A/N: like I said, I'm SO FRIGGEN SORRY. I know I hate when people say "I'll post" and then ditch me for ages but I have a lengthy and viable excuse! I'm just too lazy to type it. SORRY.
"JA-MIE!!!" Kitty shouted up the stairs. Jamie fell out of his bed and landed on the floor with a thump. Four dupes circled around him, each getting up to follow Kitty's call. Jamie picked himself up, grabbed and reabsorbed three of them before they could leave the room. He found that he had been reabsorbing dupes more often then he was used to. This may have been because he had needed so many of them around back in New Mexico. However, after two weeks of living at the Institute he still produced a dupe at every pinch, bump, and poke.
The fourth dupe had stopped at the door. He turned back to Jamie and said with a sigh, "We are such a klutz."
Jamie nodded sympathetically and reabsorbed the dupe before running down to where Kitty was standing.
"Hey Multiple." She said with a grin, "The rest of the new recruits will be here in, like, a couple hours so you better get breakfast early. Today's going to be busy and I think Kurt's going to, like, wake up any minute and then you'll never get anything to eat. Plus Wolvie want's to talk to you about something. He, like, says you should come see him after you eat."
Jamie returned her grin and ran off to the kitchen, which was totally empty except for Rogue.
"Hey, Ro'" he greeted. Rogue simply nodded her head towards him, not even looking up from her vampire novel. Jamie had found that he and Rogue had developed a friendship. One of the few he had since his mother left. She didn't talk much, but Jamie talked enough for both of them, and Rogue always had time to sit and listen.
"Do you want some orange juice?" he asked her, opening the fridge and looking for something edible.
"Nah." She said, finishing the chapter and putting her book down on the table, "Is there any milk?"
"Nope!" He said, knowing it would sound way too perky to Rogue's ears, "Evan drank it all."
Rogue sighed, "That boy and his freaking moojuice shit." She grumbled.
Jamie chuckled. He wasn't nearly as disturbed by Rogue's language as Scott always seemed to think.
"I think Ororo's going shopping today to get ready for the new people's raging appetites." He said, pouring two glasses of orange juice and handing one to Rogue, who accepted it with a smile and a vague "Mph."
Jamie moved to a seat next to Rogue and was getting ready to enjoy a nice, quiet, glass of orange juice with his best (and only, really) friend other then his dupes. Scratch that, his dupes were annoying as hell. But, sadly, his peace and quiet were not long lived. A great bellowing, "SQUIRT!" could be heard from the neither regions of the mansion. Logan must have decided he had enough time to eat.
Jamie groaned and stood, but before he could move a gloved hand snapped out and grabbed him by the wrist. The shock of having Rogue, who touched no one even with gloves, squeezing the life out of his arm made a dupe pop into existence.
"You haven't finished eating." Rogue said, "And you won't get another chance. Go get cereal and eat it. Now."
Jamie rolled his eyes. Rogue was like the mother who never left; she just couldn't stand to see him skip a meal. Of course, Wolverine couldn't stand to be ignored. A difficult situation indeed, unless your name happened to be Multiple.
"You." Jamie said to. . . Jamie, "Eat my breakfast." The dupe nodded and sat down with a bowl of Lucky Charms and Jamie ran off ignoring Rogue screaming, "That doesn't count!" after him.
Hopping into the Danger Room, which was something like Wolverine's unofficial office, Jamie was glad to find that Logan had not set up any holograms or exercise equipment. This was a 'talk only' meeting, thank god.
Wolverine had always seemed a little intimidating to Jamie. Ok, so the man scared the crap out of him. The point was that Jamie couldn't say a word to the short scary mutant to save his life. So he just walked up to Logan and looked hopeful.
"Listen Short Stuff," Logan said, using the nicknames he only used on Kitty and Jamie, "The new recruits will be here in about half an hour. You'll be training with them, showing them around, and spending most of your other time with them so be on your best behavior. No joking around. Be responsible. Got it?"
Jamie nodded enthusiastically, glad that he wasn't going to be chewed out for something."
"I also heard that you got a detention on your first day of school." Logan growled.
Jamie gulped, "Ye...Yeah."
"Don't let it happen again. Two hours of Danger Room training on Saturday." Logan then nodded a curt dismissal and stalked out of the Danger Room.
Jamie groaned and trotted out the doors. He could finish his breakfast with Rogue, and would probably be able to avoid Wolverine until the scheduled session.
When Jamie returned to the kitchen, he found one furry blue mutant covered in cereal, one apoplectic looking mutant with red glasses and a banana peel on his head, and five spikes embedded in the wall with the responsible mutant nowhere to be seen. Rogue had left. Jamie sighed.
"Hey! Jamie!" Kurt cried, "Vould you like something to eat?"
Even though he was starting to get hungry, Jamie politely shook his head. Anything he ate at this point would come in contact with Kurt's fur, the walls, or Scott's head, none of which he wanted in his mouth.
"Suite you self." Kurt said, grabbing an apple and bamfing out of the kitchen to finish it in peace. Scott pulled the banana peel off his head and tossed it in the garbage and then started to sweep the spilled cereal on the table into a little pile with his hands. Jamie poured himself another glass of orange juice, ignoring the real food for a moment, and sat down to watch Scott clean up.
"Jamie," Scott said dumping a handful of Corn Flakes in the trash and starting on the dishes, "The New Recruits are going to be coming today and I want you to be on your best behavior. We want to give them a good impression and plus, you'll be going to all training sessions with them. Be responsible and don't make too many dupes when you're first meeting them. It can be. . .confusing."
Jamie nodded to Scott the same way he had to Logan. It bugged him that he had gotten the same speech in a five-minute period, the only difference being six adamantium claws. But he said nothing to Scott about that and kept nodding, hoping he wouldn't have to comment.
Scott gave a pleased smile and left the room quickly without another word.
"Well that was rude." said Jamie who had walked up beside Jamie while he was being talked at.
"Scott's got a lot of stuff on his mind." Said Jamie the First, "You know the New Recruits are coming today."
"So I heard." said Jamie the Second, "Over and over and over and over. . ."
"Have you finished our breakfast yet?" Jamie the First interrupted.
Jamie the second didn't deign to reply and went off to watch TV, mentally telling Jamie the First that no, he did not want to be reabsorbed right now thankyouverymuch.
Jamie (the First) gazed mournfully at the retreating back of his dupe. The dupe in question stubbed his toe on the door jam and yelled "OWCH!" so loud it could be heard in China. Jamie the Second, Third, Fourth, and Fifth went to the den to watch Cartoon Network. Jamie was left alone with a glass of orange juice.
Rogue entered the den intent upon a nice, quiet viewing of Saturday Night Live on a nice, quiet Wednesday morning. What she got was four Jamies jostling for position on the couch and arguing over whether to watch Johnny Bravo or Yu-Gi-Oh and one (possibly the original, she though) sitting on the floor calmly drinking orange juice and watching Bugs Bunny.
"Hi Jamie." She said, mentally waving goodbye to her TV time.
All movement stopped and the Jamies looked up at her at the exact same moment.
"Hi Rogue! They cried."
"Did you know the New Recruits are coming today?" asked one Jamie, earning a glared from a couple of the others.
"So I heard," She replied, "I wanted to remind you to be careful when were meeting them. They only need one of you to show them around ok?" All of the Jamies nodded gazing raptly at her face. She knew they weren't listening.
"Remember, be responsible." The Jamie with the orange juice looked slightly annoyed and Rogue thought back on what she had just said. "What the hell." She muttered, "I think I've absorbed Scott one to many times. Do whatever the hell you want squirt."
Jamie grinned, at least Rogue realized how stupid the 'be responsible' speech was. It wasn't like he was getting a puppy.
The Jamies were getting back to their couch-fight and Rogue and Orange Juice Jamie (who she was pretty sure was the original) had settled back to watch the couch-fight when a loud noise interrupted the fun.
"We're under attack!" screamed one Jamie, flinging himself on the floor.
"DOORBELL!" shouted another
"I got it!" all five exclaimed at the same time.
Rogue watch in horror as five Jamies jumped up to get to the door, tripping over each other on the way and creating three others. She breathed a sigh of relief when she heard Kitty cry from the hallway.
"Like, THEY'RE HERE!"
And that is chapter four. Still no beta... Will you be my beta??? *puppy dog eyes*
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"JA-MIE!!!" Kitty shouted up the stairs. Jamie fell out of his bed and landed on the floor with a thump. Four dupes circled around him, each getting up to follow Kitty's call. Jamie picked himself up, grabbed and reabsorbed three of them before they could leave the room. He found that he had been reabsorbing dupes more often then he was used to. This may have been because he had needed so many of them around back in New Mexico. However, after two weeks of living at the Institute he still produced a dupe at every pinch, bump, and poke.
The fourth dupe had stopped at the door. He turned back to Jamie and said with a sigh, "We are such a klutz."
Jamie nodded sympathetically and reabsorbed the dupe before running down to where Kitty was standing.
"Hey Multiple." She said with a grin, "The rest of the new recruits will be here in, like, a couple hours so you better get breakfast early. Today's going to be busy and I think Kurt's going to, like, wake up any minute and then you'll never get anything to eat. Plus Wolvie want's to talk to you about something. He, like, says you should come see him after you eat."
Jamie returned her grin and ran off to the kitchen, which was totally empty except for Rogue.
"Hey, Ro'" he greeted. Rogue simply nodded her head towards him, not even looking up from her vampire novel. Jamie had found that he and Rogue had developed a friendship. One of the few he had since his mother left. She didn't talk much, but Jamie talked enough for both of them, and Rogue always had time to sit and listen.
"Do you want some orange juice?" he asked her, opening the fridge and looking for something edible.
"Nah." She said, finishing the chapter and putting her book down on the table, "Is there any milk?"
"Nope!" He said, knowing it would sound way too perky to Rogue's ears, "Evan drank it all."
Rogue sighed, "That boy and his freaking moojuice shit." She grumbled.
Jamie chuckled. He wasn't nearly as disturbed by Rogue's language as Scott always seemed to think.
"I think Ororo's going shopping today to get ready for the new people's raging appetites." He said, pouring two glasses of orange juice and handing one to Rogue, who accepted it with a smile and a vague "Mph."
Jamie moved to a seat next to Rogue and was getting ready to enjoy a nice, quiet, glass of orange juice with his best (and only, really) friend other then his dupes. Scratch that, his dupes were annoying as hell. But, sadly, his peace and quiet were not long lived. A great bellowing, "SQUIRT!" could be heard from the neither regions of the mansion. Logan must have decided he had enough time to eat.
Jamie groaned and stood, but before he could move a gloved hand snapped out and grabbed him by the wrist. The shock of having Rogue, who touched no one even with gloves, squeezing the life out of his arm made a dupe pop into existence.
"You haven't finished eating." Rogue said, "And you won't get another chance. Go get cereal and eat it. Now."
Jamie rolled his eyes. Rogue was like the mother who never left; she just couldn't stand to see him skip a meal. Of course, Wolverine couldn't stand to be ignored. A difficult situation indeed, unless your name happened to be Multiple.
"You." Jamie said to. . . Jamie, "Eat my breakfast." The dupe nodded and sat down with a bowl of Lucky Charms and Jamie ran off ignoring Rogue screaming, "That doesn't count!" after him.
Hopping into the Danger Room, which was something like Wolverine's unofficial office, Jamie was glad to find that Logan had not set up any holograms or exercise equipment. This was a 'talk only' meeting, thank god.
Wolverine had always seemed a little intimidating to Jamie. Ok, so the man scared the crap out of him. The point was that Jamie couldn't say a word to the short scary mutant to save his life. So he just walked up to Logan and looked hopeful.
"Listen Short Stuff," Logan said, using the nicknames he only used on Kitty and Jamie, "The new recruits will be here in about half an hour. You'll be training with them, showing them around, and spending most of your other time with them so be on your best behavior. No joking around. Be responsible. Got it?"
Jamie nodded enthusiastically, glad that he wasn't going to be chewed out for something."
"I also heard that you got a detention on your first day of school." Logan growled.
Jamie gulped, "Ye...Yeah."
"Don't let it happen again. Two hours of Danger Room training on Saturday." Logan then nodded a curt dismissal and stalked out of the Danger Room.
Jamie groaned and trotted out the doors. He could finish his breakfast with Rogue, and would probably be able to avoid Wolverine until the scheduled session.
When Jamie returned to the kitchen, he found one furry blue mutant covered in cereal, one apoplectic looking mutant with red glasses and a banana peel on his head, and five spikes embedded in the wall with the responsible mutant nowhere to be seen. Rogue had left. Jamie sighed.
"Hey! Jamie!" Kurt cried, "Vould you like something to eat?"
Even though he was starting to get hungry, Jamie politely shook his head. Anything he ate at this point would come in contact with Kurt's fur, the walls, or Scott's head, none of which he wanted in his mouth.
"Suite you self." Kurt said, grabbing an apple and bamfing out of the kitchen to finish it in peace. Scott pulled the banana peel off his head and tossed it in the garbage and then started to sweep the spilled cereal on the table into a little pile with his hands. Jamie poured himself another glass of orange juice, ignoring the real food for a moment, and sat down to watch Scott clean up.
"Jamie," Scott said dumping a handful of Corn Flakes in the trash and starting on the dishes, "The New Recruits are going to be coming today and I want you to be on your best behavior. We want to give them a good impression and plus, you'll be going to all training sessions with them. Be responsible and don't make too many dupes when you're first meeting them. It can be. . .confusing."
Jamie nodded to Scott the same way he had to Logan. It bugged him that he had gotten the same speech in a five-minute period, the only difference being six adamantium claws. But he said nothing to Scott about that and kept nodding, hoping he wouldn't have to comment.
Scott gave a pleased smile and left the room quickly without another word.
"Well that was rude." said Jamie who had walked up beside Jamie while he was being talked at.
"Scott's got a lot of stuff on his mind." Said Jamie the First, "You know the New Recruits are coming today."
"So I heard." said Jamie the Second, "Over and over and over and over. . ."
"Have you finished our breakfast yet?" Jamie the First interrupted.
Jamie the second didn't deign to reply and went off to watch TV, mentally telling Jamie the First that no, he did not want to be reabsorbed right now thankyouverymuch.
Jamie (the First) gazed mournfully at the retreating back of his dupe. The dupe in question stubbed his toe on the door jam and yelled "OWCH!" so loud it could be heard in China. Jamie the Second, Third, Fourth, and Fifth went to the den to watch Cartoon Network. Jamie was left alone with a glass of orange juice.
Rogue entered the den intent upon a nice, quiet viewing of Saturday Night Live on a nice, quiet Wednesday morning. What she got was four Jamies jostling for position on the couch and arguing over whether to watch Johnny Bravo or Yu-Gi-Oh and one (possibly the original, she though) sitting on the floor calmly drinking orange juice and watching Bugs Bunny.
"Hi Jamie." She said, mentally waving goodbye to her TV time.
All movement stopped and the Jamies looked up at her at the exact same moment.
"Hi Rogue! They cried."
"Did you know the New Recruits are coming today?" asked one Jamie, earning a glared from a couple of the others.
"So I heard," She replied, "I wanted to remind you to be careful when were meeting them. They only need one of you to show them around ok?" All of the Jamies nodded gazing raptly at her face. She knew they weren't listening.
"Remember, be responsible." The Jamie with the orange juice looked slightly annoyed and Rogue thought back on what she had just said. "What the hell." She muttered, "I think I've absorbed Scott one to many times. Do whatever the hell you want squirt."
Jamie grinned, at least Rogue realized how stupid the 'be responsible' speech was. It wasn't like he was getting a puppy.
The Jamies were getting back to their couch-fight and Rogue and Orange Juice Jamie (who she was pretty sure was the original) had settled back to watch the couch-fight when a loud noise interrupted the fun.
"We're under attack!" screamed one Jamie, flinging himself on the floor.
"DOORBELL!" shouted another
"I got it!" all five exclaimed at the same time.
Rogue watch in horror as five Jamies jumped up to get to the door, tripping over each other on the way and creating three others. She breathed a sigh of relief when she heard Kitty cry from the hallway.
"Like, THEY'RE HERE!"
And that is chapter four. Still no beta... Will you be my beta??? *puppy dog eyes*
Review or I will be forced to take legal action.