Kurt sighed as he woke up. Right now, he felt that he could have slept forever quite cheerfully, but someone outside his room apparently had other ideas.
"Kurt! Wake up! You're gonna be late for school!" yelled Evan, pounding on the door with his fist. To his surprise, Ororo stopped him, saying, "Kurt is unwell at the moment. He has been excused from school by the professor until he gets better."
"Man, some folks get all the luck," Evan muttered as he made his way downstairs. Ororo shook her head as she glanced back at Kurt's door. Should she check on him, or would it be better to let him sleep?
Let him sleep, Ororo. His energy levels are extremely low, and he needs to replenish them, the professor told her. Ororo nodded, and followed her nephew downstairs.
"Hey, where's Kurt?" asked Rogue. "Ah've never known him ta be late for a meal."
"Kurt isn't very well," Jean said. "He's going to be eating later."
"Fine. Just so long as I don't have to, like, be nice to him just 'coz he's sick," Kitty grumbled. Jean sighed mentally, but didn't let her exasperation show.
"He'll buy you another copy of that CD, Kitty, and you know that he is very sorry for what he did to you."
"Huh?" asked Evan.
"That fuzzy elf tried to kill me!" shrieked Kitty.
"Hey, way to go Kurt!" exclaimed Rogue. Kitty glared at her, while Evan snickered into his glass of juice.
"I mean he really tried to kill me," Kitty explained. "As in, went totally wacko and started attacking me for no reason at all!"
"Ah thank he's got a good rayson," Rogue snapped. "Ahfter ahl, ayven Kurt mus' get mi'hty bored of your whingin' on abaht everthang."
Kitty glared daggers at Rogue. Evan finished his juice quickly, and ran for the door. "I'm outta here! See ya later, Aunt Ororo," he called over his shoulder. Ororo smiled slightly, and sent a gust of wind to close the door after him. Then she looked over at the table, and remarked quietly, "I believe that you should all be going to school as well."
Jean nodded thankfully, picking up her bag and heading for the door. Scott followed, and the two teenage girls walked after him, still arguing loudly.
Ororo sat down again. "Finally, some peace and quiet," she murmured – and then Logan stuck his head around the door.
"Have you seen the elf anywhere?"
(AN: I know, my attempts at accents suck. This is a major piece of nothing, but I'm trying, alright?! And I needed to establish a few points in this. I will get back to having an actual plot soon, promise.)