"Welcome to Mutant High"
Ororo Munroe sat at her desk surveying her students. Static didn't seem to be having much trouble at all with her quiz on the Civil War. She had asked him if he would just like to wait quietly until the others had finished but he had insisted that the quiz would be a "breeze" and the he knew just about everything there was to know about the time period. She had agreed, walking away quite impressed that the boy seemed to share her appreciation for history. She later found herself wondering if he had inherited from her. She quickly pushed aside such a thought.
It was the thought of actually being a mother that scared Ororo the most. To be responsible for the upbringing of another human being just scared her to death and now she felt trapped. That was why she was being so short with Kurt, with the children. Amazingly neither of the twins pushed her to act motherly. They both referred to her as Miss Storm and treated her just as they did Scott or Logan. But their interaction with Kurt was a whole other story. They treated him like a father and he revealed in every moment of it. This is what truly freaked Ororo Munroe.
"A real future with Kurt; a house, kids, a dog?"
"Er-Miss Munroe?" a voice squeaked. "Miss Storm?"
Storm jumped back to the world of the living to find Bobby Drake staring at her with a worried look marring his usually carefree face.
"Um," he began. "Everyone is finished with their tests. What do we do now?"
"Oh." She squeaked and cleared her throat. "Homework. Yes, homework."
She sprang to her feet and walked over to the chalkboard; thoughts of domestic life returning.
"Maybe I should talk to Kurt. I mean he didn't do anything wrong. And the kids they didn't mean to cause any trouble. They're probably scared to death after everything that's happened. They're not bad kids, except for Vash's penchant for profanities. Apparently, Kurt and I did a good job. Yep, I should talk to Kurt. At lunch, yes talk to Kurt at lunch."
[Kurt's World Religion Class.]
Remy LeBeau shifted in his seat to get a better look at the girls at the table next to him. He was quite interested in one in particular, the somewhat feral girl with the long black hair. She was sitting with that girl with the skunk stripe.
"What's her name- Marie?"
He'd been trying to get the black haired girl's attention but had failed miserably. He opted instead to take the subtle approach, getting Marie's attention instead.
"Psst- Psst"
Marie shifted uncomfortably in her seat, trying her best to pay attention to Mister Wagner's lecture. Finally finding it impossible. She turned around sharply in the Cajun's direction and gave him a soul gripping stare.
"Write her a note already." She whispered angrily.
"Ah, a note." Remy thought. "Course."
"Merci, Marie." He replied in a hushed tone.
"Excuse Me." It was more of a statement than a request and it had the strong hint of a German accent.
"Uh oh, busted." Marie groaned softly. Remy heard her.
"Marie, I am surprised at you." Kurt began. "You usually are so attentive." He made sure to spare Remy a dirty glare.
"Ah'm sorry Mister Wagner." Marie replied sadly. "I promise it won't happen again." She repeated Kurt's dirty glare in Remy's direction.
Kurt returned to his lecture and Marie sunk down in her seat.
****
Vash struggled to catch up with Rogue after her short talk with her father.
"He's such a worry wart." Vash thought. "Of course I know who Quetzalcoatl** is"
Vash burst into uncontrolled laughter as she approached her friend.
"It's your fault, future gurl." Marie nearly yelled. "Dat Cajun was tryin' ta get at you. Ah know ya heard him. He ain't exactly subtle." Marie paused to laugh at herself.
"I see." Vash said mid laugh.
"Here this is for you." Marie handed Vash a folded piece of paper.
"What's this?" The dark haired girl asked.
"It's a note from you're lover boy. He said you could give him ya answer next period." Marie smiled. "Ya sure do work fast, huh, girly? He is cute though, if Ah wasn't wit Bobby Ah'd probably be all over him."
Vash gave an exasperated sigh.
"What's wrong wit you?" Marie asked. "If Ah had a hottie tryin ta get at me, Ah'd be a bit more excited."
"Old news." Vash stated plainly.
An evil grin crept across Marie's face.
"Yes, before you ask." Vash answered abruptly. "And no I don't want to talk about it."
"Seriously." Marie replied dumbfounded. "Wouldn't he have been like forty?"
"He was forty-three." Vash replied. "I'll see you at lunch." She said as she rounded the corner to her next class.
Marie stood completely still in the middle of the hall, mouth gapping and blocking traffic.
****
"That was some quiz, huh, Static" Bobby asked once they reached the hall. "You're mom's killer when it comes to those things."
"Yeah, it was a bit tricky." Static commented. "Did she seem a little off to you today?"
Bobby just smirked at the comment.
"She's been off since you guys got here." Jubilee chimed in.
Jubilee had been trying to catch up with the boys, Static especially, since the class was over. She promptly linked her arm with Static's and proceeded down the hall with them.
"You got next period with me, Static, my boy." She said with a bubble gum filled grin. "Dr. McCoy's Physical Science class."
"Joy." Static replied returning the grin. "See ya at lunch, Bob." He called back as the Asian girl continued to drag him down the hall.
"So Jubes," Static began. "How many classes do we have together?"
"All of them, of course." Jubilee said between gum pops.
"Wunderbar!"
****
[Doctor McCoy's Physical Science Class.]
Class hadn't begun yet and everyone was waiting for their teacher to arrive, he was notorious for being late. Most of the mutants that Static was familiar with seemed to converge in this particular class. Jubilee had told him how great Dr. Hank's science classes were and most of the kids tried their best to take at least one every semester. He noticed his sister sharing a lab table with Kitty Pryde over by the window. She didn't seem to be very interested in what was going on at the moment. Static also noticed Remy sneaking up from behind and smiled to himself.
"We're gonna be partners, ok." Jubilee stated.
The blue-eyed boy snapped back to attention. "But of course, my lady." He joked.
Vash stared out of the window; she barely registered Kitty's string of endless one-sided conversation. She didn't even notice Remy come up and ask Kitty to trade lab partners. She did however notice the smell change. It went from strawberry shampoo to cigarettes and some oddly pleasing cologne before she even knew it.
"Hi, Remy." She didn't even turn around.
"Hullo, chere."
She turned around to face the current bane of her existence.
"So, you bribe Kitty into switching partners?"
"Non," the red-eyed young man answered. "It didn't take much, once she saw who ma par'ner was."
Vash turned around to find Kitty sitting next to Piotr Rasputin and giggling sickeningly.
"It would seem she have a t'ing fo Russians." Remy offered with a smile nearly as feral as her own. "So ya read my note?"
Vash stared at the waiting Cajun before reaching in her pocket for the note. She let loose a giggle that Remy found oddly pleasing.
"You have got ta be fucking kidding me." She said before she began to read the note. "Do you like me? Circle One:" she read. "Yes or No." then burst into another giggle fit.
"Gambit take dat as a yes."
"Well Gambit would be wrong." Vash replied with a grin.
"Well Ah don't believe ya." Remy said his grin ever increasing. "Not after last night."
She felt the Cajun's hand creeping up her thighs in search of the increasingly warm area between them. She politely pinched his arm in response.
"Back off, Gumbo." She said that disturbing grin still in tact.
"Oww!" Remy screamed. "Ah like it rough, chere."
"Am I really gonna have ta but up wit you for the rest of the semester." Vash asked.
"It would seem like it." Remy said as the two of them turned around to find Kitty and Piotr talking excitedly.
"Fine, Cajun." She sighed. "Just keep your hands to yourself."
Just then, Doctor McCoy hurried into the room with a table full of lab equipment.
"Today," Hank began. "We are going to learn about electricity."
Static and Ray "Berzerker" Crisp sat up in their seats a little straighter at this announcement.
"Normally, I would just ask Mr. Crisp to assists me with this demonstration but now it would seem that we have two electrically inclined pupils among us." Hank continued. "Ray, Isaac, would you two mind?"
With that the two boys sprung from their seats and headed to the front of the class, much to Jubilee's disappointment.
"Okay, boys," Hank began. "First and foremost, let's refresh your fellow classmates about your individual gifts. Ray?"
"Well," the odd haired blonde began. "As you guys probably already know, I can- How did you say that Hank?"
"Generate pulsing bolts of-" Hank finished.
"Electrical energy." Berzerker finished.
"And Isaac." Hank motioned to the dark haired mutant.
"Well, my name is Isaac." Static said grinning. "And I can create as well as channel electrical current throughout my body."
"And we have just recently discovered that young Isaac is also capable of creating very impressive electromagnetic fields." Hank added.
"Fascinating." Jubilee interjected.
"Indeed." Hank replied. "Okay boys, now for the show."
Class preceded with many electrical demos and an interesting lecture about the boys more productive uses of the energy source. The class ending with a pop quiz on electrical circuits.
"Okay, class dismissed." Hank said trying to be heard over the class. "Next time we will focus on sound waves, right Theresa?"
"Sure," the sonically inclined mutant chimed in.
Jubilee honed in on her prey and pounced.
"Time for lunch, my precious." Jubes snickered after doing her best Gollum impression.
"You are persistent, aren't you?" Static smiled in return.
They locked arms and headed out of the door.
"So," Remy began as he interlaced his fingers with Vash's. "How 'bout lunch?"
"Fine, Cajun. Fine!" she gave in.
This exchange caught the attention of a young Mister Crisp.
"Fucking, Cajun." He muttered bitterly.
"Huh?" Jamie Madrox asked completely confused.
"Nothing, Jamie!" he replied, half biting the young mutant's head off. "C'mon, it's time for lunch."
**Quetzalcoatl-The head god in Aztec religion. Or so I read.
Ororo Munroe sat at her desk surveying her students. Static didn't seem to be having much trouble at all with her quiz on the Civil War. She had asked him if he would just like to wait quietly until the others had finished but he had insisted that the quiz would be a "breeze" and the he knew just about everything there was to know about the time period. She had agreed, walking away quite impressed that the boy seemed to share her appreciation for history. She later found herself wondering if he had inherited from her. She quickly pushed aside such a thought.
It was the thought of actually being a mother that scared Ororo the most. To be responsible for the upbringing of another human being just scared her to death and now she felt trapped. That was why she was being so short with Kurt, with the children. Amazingly neither of the twins pushed her to act motherly. They both referred to her as Miss Storm and treated her just as they did Scott or Logan. But their interaction with Kurt was a whole other story. They treated him like a father and he revealed in every moment of it. This is what truly freaked Ororo Munroe.
"A real future with Kurt; a house, kids, a dog?"
"Er-Miss Munroe?" a voice squeaked. "Miss Storm?"
Storm jumped back to the world of the living to find Bobby Drake staring at her with a worried look marring his usually carefree face.
"Um," he began. "Everyone is finished with their tests. What do we do now?"
"Oh." She squeaked and cleared her throat. "Homework. Yes, homework."
She sprang to her feet and walked over to the chalkboard; thoughts of domestic life returning.
"Maybe I should talk to Kurt. I mean he didn't do anything wrong. And the kids they didn't mean to cause any trouble. They're probably scared to death after everything that's happened. They're not bad kids, except for Vash's penchant for profanities. Apparently, Kurt and I did a good job. Yep, I should talk to Kurt. At lunch, yes talk to Kurt at lunch."
[Kurt's World Religion Class.]
Remy LeBeau shifted in his seat to get a better look at the girls at the table next to him. He was quite interested in one in particular, the somewhat feral girl with the long black hair. She was sitting with that girl with the skunk stripe.
"What's her name- Marie?"
He'd been trying to get the black haired girl's attention but had failed miserably. He opted instead to take the subtle approach, getting Marie's attention instead.
"Psst- Psst"
Marie shifted uncomfortably in her seat, trying her best to pay attention to Mister Wagner's lecture. Finally finding it impossible. She turned around sharply in the Cajun's direction and gave him a soul gripping stare.
"Write her a note already." She whispered angrily.
"Ah, a note." Remy thought. "Course."
"Merci, Marie." He replied in a hushed tone.
"Excuse Me." It was more of a statement than a request and it had the strong hint of a German accent.
"Uh oh, busted." Marie groaned softly. Remy heard her.
"Marie, I am surprised at you." Kurt began. "You usually are so attentive." He made sure to spare Remy a dirty glare.
"Ah'm sorry Mister Wagner." Marie replied sadly. "I promise it won't happen again." She repeated Kurt's dirty glare in Remy's direction.
Kurt returned to his lecture and Marie sunk down in her seat.
****
Vash struggled to catch up with Rogue after her short talk with her father.
"He's such a worry wart." Vash thought. "Of course I know who Quetzalcoatl** is"
Vash burst into uncontrolled laughter as she approached her friend.
"It's your fault, future gurl." Marie nearly yelled. "Dat Cajun was tryin' ta get at you. Ah know ya heard him. He ain't exactly subtle." Marie paused to laugh at herself.
"I see." Vash said mid laugh.
"Here this is for you." Marie handed Vash a folded piece of paper.
"What's this?" The dark haired girl asked.
"It's a note from you're lover boy. He said you could give him ya answer next period." Marie smiled. "Ya sure do work fast, huh, girly? He is cute though, if Ah wasn't wit Bobby Ah'd probably be all over him."
Vash gave an exasperated sigh.
"What's wrong wit you?" Marie asked. "If Ah had a hottie tryin ta get at me, Ah'd be a bit more excited."
"Old news." Vash stated plainly.
An evil grin crept across Marie's face.
"Yes, before you ask." Vash answered abruptly. "And no I don't want to talk about it."
"Seriously." Marie replied dumbfounded. "Wouldn't he have been like forty?"
"He was forty-three." Vash replied. "I'll see you at lunch." She said as she rounded the corner to her next class.
Marie stood completely still in the middle of the hall, mouth gapping and blocking traffic.
****
"That was some quiz, huh, Static" Bobby asked once they reached the hall. "You're mom's killer when it comes to those things."
"Yeah, it was a bit tricky." Static commented. "Did she seem a little off to you today?"
Bobby just smirked at the comment.
"She's been off since you guys got here." Jubilee chimed in.
Jubilee had been trying to catch up with the boys, Static especially, since the class was over. She promptly linked her arm with Static's and proceeded down the hall with them.
"You got next period with me, Static, my boy." She said with a bubble gum filled grin. "Dr. McCoy's Physical Science class."
"Joy." Static replied returning the grin. "See ya at lunch, Bob." He called back as the Asian girl continued to drag him down the hall.
"So Jubes," Static began. "How many classes do we have together?"
"All of them, of course." Jubilee said between gum pops.
"Wunderbar!"
****
[Doctor McCoy's Physical Science Class.]
Class hadn't begun yet and everyone was waiting for their teacher to arrive, he was notorious for being late. Most of the mutants that Static was familiar with seemed to converge in this particular class. Jubilee had told him how great Dr. Hank's science classes were and most of the kids tried their best to take at least one every semester. He noticed his sister sharing a lab table with Kitty Pryde over by the window. She didn't seem to be very interested in what was going on at the moment. Static also noticed Remy sneaking up from behind and smiled to himself.
"We're gonna be partners, ok." Jubilee stated.
The blue-eyed boy snapped back to attention. "But of course, my lady." He joked.
Vash stared out of the window; she barely registered Kitty's string of endless one-sided conversation. She didn't even notice Remy come up and ask Kitty to trade lab partners. She did however notice the smell change. It went from strawberry shampoo to cigarettes and some oddly pleasing cologne before she even knew it.
"Hi, Remy." She didn't even turn around.
"Hullo, chere."
She turned around to face the current bane of her existence.
"So, you bribe Kitty into switching partners?"
"Non," the red-eyed young man answered. "It didn't take much, once she saw who ma par'ner was."
Vash turned around to find Kitty sitting next to Piotr Rasputin and giggling sickeningly.
"It would seem she have a t'ing fo Russians." Remy offered with a smile nearly as feral as her own. "So ya read my note?"
Vash stared at the waiting Cajun before reaching in her pocket for the note. She let loose a giggle that Remy found oddly pleasing.
"You have got ta be fucking kidding me." She said before she began to read the note. "Do you like me? Circle One:" she read. "Yes or No." then burst into another giggle fit.
"Gambit take dat as a yes."
"Well Gambit would be wrong." Vash replied with a grin.
"Well Ah don't believe ya." Remy said his grin ever increasing. "Not after last night."
She felt the Cajun's hand creeping up her thighs in search of the increasingly warm area between them. She politely pinched his arm in response.
"Back off, Gumbo." She said that disturbing grin still in tact.
"Oww!" Remy screamed. "Ah like it rough, chere."
"Am I really gonna have ta but up wit you for the rest of the semester." Vash asked.
"It would seem like it." Remy said as the two of them turned around to find Kitty and Piotr talking excitedly.
"Fine, Cajun." She sighed. "Just keep your hands to yourself."
Just then, Doctor McCoy hurried into the room with a table full of lab equipment.
"Today," Hank began. "We are going to learn about electricity."
Static and Ray "Berzerker" Crisp sat up in their seats a little straighter at this announcement.
"Normally, I would just ask Mr. Crisp to assists me with this demonstration but now it would seem that we have two electrically inclined pupils among us." Hank continued. "Ray, Isaac, would you two mind?"
With that the two boys sprung from their seats and headed to the front of the class, much to Jubilee's disappointment.
"Okay, boys," Hank began. "First and foremost, let's refresh your fellow classmates about your individual gifts. Ray?"
"Well," the odd haired blonde began. "As you guys probably already know, I can- How did you say that Hank?"
"Generate pulsing bolts of-" Hank finished.
"Electrical energy." Berzerker finished.
"And Isaac." Hank motioned to the dark haired mutant.
"Well, my name is Isaac." Static said grinning. "And I can create as well as channel electrical current throughout my body."
"And we have just recently discovered that young Isaac is also capable of creating very impressive electromagnetic fields." Hank added.
"Fascinating." Jubilee interjected.
"Indeed." Hank replied. "Okay boys, now for the show."
Class preceded with many electrical demos and an interesting lecture about the boys more productive uses of the energy source. The class ending with a pop quiz on electrical circuits.
"Okay, class dismissed." Hank said trying to be heard over the class. "Next time we will focus on sound waves, right Theresa?"
"Sure," the sonically inclined mutant chimed in.
Jubilee honed in on her prey and pounced.
"Time for lunch, my precious." Jubes snickered after doing her best Gollum impression.
"You are persistent, aren't you?" Static smiled in return.
They locked arms and headed out of the door.
"So," Remy began as he interlaced his fingers with Vash's. "How 'bout lunch?"
"Fine, Cajun. Fine!" she gave in.
This exchange caught the attention of a young Mister Crisp.
"Fucking, Cajun." He muttered bitterly.
"Huh?" Jamie Madrox asked completely confused.
"Nothing, Jamie!" he replied, half biting the young mutant's head off. "C'mon, it's time for lunch."
**Quetzalcoatl-The head god in Aztec religion. Or so I read.