I'm just gonna do the next how ever many chapters right now, k?
Disclaimer: I don't own the X-Men and I didn't make up the German words,
they're too hard for me.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Ich Bin In Ein Kafig! I Am In A Cage!
Kurt groaned and looked up. Bars. Bars! The German boy began to panic.
"[Get me out of here!]" he screamed in his native language.
"[I don't belong in here! Get me out! Get me out!]" he grabbed hold of the bars and began to shake them, panicked out about being in a cage.
"Its like, okay fuzzy!" a soft voice assured him. "Like, we're all here too."
Kurt's amber eyes looked around franctically for the source of the voice.
"Katzchen!" he cried. He tried to reach his hand through the bars to touch Kitty's hand.
"Its okay fuzzy," Kitty soothed. "We're like, gonna get out of here soon."
"I wish I had a pack of cards in my pocket," Jubilee grumbled. "I'm bored."
"I wonder what they're going to do with us," Timothy sniffed and he sat up and pressed his face to the bars.
"Hey Timmy, I know this sounds stupid, but can you stick you're whole head out of the bars?" Bobby asked.
Timothy stared at him for a moment then shrugged.
"I can try," he muttered. He closed his eyes and pressed his head to the bars again.
"Its no use!" he cried when his head wouldn't fit through the evenly spaced bars.
"Try again," Bobby urged him.
"Its not working!" Timothy yelled at his friend. "Its not working okay?!?"
"Try one more time?" Bobby asked.
"Its not working! We're not getting out of here! Ever! Do you here me? They've probably forgot all about us and are never coming!" Timothy shrieked.
Two men in lab coats had charged into the room and had readied a needle to calm Timothy down. The small boy shrunk against the far part of the cage, out of the men's reach.
The taller man growled and took a key from the wall and unlocked Timothy's cage. As soon as the cage door was opened Timothy charged at the men and landed on the floor of the lab.
"Morph!" Bobby yelled.
Timothy pulled all his anger into one spot and began to grow.
"You're a giant!" Jennifer squeaked, staring at the ten foot tall boy.
Timothy snarled and grabbed the men by their coats.
"Get my friends out of there," he told them.
"Go Timtim!" Jubilee laughed when she was released from her cage. She fired up an energy ball and blasted here cage. "Hehehe!" she laughed as the metal bars twisted and crumpled from the blast.
Kurt just held onto Kitty and hugged her tight when he was let out of his cage.
"Fuzzy," Kitty whispered. "You can like, let me go now."
Kurt blushed and released his friend.
"How do we get out of here?" Timothy asked once he and Bobby had shoved the scientists into one of the cages.
Bobby's eyes were closed. He was sending a mental message to the professor.
"Just sit tight for now," he replied, opening his eyes again. "The professor will send someone as soon as he can."
Sorry! I tried to use all German words but at age fourteen, its a little teensey bit hard to figure out the correct version of 'get' when there are no less than twenty definitions for it! Gah!
Chapter Twenty-Two
Ich Bin In Ein Kafig! I Am In A Cage!
Kurt groaned and looked up. Bars. Bars! The German boy began to panic.
"[Get me out of here!]" he screamed in his native language.
"[I don't belong in here! Get me out! Get me out!]" he grabbed hold of the bars and began to shake them, panicked out about being in a cage.
"Its like, okay fuzzy!" a soft voice assured him. "Like, we're all here too."
Kurt's amber eyes looked around franctically for the source of the voice.
"Katzchen!" he cried. He tried to reach his hand through the bars to touch Kitty's hand.
"Its okay fuzzy," Kitty soothed. "We're like, gonna get out of here soon."
"I wish I had a pack of cards in my pocket," Jubilee grumbled. "I'm bored."
"I wonder what they're going to do with us," Timothy sniffed and he sat up and pressed his face to the bars.
"Hey Timmy, I know this sounds stupid, but can you stick you're whole head out of the bars?" Bobby asked.
Timothy stared at him for a moment then shrugged.
"I can try," he muttered. He closed his eyes and pressed his head to the bars again.
"Its no use!" he cried when his head wouldn't fit through the evenly spaced bars.
"Try again," Bobby urged him.
"Its not working!" Timothy yelled at his friend. "Its not working okay?!?"
"Try one more time?" Bobby asked.
"Its not working! We're not getting out of here! Ever! Do you here me? They've probably forgot all about us and are never coming!" Timothy shrieked.
Two men in lab coats had charged into the room and had readied a needle to calm Timothy down. The small boy shrunk against the far part of the cage, out of the men's reach.
The taller man growled and took a key from the wall and unlocked Timothy's cage. As soon as the cage door was opened Timothy charged at the men and landed on the floor of the lab.
"Morph!" Bobby yelled.
Timothy pulled all his anger into one spot and began to grow.
"You're a giant!" Jennifer squeaked, staring at the ten foot tall boy.
Timothy snarled and grabbed the men by their coats.
"Get my friends out of there," he told them.
"Go Timtim!" Jubilee laughed when she was released from her cage. She fired up an energy ball and blasted here cage. "Hehehe!" she laughed as the metal bars twisted and crumpled from the blast.
Kurt just held onto Kitty and hugged her tight when he was let out of his cage.
"Fuzzy," Kitty whispered. "You can like, let me go now."
Kurt blushed and released his friend.
"How do we get out of here?" Timothy asked once he and Bobby had shoved the scientists into one of the cages.
Bobby's eyes were closed. He was sending a mental message to the professor.
"Just sit tight for now," he replied, opening his eyes again. "The professor will send someone as soon as he can."
Sorry! I tried to use all German words but at age fourteen, its a little teensey bit hard to figure out the correct version of 'get' when there are no less than twenty definitions for it! Gah!