A/N: Woah so many reviews!! Thank all of you!! *hug* and a lot of you have
been asking if I'm going to make Kurt Fuzzy in the end, and the answer is
yes :D I mean, how else would he be! The fuzziness is what we all love ^__^
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Seeing her son again ripped at her insides. It pained her to think that he was so close to her, yes she couldn't just hold him in her arms.
It was nightfall and Mystique was now back at her house, becoming increasingly irritated at all the noise the rest of the brotherhood was making. Angrily she lifted herself from her bed and ripped open her door.
"Could you morons possibly shut up long enough for me to get at least an ounce of sleep?!" Her voice echoed through the house threateningly.
A greasy looking boy hopped up the stairs to see what she was yelling about. "What did you say boss lady?" Toad asked.
Mystique suddenly grabbed him by the front of his shirt and lifted him off the ground. "I said for all of you to BE QUIET!" she roared.
"Ok, ok I'll tell them, just put me down yo." She just grinned and walked over to the railing and dropped him to the stairs below.
"Aw man every ones always picking on the Toad." He mumbled as he hopped away. "Toad get me this, Toad do that. Man what is this? A slave house?"
Mystique rubbed her eyes frustrated. "These boys will be the death of me."
She slowly returned to her room, walking in short exhausted strides. Quite suddenly something hit her, what if Magneto was able to recognize her son just as she was able to.
"Kurt...what have I gotten you into?"
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Sleep came easy for Kurt. He felt warm in his bed, and his belly was full with the succulent dinner his mother had made.
It was a new day and he was ready for anything the world could throw at him. He was glad he felt so well rested because it was hard enough for him to pay attention to his teachers hungry, let alone tired.
After getting dressed, Kurt ran down stairs upon smelling the breakfast cooking.
"Morning mother." Kurt said cheerfully before sitting down. He took in the site before him. There was a rather large mound of pancakes smothered in syrup. His mouth watered intensely, but he Kurt knew he couldn't eat until the whole family was settled so they could eat as a family.
Kurt was happy to finally see his father come to sit at the table along with himself and his mother. His father sat down, said a short prayer and Kurt was finally aloud to dig in.
"So Kurt, ready for another day of school?" Him mother asked making small talk with her son.
"I suppose so, yesterday wasn't all that bad so I guess today wont be all that bad either. Could you pass the milk please father?" Kurt added in hastily finding his mouth very dry.
After Kurt had at long last eaten all his breakfast, he headed out to the car with his father.
The drive to school was nothing short of beautiful. All the trees were changing, Kurt marveled at the array of colors. All the reds, yellows, and oranges, it was enough to lighten his spirits just enough to make him forget it was still very early in the morning on a school day.
Not even the sight of the school brought him down much. It was just too nice of a day. After his father dropped Kurt off, he decided he would just wait out front until the first bell rang.
Kurt found him self lazily lounging under one of the changing trees. He found it so relaxing to just sit entranced by its beauty. However after several minutes, the first bell rang signaling that the late bell would ring shortly after. So reluctantly Kurt stood up and went to his homeroom.
Kurt soon came to realize that he wasn't sure where to sit. (But lucky for him his homeroom just so happened to be his science teacher, Mr. McCoy room so he had no trouble finding it) So Kurt just stood off to the side of the room awkwardly until the teacher finally arrived.
"Ah, Mr. Wagner, come to join my home room I see." Mr. McCoy gave Kurt a friendly smile, who returned his question with a nod. "Well Kurt, I believe that desk right there is empty if you would like to take a seat."
"Thank you Mr. McCoy." Kurt said as he took his seat.
"No problem Kurt, I'm a teacher, that's what I'm here for!"
After attendance was taken and the bell rang, Kurt was once again on his way to his first class of the day, English.
He made his way to the back of the room to his desk next to Rouge, who at the time seemed like she was about to fall asleep.
"Alright class, settle down." Ms. Sweeney practically begged the class. "I have an exciting assignment for you all today!" She added on brightly, only to receive a rather loud groan from the class.
"Oh lets have none of that!" She began, taking a stack of books from one of her cabinets. "Now I want you all to pair up with a neighbor. After you've picked some one, please come to the front of the class and take a copy of 'Of Mice and Men'."
Another huge groan escaped the mouths of the students.
Kurt, who was still in the need of a partner, decided he might as well ask Rouge to be his, seeing as she wasn't paired with any one at the moment either.
"So Rouge, looks like ve're vurking together." But instead if getting an answer she just gave him a funny look.
"How do you know mah name? Waddya been following me?" She asked looking over him suspiciously.
Kurt just looked shocked by the questions. "Uh, ze teacher said it... if you don't want to be partners I can ask some vun else."
"No no, I'll work with you. Ah'm sorry, Ah'm just on a bit of a bad mood that's all. Just have a lot going on right now." Rouge blurt out, suddenly looking guilty.
"It's alright, I know how you must feel. I'm going through ze same zing."
"Ah know, I'm new here too, Ah only moved up here last month."
Kurt was rather surprised that she was even talking to him so much. The day before she so much as look at him, let alone speak to him. His thoughts were soon broken by the sound of Ms. Sweeney hovering over the pair looking irritated.
"Kurt, Rouge, how do you expect to do the assignment without the book?" she paused as if to receive and answer, but got nothing in return. "Now is the time for English, there is plenty of time after for chit- chatting," with that she plopped two copies of 'Of Mice and Men' onto their desks.
"Now class, now that every one has a copy of the book pay attention to find out what we will be doing with them." She then took out a stack of paper and started to pass them out.
"I have always felt that as you grow older, it is important that you are able to organize things on your own, or in very small groups, such as in this case. This is why I'm giving you an open ended project. You and your partner will each read the book, then find a way to present to the class that you have read and understood the book. So I'm devoting the class time today to allowing you to begin reading, and analyzing it. It's a nice short book, so I don't want to hear any excuses from people who didn't read!"
By the time Ms. Sweeney was done talking, about half the class was zoned out, including Kurt.
"So Ve are supposed to make up our own project?" Kurt turned to Rouge, who was skimming over the page the teacher had handed out.
"Ah guess so, any ideas on what to do?" She asked, tossing a piece of shimmering silver hair out of her face.
"Vell, not yet, I guess Ve Vill just have to read it." He suggested, really hoping Rouge was the creative type. "Vill ve have to vork on zis out side of school?"
"If so Ah'm not sure my place would be that good...too many people if you know what Ah mean. Too hard to get a spot all to your self."
"Zen we could go to my place, I'm sure my parents vouldnt mind."
"Sounds good to me then. Ah was thinking we could both just read the book first, then set a time for getting together to plan the project. Sound good Kurt?"
"Zat's fine." Kurt said, feeling very pleased with himself for making a new friend.
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The rest of the day was so uneventful it went by so fast, it seemed like just one big blur to Kurt. It was now really late, and Kurt was lying in bed watching TV. He felt rather tired too; TV always seemed to make him drowsy. When the show he was over that he was over and replaced by another, less interesting one, Kurt looked around for the remote only to find it was all the way all the way on the other side of the room sitting on his TV.
He sighed to himself, not at all feeling like getting up. 'too bad I couldn't just get it without having to get up...' Kurt thought to himself, as a new wave of laziness washed over him. Kurt decided to just grim and bear walking the whole ten feet to the TV. But midway through sitting up, he felt that strange moving sensation, as if he was moving at an intense speed, and he caught the faintest wiff of sulfur. When it all stopped, Kurt found himself sitting on top of his TV set.
His head was spinning, and his heart seemed to be beating twice its normal speed. He quickly jumped down from the top of the TV, in total shock. Kurt decided he needed to take a nice long walk.
When he reached the bottom of the stairs he informed his parents he had a head ache and needed some air. He was grateful they believed him.
Kurt racked his brain for a logical excuse for what happened. 'Well I was really tired, maybe I fell asleep and started to sleep walk...' Sadly that was the best he could come up with.
He walked for what seemed like hours, until he found himself in a rather dodgy looking part of town. Quickly seeing his mistake of not really paying attention to where he was, tried to leave in a hurry. But all the wile he couldn't help but think he was being followed, and to his disappointment he soon found he was.
"Hey kiddo, what are you doing here all by your self?" A big greasy looking man asked, advancing toward Kurt, followed by a short bald man, whose head looked like it had been pinched into a teardrop shape.
Kurt was so frightened, all the English seemed to melt away from his mind. "Was wollen Sie mit mir?" he said in a timid voice, "Verlassen Sie nur mich allein zustimme!"
"Don't you speak English boy?" The man with the odd head asked.
"Y-yes...I do speak E-eng-g-lish...umm sir?"
"Good cuz we need you to do us a little favor. See, we need to pay off some bills, but we seem to be a bit low on cash. So were pulling a little Robin Hood gig. Rob from the rich and give to the poor. Only me and my friend here, we are the poor people. So you see it all works out for the best interest of us all." The tall greasy man said, in a high snide voice. "So why don't you just hand over any cash you have on you and no one will have to get hurt."
"B-but, I don't have any on me. I left it all back at Zee house." Kurt said, trembling.
"Charlie, check him out, he could be lying!" the greasy man barked ate the bald one.
The man Charlie advanced toward Kurt, who wanted to run, but was paralyzed with fear.
'Oh god...if only...if only I would poof away to some other place like before!! Come on!' Kurt thought to himself attempting the only thing he could think of, even if it was something as ridiculous as "poofing" away. But finally the sensation came he was looking for, he felt a sudden rushing sensation after hearing a loud BAMF sound. And he found him self suddenly on the roof of one of the buildings looking down on two very confused looking crooks.
A/N: YAAAAAAAAAAY!! I finally updated! @__@ Sorry it took me so long but I did it. And if there are any mistakes, please be kind ^^; I wrote most of this at 7 in the morning after being up ALL night. So yes yes. Give me some love! And some nice reviews! :D
Oh yeah, Should I have parings in this fic O.o o.O
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Seeing her son again ripped at her insides. It pained her to think that he was so close to her, yes she couldn't just hold him in her arms.
It was nightfall and Mystique was now back at her house, becoming increasingly irritated at all the noise the rest of the brotherhood was making. Angrily she lifted herself from her bed and ripped open her door.
"Could you morons possibly shut up long enough for me to get at least an ounce of sleep?!" Her voice echoed through the house threateningly.
A greasy looking boy hopped up the stairs to see what she was yelling about. "What did you say boss lady?" Toad asked.
Mystique suddenly grabbed him by the front of his shirt and lifted him off the ground. "I said for all of you to BE QUIET!" she roared.
"Ok, ok I'll tell them, just put me down yo." She just grinned and walked over to the railing and dropped him to the stairs below.
"Aw man every ones always picking on the Toad." He mumbled as he hopped away. "Toad get me this, Toad do that. Man what is this? A slave house?"
Mystique rubbed her eyes frustrated. "These boys will be the death of me."
She slowly returned to her room, walking in short exhausted strides. Quite suddenly something hit her, what if Magneto was able to recognize her son just as she was able to.
"Kurt...what have I gotten you into?"
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Sleep came easy for Kurt. He felt warm in his bed, and his belly was full with the succulent dinner his mother had made.
It was a new day and he was ready for anything the world could throw at him. He was glad he felt so well rested because it was hard enough for him to pay attention to his teachers hungry, let alone tired.
After getting dressed, Kurt ran down stairs upon smelling the breakfast cooking.
"Morning mother." Kurt said cheerfully before sitting down. He took in the site before him. There was a rather large mound of pancakes smothered in syrup. His mouth watered intensely, but he Kurt knew he couldn't eat until the whole family was settled so they could eat as a family.
Kurt was happy to finally see his father come to sit at the table along with himself and his mother. His father sat down, said a short prayer and Kurt was finally aloud to dig in.
"So Kurt, ready for another day of school?" Him mother asked making small talk with her son.
"I suppose so, yesterday wasn't all that bad so I guess today wont be all that bad either. Could you pass the milk please father?" Kurt added in hastily finding his mouth very dry.
After Kurt had at long last eaten all his breakfast, he headed out to the car with his father.
The drive to school was nothing short of beautiful. All the trees were changing, Kurt marveled at the array of colors. All the reds, yellows, and oranges, it was enough to lighten his spirits just enough to make him forget it was still very early in the morning on a school day.
Not even the sight of the school brought him down much. It was just too nice of a day. After his father dropped Kurt off, he decided he would just wait out front until the first bell rang.
Kurt found him self lazily lounging under one of the changing trees. He found it so relaxing to just sit entranced by its beauty. However after several minutes, the first bell rang signaling that the late bell would ring shortly after. So reluctantly Kurt stood up and went to his homeroom.
Kurt soon came to realize that he wasn't sure where to sit. (But lucky for him his homeroom just so happened to be his science teacher, Mr. McCoy room so he had no trouble finding it) So Kurt just stood off to the side of the room awkwardly until the teacher finally arrived.
"Ah, Mr. Wagner, come to join my home room I see." Mr. McCoy gave Kurt a friendly smile, who returned his question with a nod. "Well Kurt, I believe that desk right there is empty if you would like to take a seat."
"Thank you Mr. McCoy." Kurt said as he took his seat.
"No problem Kurt, I'm a teacher, that's what I'm here for!"
After attendance was taken and the bell rang, Kurt was once again on his way to his first class of the day, English.
He made his way to the back of the room to his desk next to Rouge, who at the time seemed like she was about to fall asleep.
"Alright class, settle down." Ms. Sweeney practically begged the class. "I have an exciting assignment for you all today!" She added on brightly, only to receive a rather loud groan from the class.
"Oh lets have none of that!" She began, taking a stack of books from one of her cabinets. "Now I want you all to pair up with a neighbor. After you've picked some one, please come to the front of the class and take a copy of 'Of Mice and Men'."
Another huge groan escaped the mouths of the students.
Kurt, who was still in the need of a partner, decided he might as well ask Rouge to be his, seeing as she wasn't paired with any one at the moment either.
"So Rouge, looks like ve're vurking together." But instead if getting an answer she just gave him a funny look.
"How do you know mah name? Waddya been following me?" She asked looking over him suspiciously.
Kurt just looked shocked by the questions. "Uh, ze teacher said it... if you don't want to be partners I can ask some vun else."
"No no, I'll work with you. Ah'm sorry, Ah'm just on a bit of a bad mood that's all. Just have a lot going on right now." Rouge blurt out, suddenly looking guilty.
"It's alright, I know how you must feel. I'm going through ze same zing."
"Ah know, I'm new here too, Ah only moved up here last month."
Kurt was rather surprised that she was even talking to him so much. The day before she so much as look at him, let alone speak to him. His thoughts were soon broken by the sound of Ms. Sweeney hovering over the pair looking irritated.
"Kurt, Rouge, how do you expect to do the assignment without the book?" she paused as if to receive and answer, but got nothing in return. "Now is the time for English, there is plenty of time after for chit- chatting," with that she plopped two copies of 'Of Mice and Men' onto their desks.
"Now class, now that every one has a copy of the book pay attention to find out what we will be doing with them." She then took out a stack of paper and started to pass them out.
"I have always felt that as you grow older, it is important that you are able to organize things on your own, or in very small groups, such as in this case. This is why I'm giving you an open ended project. You and your partner will each read the book, then find a way to present to the class that you have read and understood the book. So I'm devoting the class time today to allowing you to begin reading, and analyzing it. It's a nice short book, so I don't want to hear any excuses from people who didn't read!"
By the time Ms. Sweeney was done talking, about half the class was zoned out, including Kurt.
"So Ve are supposed to make up our own project?" Kurt turned to Rouge, who was skimming over the page the teacher had handed out.
"Ah guess so, any ideas on what to do?" She asked, tossing a piece of shimmering silver hair out of her face.
"Vell, not yet, I guess Ve Vill just have to read it." He suggested, really hoping Rouge was the creative type. "Vill ve have to vork on zis out side of school?"
"If so Ah'm not sure my place would be that good...too many people if you know what Ah mean. Too hard to get a spot all to your self."
"Zen we could go to my place, I'm sure my parents vouldnt mind."
"Sounds good to me then. Ah was thinking we could both just read the book first, then set a time for getting together to plan the project. Sound good Kurt?"
"Zat's fine." Kurt said, feeling very pleased with himself for making a new friend.
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The rest of the day was so uneventful it went by so fast, it seemed like just one big blur to Kurt. It was now really late, and Kurt was lying in bed watching TV. He felt rather tired too; TV always seemed to make him drowsy. When the show he was over that he was over and replaced by another, less interesting one, Kurt looked around for the remote only to find it was all the way all the way on the other side of the room sitting on his TV.
He sighed to himself, not at all feeling like getting up. 'too bad I couldn't just get it without having to get up...' Kurt thought to himself, as a new wave of laziness washed over him. Kurt decided to just grim and bear walking the whole ten feet to the TV. But midway through sitting up, he felt that strange moving sensation, as if he was moving at an intense speed, and he caught the faintest wiff of sulfur. When it all stopped, Kurt found himself sitting on top of his TV set.
His head was spinning, and his heart seemed to be beating twice its normal speed. He quickly jumped down from the top of the TV, in total shock. Kurt decided he needed to take a nice long walk.
When he reached the bottom of the stairs he informed his parents he had a head ache and needed some air. He was grateful they believed him.
Kurt racked his brain for a logical excuse for what happened. 'Well I was really tired, maybe I fell asleep and started to sleep walk...' Sadly that was the best he could come up with.
He walked for what seemed like hours, until he found himself in a rather dodgy looking part of town. Quickly seeing his mistake of not really paying attention to where he was, tried to leave in a hurry. But all the wile he couldn't help but think he was being followed, and to his disappointment he soon found he was.
"Hey kiddo, what are you doing here all by your self?" A big greasy looking man asked, advancing toward Kurt, followed by a short bald man, whose head looked like it had been pinched into a teardrop shape.
Kurt was so frightened, all the English seemed to melt away from his mind. "Was wollen Sie mit mir?" he said in a timid voice, "Verlassen Sie nur mich allein zustimme!"
"Don't you speak English boy?" The man with the odd head asked.
"Y-yes...I do speak E-eng-g-lish...umm sir?"
"Good cuz we need you to do us a little favor. See, we need to pay off some bills, but we seem to be a bit low on cash. So were pulling a little Robin Hood gig. Rob from the rich and give to the poor. Only me and my friend here, we are the poor people. So you see it all works out for the best interest of us all." The tall greasy man said, in a high snide voice. "So why don't you just hand over any cash you have on you and no one will have to get hurt."
"B-but, I don't have any on me. I left it all back at Zee house." Kurt said, trembling.
"Charlie, check him out, he could be lying!" the greasy man barked ate the bald one.
The man Charlie advanced toward Kurt, who wanted to run, but was paralyzed with fear.
'Oh god...if only...if only I would poof away to some other place like before!! Come on!' Kurt thought to himself attempting the only thing he could think of, even if it was something as ridiculous as "poofing" away. But finally the sensation came he was looking for, he felt a sudden rushing sensation after hearing a loud BAMF sound. And he found him self suddenly on the roof of one of the buildings looking down on two very confused looking crooks.
A/N: YAAAAAAAAAAY!! I finally updated! @__@ Sorry it took me so long but I did it. And if there are any mistakes, please be kind ^^; I wrote most of this at 7 in the morning after being up ALL night. So yes yes. Give me some love! And some nice reviews! :D
Oh yeah, Should I have parings in this fic O.o o.O