"APFFFTTT!!"
Jubilee pinched her nose shut in a vain effort to halt the mighty wind that was determined to eject itself from it's allergy-ridden host.
"...Not allowed to smoke... shouldn't be allowed to have cats... SOME one has a cat in here..."
As one hand reached for a tissue, the other sparkled slightly every few seconds, crackling in fury at it's masters inconvenient misery.
The youngest mutant in Professor X's School for the Gifted dabbed angrily at her weepy eyes and marched into her bathroom. She glared at her puffy reflection, yanking open the mirrored cabinet and popped a few Benadryls.
"HETCHEEW!! Uhhhggg... I think I now officially hate sneezing..."
Slamming the cabinet door, then trying a bit more gently so that the magnet would actually catch, she squealed girlishly and launched a meager firework at the extra face staring back at her. This did her little good, as the person in the reflection was not a shape-shifting mirror, but was actually behind her.
The allergy-muddled mind of the normally agile girl left her an easy target for the black-cloaked creature, and she slumped unceremoniously to the ground, banging her chin on the sink for good measure under the villain's unseen glare.
Jubilee pinched her nose shut in a vain effort to halt the mighty wind that was determined to eject itself from it's allergy-ridden host.
"...Not allowed to smoke... shouldn't be allowed to have cats... SOME one has a cat in here..."
As one hand reached for a tissue, the other sparkled slightly every few seconds, crackling in fury at it's masters inconvenient misery.
The youngest mutant in Professor X's School for the Gifted dabbed angrily at her weepy eyes and marched into her bathroom. She glared at her puffy reflection, yanking open the mirrored cabinet and popped a few Benadryls.
"HETCHEEW!! Uhhhggg... I think I now officially hate sneezing..."
Slamming the cabinet door, then trying a bit more gently so that the magnet would actually catch, she squealed girlishly and launched a meager firework at the extra face staring back at her. This did her little good, as the person in the reflection was not a shape-shifting mirror, but was actually behind her.
The allergy-muddled mind of the normally agile girl left her an easy target for the black-cloaked creature, and she slumped unceremoniously to the ground, banging her chin on the sink for good measure under the villain's unseen glare.