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The horror known as Sconda – aka Scott/Wanda continues. Lame-o, my humor muse, couldn't leave well enough alone.
:Denotes private thoughts:
Out Of The Blue – Chapter 7 – A New Committment
Wanda was waiting on the front step of the Brotherhood house – getting some fresh air. Recently she found she couldn't get enough of the outside. :She should be coming out right about...:
Kitty stepped out of the door as the Scarlet Witch stood up. "Oh hey, Wanda. What's up?"
"I need a favor – a ride to the mansion. You leaving now?" Wanda asked as she walked towards Kitty's car. "Uh – yeah," the younger girl responded. The Scarlet Witch waited by the car, "Good."
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Wanda held her head in her hand.
"Oh and the singer in this song – he's dating that new up and coming movie star – the blond one with the great teeth – she's starring in the new blockbuster movie with the ghost and the robots..."
:Stars above - help me, does she ever stop? Just how tightly was she wound up in the morning? How does Lance put up with this? If I have to listen to her go on and on, at least I could learn something useful.:
Wanda looked at Kitty, "So tell me about Scott Summers."
Kitty shifted nervously in her seat as she tried to think over the request. What was this about? Was this an attack – was Wanda going to take Scott out right away? Wait – Lance and Fred were working on jeep's brakes – the tires were off and scattered around the back yard. He had even offered to do her brakes. So they weren't following her.
Kitty went fishing, "What is it you want to know?" Wanda went on, "Tell me what his father does to afford all those overpriced preppy clothes he wears."
Kitty's nose scrunched up, "His dad? What do you mean? Scott's an orphan." Wanda's jaw dropped and she tried to backpedal. So much for Pietro's 'thorough background check.' "I mean before Scott was in the orphanage and his father died – what did he do?" Kitty scratched her head, "I think he was a pilot in the military. Scott doesn't really like to talk about it so I don't think I should say anymore."
Wanda was glad they were pulling into the driveway of the Institute. As soon as Kitty parked in front of the mansion, Wanda hopped out and walked towards the front entrance.
Kitty undid her seatbelt, pressed down on the emergency brake, slid across the seat, and pulled the passenger door closed saying, "You're welcome, your highness."
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Logan was walking down the stairs, partially in uniform when Wanda walked in the front door, her hands glowing blue. His eyebrows knit, :I guess she has a master code with that power.: He extended his claws and she looked up. "I'm not here for a fight – which way is Xavier's office?" Logan thought it over and extended his arm towards the hallway. He growled, "And good afternoon to you too. This way." The professor had said she might come by some day and that 'they' – meaning Wolverine from the way Charles pointedly looked at him - were supposed to be civil. The claws remained extended – just for safety's sake.
She could see his gaze lose focus – he was warning the Professor. She raised her hand to knock on the door but she heard the familiar voice call out, "Yes, please come in." Well - that was about a five on the creepy meter.
Xavier was clearing his desk as she walked in. "Thank you, Logan. That will be all. Hello, Wanda. I am surprised you are here but I am glad to see you again." Wolverine pulled on his mask, gave one last long glance at Wanda and closed the door.
Wanda was nervous – she was not in control here. At the Brotherhood house, she ruled. She got off to a bad start in Kitty's car over Scott but she needed this – it couldn't wait anymore.
Charles motioned toward the front of his desk "Can I get you something to drink – a soda, bottled water or some iced tea?" Wanda was glad for the distraction, "Hot tea."
The professor asked her, "Your choice – we can have it here or we can sit in the kitchen. Which would you prefer?" The breakfast table at the Brotherhood house was her favorite place – maybe the one here could help her calm down. "The kitchen will be fine."
As they entered the kitchen, Ororo was ushering out a group of young residents and Wanda noted the hot water was already on the stove. That's a seven on the creepy meter. Miss Monroe came back in to show her the selections of teas, the Scarlet Witch selected raspberry zinger – how she drink any other flavor after she heard that name.
After the water boiled, Charles poured hot water for Wanda then himself. Settling in at the table, he asked her, "So, what do I owe the pleasure of your visit?"
Wanda took a sip of her tea, stalling. "As you probably know, Agatha Harkness has been helping me with my training and my attempt to fit in to human society again. She says I have made tremendous progress, but I feel there is something..... missing." After a long pause she finished, "The help you gave me at the asylum."
Charles was surprised by her honesty. "Does Agatha know about this - that you want to see me again?" Wanda replied, "No, not yet. I thought I would ask you first to see if it was even an issue."
The professor nodded. "That was wise. I would be happy to help you in any way I can, as would any of the instructors here." He decided to take the plunge. "In fact if you or any members of your house would like to come here to live, you're more then welcome to stay."
Wanda shook her head no. "I heard about Lance's attempt to be here – I don't think that would work out. This request concerns only me. I'm not looking to join you. I just need some help for now." She finished her tea and stood up.
Charles was disappointed but said, "Understood. Please come with me and I'll give you a copy of my next week's schedule. You just let me know what would be a good time for you." Wanda had not moved from the table. She asked, "How about tomorrow? Any openings?"
He raised an eyebrow at her sense of urgency and said, "A two hour opening starting at 10 am or the rest of the afternoon after 2 pm."
Wanda responded, "10 am it is." Charles smiled at her and then it dawned on her. Agatha would have lectured her about being rude. He was doing her a favor and not once had she said please since entering the mansion. It was hard for her but she managed to say it. "Thank you."
Charles wheeled towards the kitchen entrance connecting to the garage. "Kitty is in a training session with Logan right now, but Miss Monroe would be glad to give you a ride back home." As if on cue, the garage door opened and Ororo stepped in, car keys in her hand. That's it – the creepy meter was pegged.
This telepathy stuff was really starting to weird her out and she would be glad to be out of here right now. Living here was totally out of the question. She could take this only in small doses.
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Ororo Monroe placed the van in gear after she watched the Scarlet Witch get safely inside the Brotherhood house.
:I hope Logan can spare a beer from the vegetable crisper drawer in the refrigerator. Goddess, what have I unleashed on the women of the Earth?: she wondered.
The last words in the world she ever expected to hear Wanda ask were, "So tell me about Scott Summers."
Eight years ago, Ororo took a nerdy insecure boy and molded him like a mound of clay into a young man. She never intended to create this virtual babe magnet. What was it about Scott that drew girls like moths to a bug zapper?
He had trouble seeing colors correctly, so she developed a labeling system enabling him to dress himself. As she expected from a preteen boy, he was impatient with her as she had him model the shirts and pants, while she created the labels. It was a pure stoke of genius on her part to include Jean in the second modeling session – he behaved himself much more, whined less and actually asked when they could do it again. Clothes weren't the only thing she helped him with either.
Jean had a crush on Scott – but he was totally not ready for any kind of relationship on that level. Ororo encourage Jean to date else where till she groomed Scott some more. Then Kitty came to the Institute and she took more then a passing interest in Scott – but Ororo was able to divert her attention from him – the old 'you need a bad boy' lecture worked like a charm – maybe a little to well. Then came Rogue and her 'secret' crush – never in a million years did Ororo, Logan or Charles see that one coming. Then four new girls had to be dropped the hint Scott was taken or they would endure Jean's claws – Duncan not withstanding.
But this – Wanda interested in Scott? No, she was reading too much into those six simple words - "So tell me about Scott Summers."
Ororo chose her words carefully, "Scott is a good man who has come a long way in the time I have known him."
Wanda tried again, "What happened to his family? I heard a rumor he's an orphan." Ororo hesitated and contacted the Professor - glad for his telepathic gift. Charles gave her the go ahead. So Ororo told her – the plane crash, both parents lost, Alex missing for ten years, the long struggle from orphanages to the Institute and then his time under her care. Wanda was silent the whole time, looking out the van window.
Then the Scarlet Witch asked, "So what's the deal between Lance and Scott? What started the whole 'hate on sight' thing?"
Ororo slowed the van down, stopped at the red light and sighed deeply. Wanda looked at her in surprise. The older woman was dead serious, "What I am about to say to you never leaves this van." This was a gamble – a big one with huge stakes. But Charles had told her to take Wanda into her confidence the first chance she got, to build a bridge any way she could. "Can I trust you enough for that?"
Wanda nodded yes slowly. Ororo held the van wheel tightly. "I can't speak for your housemate but I do know that Scott is deathly afraid – not of Lance himself, but what he represents. What could have been for Scott had fate played him a different set of cards. Both orphans, both alpha males – needing to be in total control, both with incredibly destructive powers. Scott sees how he could have turned out had we not found him and nurtured the good in him." Ororo added to herself, :Not a tool being used for mischief or worse by Mystique or Magneto.:
The light turned green and Ororo started the van in motion again.
Wanda had one last question, "And he's pretty serious about the redhead – what's her name?"
Ororo answered, "Her name is Jean and yes - very serious and committed to her. Consider him off the market."
:That should cover it – shouldn't it?: Maybe she should stop and buy a six pack on the way back to the mansion.
Author's note: Have about two more flashback chapters to go and then back to the party for some more lame humor. They are written for the most part - just need to type them in.
The horror known as Sconda – aka Scott/Wanda continues. Lame-o, my humor muse, couldn't leave well enough alone.
:Denotes private thoughts:
Out Of The Blue – Chapter 7 – A New Committment
Wanda was waiting on the front step of the Brotherhood house – getting some fresh air. Recently she found she couldn't get enough of the outside. :She should be coming out right about...:
Kitty stepped out of the door as the Scarlet Witch stood up. "Oh hey, Wanda. What's up?"
"I need a favor – a ride to the mansion. You leaving now?" Wanda asked as she walked towards Kitty's car. "Uh – yeah," the younger girl responded. The Scarlet Witch waited by the car, "Good."
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Wanda held her head in her hand.
"Oh and the singer in this song – he's dating that new up and coming movie star – the blond one with the great teeth – she's starring in the new blockbuster movie with the ghost and the robots..."
:Stars above - help me, does she ever stop? Just how tightly was she wound up in the morning? How does Lance put up with this? If I have to listen to her go on and on, at least I could learn something useful.:
Wanda looked at Kitty, "So tell me about Scott Summers."
Kitty shifted nervously in her seat as she tried to think over the request. What was this about? Was this an attack – was Wanda going to take Scott out right away? Wait – Lance and Fred were working on jeep's brakes – the tires were off and scattered around the back yard. He had even offered to do her brakes. So they weren't following her.
Kitty went fishing, "What is it you want to know?" Wanda went on, "Tell me what his father does to afford all those overpriced preppy clothes he wears."
Kitty's nose scrunched up, "His dad? What do you mean? Scott's an orphan." Wanda's jaw dropped and she tried to backpedal. So much for Pietro's 'thorough background check.' "I mean before Scott was in the orphanage and his father died – what did he do?" Kitty scratched her head, "I think he was a pilot in the military. Scott doesn't really like to talk about it so I don't think I should say anymore."
Wanda was glad they were pulling into the driveway of the Institute. As soon as Kitty parked in front of the mansion, Wanda hopped out and walked towards the front entrance.
Kitty undid her seatbelt, pressed down on the emergency brake, slid across the seat, and pulled the passenger door closed saying, "You're welcome, your highness."
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Logan was walking down the stairs, partially in uniform when Wanda walked in the front door, her hands glowing blue. His eyebrows knit, :I guess she has a master code with that power.: He extended his claws and she looked up. "I'm not here for a fight – which way is Xavier's office?" Logan thought it over and extended his arm towards the hallway. He growled, "And good afternoon to you too. This way." The professor had said she might come by some day and that 'they' – meaning Wolverine from the way Charles pointedly looked at him - were supposed to be civil. The claws remained extended – just for safety's sake.
She could see his gaze lose focus – he was warning the Professor. She raised her hand to knock on the door but she heard the familiar voice call out, "Yes, please come in." Well - that was about a five on the creepy meter.
Xavier was clearing his desk as she walked in. "Thank you, Logan. That will be all. Hello, Wanda. I am surprised you are here but I am glad to see you again." Wolverine pulled on his mask, gave one last long glance at Wanda and closed the door.
Wanda was nervous – she was not in control here. At the Brotherhood house, she ruled. She got off to a bad start in Kitty's car over Scott but she needed this – it couldn't wait anymore.
Charles motioned toward the front of his desk "Can I get you something to drink – a soda, bottled water or some iced tea?" Wanda was glad for the distraction, "Hot tea."
The professor asked her, "Your choice – we can have it here or we can sit in the kitchen. Which would you prefer?" The breakfast table at the Brotherhood house was her favorite place – maybe the one here could help her calm down. "The kitchen will be fine."
As they entered the kitchen, Ororo was ushering out a group of young residents and Wanda noted the hot water was already on the stove. That's a seven on the creepy meter. Miss Monroe came back in to show her the selections of teas, the Scarlet Witch selected raspberry zinger – how she drink any other flavor after she heard that name.
After the water boiled, Charles poured hot water for Wanda then himself. Settling in at the table, he asked her, "So, what do I owe the pleasure of your visit?"
Wanda took a sip of her tea, stalling. "As you probably know, Agatha Harkness has been helping me with my training and my attempt to fit in to human society again. She says I have made tremendous progress, but I feel there is something..... missing." After a long pause she finished, "The help you gave me at the asylum."
Charles was surprised by her honesty. "Does Agatha know about this - that you want to see me again?" Wanda replied, "No, not yet. I thought I would ask you first to see if it was even an issue."
The professor nodded. "That was wise. I would be happy to help you in any way I can, as would any of the instructors here." He decided to take the plunge. "In fact if you or any members of your house would like to come here to live, you're more then welcome to stay."
Wanda shook her head no. "I heard about Lance's attempt to be here – I don't think that would work out. This request concerns only me. I'm not looking to join you. I just need some help for now." She finished her tea and stood up.
Charles was disappointed but said, "Understood. Please come with me and I'll give you a copy of my next week's schedule. You just let me know what would be a good time for you." Wanda had not moved from the table. She asked, "How about tomorrow? Any openings?"
He raised an eyebrow at her sense of urgency and said, "A two hour opening starting at 10 am or the rest of the afternoon after 2 pm."
Wanda responded, "10 am it is." Charles smiled at her and then it dawned on her. Agatha would have lectured her about being rude. He was doing her a favor and not once had she said please since entering the mansion. It was hard for her but she managed to say it. "Thank you."
Charles wheeled towards the kitchen entrance connecting to the garage. "Kitty is in a training session with Logan right now, but Miss Monroe would be glad to give you a ride back home." As if on cue, the garage door opened and Ororo stepped in, car keys in her hand. That's it – the creepy meter was pegged.
This telepathy stuff was really starting to weird her out and she would be glad to be out of here right now. Living here was totally out of the question. She could take this only in small doses.
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Ororo Monroe placed the van in gear after she watched the Scarlet Witch get safely inside the Brotherhood house.
:I hope Logan can spare a beer from the vegetable crisper drawer in the refrigerator. Goddess, what have I unleashed on the women of the Earth?: she wondered.
The last words in the world she ever expected to hear Wanda ask were, "So tell me about Scott Summers."
Eight years ago, Ororo took a nerdy insecure boy and molded him like a mound of clay into a young man. She never intended to create this virtual babe magnet. What was it about Scott that drew girls like moths to a bug zapper?
He had trouble seeing colors correctly, so she developed a labeling system enabling him to dress himself. As she expected from a preteen boy, he was impatient with her as she had him model the shirts and pants, while she created the labels. It was a pure stoke of genius on her part to include Jean in the second modeling session – he behaved himself much more, whined less and actually asked when they could do it again. Clothes weren't the only thing she helped him with either.
Jean had a crush on Scott – but he was totally not ready for any kind of relationship on that level. Ororo encourage Jean to date else where till she groomed Scott some more. Then Kitty came to the Institute and she took more then a passing interest in Scott – but Ororo was able to divert her attention from him – the old 'you need a bad boy' lecture worked like a charm – maybe a little to well. Then came Rogue and her 'secret' crush – never in a million years did Ororo, Logan or Charles see that one coming. Then four new girls had to be dropped the hint Scott was taken or they would endure Jean's claws – Duncan not withstanding.
But this – Wanda interested in Scott? No, she was reading too much into those six simple words - "So tell me about Scott Summers."
Ororo chose her words carefully, "Scott is a good man who has come a long way in the time I have known him."
Wanda tried again, "What happened to his family? I heard a rumor he's an orphan." Ororo hesitated and contacted the Professor - glad for his telepathic gift. Charles gave her the go ahead. So Ororo told her – the plane crash, both parents lost, Alex missing for ten years, the long struggle from orphanages to the Institute and then his time under her care. Wanda was silent the whole time, looking out the van window.
Then the Scarlet Witch asked, "So what's the deal between Lance and Scott? What started the whole 'hate on sight' thing?"
Ororo slowed the van down, stopped at the red light and sighed deeply. Wanda looked at her in surprise. The older woman was dead serious, "What I am about to say to you never leaves this van." This was a gamble – a big one with huge stakes. But Charles had told her to take Wanda into her confidence the first chance she got, to build a bridge any way she could. "Can I trust you enough for that?"
Wanda nodded yes slowly. Ororo held the van wheel tightly. "I can't speak for your housemate but I do know that Scott is deathly afraid – not of Lance himself, but what he represents. What could have been for Scott had fate played him a different set of cards. Both orphans, both alpha males – needing to be in total control, both with incredibly destructive powers. Scott sees how he could have turned out had we not found him and nurtured the good in him." Ororo added to herself, :Not a tool being used for mischief or worse by Mystique or Magneto.:
The light turned green and Ororo started the van in motion again.
Wanda had one last question, "And he's pretty serious about the redhead – what's her name?"
Ororo answered, "Her name is Jean and yes - very serious and committed to her. Consider him off the market."
:That should cover it – shouldn't it?: Maybe she should stop and buy a six pack on the way back to the mansion.
Author's note: Have about two more flashback chapters to go and then back to the party for some more lame humor. They are written for the most part - just need to type them in.