time now and I finally
got the nerve to type it up. Sorry Chapter Four took a little longer than
usual, but homework comes first ya know. Thanks for the support.
"High Noon at Xavier Mansion"
Storm's heart was about to beat out of her chest. And to make matters worse, her usually levelheaded boyfriend was a quivering mess. There was Kurt standing next to her, muttering to himself in German, and squeezing her hand very tightly.
"Ein Vater? Ich bin zu jung. Diese kann nicht Wahrheit sein (1)"
"Kurt, you know I can't understand a word you're saying." Storm said in as gentle a tone as she could muster.
"I am sorry my Sturmliebe, but" Kurt muttered. "It is just that they are right behind that door. Our-"
"Children." Storm finished. "Weren't you the one that said that we should work through this together? Do not freeze up on me now."
"What do we say to them?" Kurt asked.
Storm gave a deep sigh and answered, "We introduce ourselves." She said as she turned the doorknob.
Behind the door, they found Static standing at attention. At the mere sight of she and Kurt, he lowered his eyes. Behind him stood his sister Vash, she was squeezing her brother's shoulders tightly and trembling slightly. Static titled his head in the girl's direction and whispered something to her. Vash buried her face in between her brother's shoulder blades and let out muffled sob and her turned to comfort her. The girl composed herself and grabbed her brother's hand. She was squeezing her brother's hand just as tightly as Kurt was squeezing her own.
Static gave the strange couple a warm smile of greeting. "Storm, Kurt, this is my sister Vashoba." He ushered his sister forth and he received a slapped hand for his trouble.
If ever Storm had wandered what Kurt would look like as a girl, her wandering would have been put to rest. The only thing missing was the tail and the blue skin. Vashoba, as she was called, had thick, black hair that hung all the way down to her waist. Storm remembered that not long ago her own hair was that length. Vashoba had her father's eyes including the impossibly long eyelashes. Her long legs made her seem taller than she actually was. That was a plus, because she seemed to have inherited her father's tendency to slouch as well.
"Hullo." Vash forced herself to utter as she nervously tucked a stray piece of hair behind her pointed ear.
Vash could not believe that her parents were here standing in front of her. It seemed so long ago when she had seen them last.
"It would seem that we are related." Kurt finally spoke, as he approached the young girl cautiously.
"Yes." Vash replied, trying her best to suppress a huge grin.
Kurt could see that she, just like her brother, had inherited a dental mutation similar to his own. Lucky for them that it was just their canine teeth that were abnormally sharp. Kurt could not help but stare. He had often wondered what his children would look like. And since he had met his Sturmliebe, he found himself wondering more often than usual. He soon noticed that those strangely familiar eyes were taking him in as well.
"Sie sind schön. (2)" Kurt muttered under his breath.
"Sie sind auch. (3)" Vash erupted before grabbing Kurt. "I am so happy!"
She was crying tears of happiness and squeezing him for all he was worth. Static, who was still transfixed on Storm, unleashed a joyful grin.
"Don't worry, Miss Storm," he said. "I won't jump you."
[In the Rec Room.]
Bobby limped into the room and took a seat next to Cannonball.
"The professor sure can kill a mood." Sam grumbled.
"So he got to you guys too?" Bobby asked.
"Did he?" Jubilee groaned. "I'll never be able to get rid of this fucking headache."
"We deserved worse than that." Rogue added.
"It was just a bet." Berzerker said rubbing the bridge between his eyes. "He acts as if we were plotting to kill someone."
"We were being terribly irresponsible," Amara began. "In my country we would have been locked out of the house for a month and forced to live off of bugs and small rodents."
"Well, yer country sucks!" Wolfsbane chuckled, but winced due to her massive migraine.
"And yours is any better?" Amara retorted.
"Amara is right." Rogue grumbled. "We should be locked out of the mansion and forced ta live off grasshoppers."
"Marie, calm down." Bobby moaned. "Haven't we been punished enough. We have learned our lesson, no more gambling."
Bobby's heartfelt comment didn't make Rogue feel any better. Perhaps it was the fact that he was still counting his winnings at the time.
"Now what are we suppose ta do fer fun 'round here?" Wolfsbane groaned.
"Well, I am kinda hungry," Jamie commented. "And eating is fun."
"Sure the hell is!" Berzerker said jumping to his feet. "Whose for hot- pockets and Doritos? (4)"
[Back In the Med Lab...]
Storm still had not been able to utter a single word after Vash's tear-filled introduction. She just sat in a chair and watched Kurt and Vashoba talk excitedly in German, she couldn't understand a word. Isaac walked over to her and sat down.
"Can't understand a word." He muttered. "Vash was always more interested in learning foreign languages than I was."
"She knows more than one?" Storm asked.
"Yeah, German, French, and Spanish." He answered. "She wanted to be just like him."
"They were close, then?" Storm asked.
"Yeah, they were."
Storm was still suspicious. There was something not quite right about what Isaac had just said and the way Vash reacted when she saw Kurt. It left a nagging question just waiting to be asked and answered.
"Isaac?"
"Yes, Miss Storm?"
"What happened to you and Vashoba?" Storm said searching for the right words. "What happened to Kurt and I?"
Static stared back at her like she had just stabbed him through the heart.
"I am sorry." She quickly countered. "It is just that-Does she always greet Kurt that way."
A warm smile softened Static's features.
"No." He answered. "It's just that it has been a long time since she's seen you guys last, is all."
Before Storm could say anything else, she noticed that Static's attention had returned to the couple of mutants that were sitting in the middle of the floor. She decided to continue her cross-examination at later time. Just then, Kurt and Vashoba rose from the floor and walked toward them
"Isaac," Kurt said. "I think that it is time that Vashoba met the others, ja? Besides, it is not good for her to stay cooped up is this place."
"But Doctor McCoy said-"
Before Static could begin to protest, Kurt raised a staying hand.
"If you truly are a Wagner than you know as well as I do that we heal better when we are allowed our freedom." Kurt explained.
"Ofcourse, Papa." Vash agreed as she grabbed her brother arm and led him out of the room.
Once they were gone, Storm turned to her so-called boyfriend and gave him a look of pure and utter disbelief.
"What?" was all Kurt could say.
"Papa?" She sputtered.
*****Author's Note*****
(1.) A father? I am too young. This cannot be truth.
(2.) You are beautiful.
(3.) You are also.
(4.) The lunch of all successful high school and college students a like.
"High Noon at Xavier Mansion"
Storm's heart was about to beat out of her chest. And to make matters worse, her usually levelheaded boyfriend was a quivering mess. There was Kurt standing next to her, muttering to himself in German, and squeezing her hand very tightly.
"Ein Vater? Ich bin zu jung. Diese kann nicht Wahrheit sein (1)"
"Kurt, you know I can't understand a word you're saying." Storm said in as gentle a tone as she could muster.
"I am sorry my Sturmliebe, but" Kurt muttered. "It is just that they are right behind that door. Our-"
"Children." Storm finished. "Weren't you the one that said that we should work through this together? Do not freeze up on me now."
"What do we say to them?" Kurt asked.
Storm gave a deep sigh and answered, "We introduce ourselves." She said as she turned the doorknob.
Behind the door, they found Static standing at attention. At the mere sight of she and Kurt, he lowered his eyes. Behind him stood his sister Vash, she was squeezing her brother's shoulders tightly and trembling slightly. Static titled his head in the girl's direction and whispered something to her. Vash buried her face in between her brother's shoulder blades and let out muffled sob and her turned to comfort her. The girl composed herself and grabbed her brother's hand. She was squeezing her brother's hand just as tightly as Kurt was squeezing her own.
Static gave the strange couple a warm smile of greeting. "Storm, Kurt, this is my sister Vashoba." He ushered his sister forth and he received a slapped hand for his trouble.
If ever Storm had wandered what Kurt would look like as a girl, her wandering would have been put to rest. The only thing missing was the tail and the blue skin. Vashoba, as she was called, had thick, black hair that hung all the way down to her waist. Storm remembered that not long ago her own hair was that length. Vashoba had her father's eyes including the impossibly long eyelashes. Her long legs made her seem taller than she actually was. That was a plus, because she seemed to have inherited her father's tendency to slouch as well.
"Hullo." Vash forced herself to utter as she nervously tucked a stray piece of hair behind her pointed ear.
Vash could not believe that her parents were here standing in front of her. It seemed so long ago when she had seen them last.
"It would seem that we are related." Kurt finally spoke, as he approached the young girl cautiously.
"Yes." Vash replied, trying her best to suppress a huge grin.
Kurt could see that she, just like her brother, had inherited a dental mutation similar to his own. Lucky for them that it was just their canine teeth that were abnormally sharp. Kurt could not help but stare. He had often wondered what his children would look like. And since he had met his Sturmliebe, he found himself wondering more often than usual. He soon noticed that those strangely familiar eyes were taking him in as well.
"Sie sind schön. (2)" Kurt muttered under his breath.
"Sie sind auch. (3)" Vash erupted before grabbing Kurt. "I am so happy!"
She was crying tears of happiness and squeezing him for all he was worth. Static, who was still transfixed on Storm, unleashed a joyful grin.
"Don't worry, Miss Storm," he said. "I won't jump you."
[In the Rec Room.]
Bobby limped into the room and took a seat next to Cannonball.
"The professor sure can kill a mood." Sam grumbled.
"So he got to you guys too?" Bobby asked.
"Did he?" Jubilee groaned. "I'll never be able to get rid of this fucking headache."
"We deserved worse than that." Rogue added.
"It was just a bet." Berzerker said rubbing the bridge between his eyes. "He acts as if we were plotting to kill someone."
"We were being terribly irresponsible," Amara began. "In my country we would have been locked out of the house for a month and forced to live off of bugs and small rodents."
"Well, yer country sucks!" Wolfsbane chuckled, but winced due to her massive migraine.
"And yours is any better?" Amara retorted.
"Amara is right." Rogue grumbled. "We should be locked out of the mansion and forced ta live off grasshoppers."
"Marie, calm down." Bobby moaned. "Haven't we been punished enough. We have learned our lesson, no more gambling."
Bobby's heartfelt comment didn't make Rogue feel any better. Perhaps it was the fact that he was still counting his winnings at the time.
"Now what are we suppose ta do fer fun 'round here?" Wolfsbane groaned.
"Well, I am kinda hungry," Jamie commented. "And eating is fun."
"Sure the hell is!" Berzerker said jumping to his feet. "Whose for hot- pockets and Doritos? (4)"
[Back In the Med Lab...]
Storm still had not been able to utter a single word after Vash's tear-filled introduction. She just sat in a chair and watched Kurt and Vashoba talk excitedly in German, she couldn't understand a word. Isaac walked over to her and sat down.
"Can't understand a word." He muttered. "Vash was always more interested in learning foreign languages than I was."
"She knows more than one?" Storm asked.
"Yeah, German, French, and Spanish." He answered. "She wanted to be just like him."
"They were close, then?" Storm asked.
"Yeah, they were."
Storm was still suspicious. There was something not quite right about what Isaac had just said and the way Vash reacted when she saw Kurt. It left a nagging question just waiting to be asked and answered.
"Isaac?"
"Yes, Miss Storm?"
"What happened to you and Vashoba?" Storm said searching for the right words. "What happened to Kurt and I?"
Static stared back at her like she had just stabbed him through the heart.
"I am sorry." She quickly countered. "It is just that-Does she always greet Kurt that way."
A warm smile softened Static's features.
"No." He answered. "It's just that it has been a long time since she's seen you guys last, is all."
Before Storm could say anything else, she noticed that Static's attention had returned to the couple of mutants that were sitting in the middle of the floor. She decided to continue her cross-examination at later time. Just then, Kurt and Vashoba rose from the floor and walked toward them
"Isaac," Kurt said. "I think that it is time that Vashoba met the others, ja? Besides, it is not good for her to stay cooped up is this place."
"But Doctor McCoy said-"
Before Static could begin to protest, Kurt raised a staying hand.
"If you truly are a Wagner than you know as well as I do that we heal better when we are allowed our freedom." Kurt explained.
"Ofcourse, Papa." Vash agreed as she grabbed her brother arm and led him out of the room.
Once they were gone, Storm turned to her so-called boyfriend and gave him a look of pure and utter disbelief.
"What?" was all Kurt could say.
"Papa?" She sputtered.
*****Author's Note*****
(1.) A father? I am too young. This cannot be truth.
(2.) You are beautiful.
(3.) You are also.
(4.) The lunch of all successful high school and college students a like.