No, X-Men don't belong to me. None of them do. Except for Raven and
Virus. Yep, those are mine.
Now that that's out of the way -
Sorry for being gone for so long - I have had absolutely no desire to write anything for a while. It's about time I got back to it.
So I will try this thing again. Also, if anyone knows how to beat Lurtz in "The Two Towers" PS2 game, tell me.
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As the mutants filed out, Scott Summers stayed behind the group. "Professor," he asked, "how are we supposed to find out anything for sure?"
"I don't know, Scott," said Xavier. "Quinn will most likely undergo a medical examination. Perhaps you should ask Beast some questions - he is a chemist, not I. Other than that, only research."
"How can we research if we don't even know what we're looking for?"
Professor X shook his head. "It's frustrating, I know. I, too, am confused. Just.keep an eye out for her at school, will you?"
Scott nodded. "Sure thing."
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"So, now what are we supposed to do?" Logan asked.
"Just wait and hope for the best," Jean replied, an apologetic look on her face. "I know you wish we could do more."
Logan shrugged. "Nah, it's ok - I've spent a lot of my life just waiting and hoping for the best. I should think I'm getting good at it now."
Jean smiled in understanding. She knew deep down, he was just as nervous as anyone at the institute.
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"So what should we do, Auntie S?" Evan finished his tale. On the other end, Storm was quiet for a moment.
"Just watch out, Evan. Do anything the professor asks without arguing, please." To lighten the subject, she added, "And bring that Language grade up."
"Ok. I miss you, too. Love you. Bye." Evan hung up the phone.
Although Evan had gotten off the line, Storm was not done on the phone. She quickly called the airport and got a ticket for a flight back, leaving in a few days.
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The next morning, Quinn woke at 5:30, showered, and was downstairs by 6:15. Finishing her breakfast, she was about to leave when Kurt skidded into the kitchen, sliding on the tiles in his socks. He poured a glass of orange juice and downed it, then asked, "Vhere you going? It's only 6." He glanced at the clock. "6:35."
Quinn frowned. "Yeah, and school starts at 7, so I'd like to get going. And you should have a better breakfast than that."
He shrugged and grinned. "You know, Scott has a car. He can just drive you."
Quinn blinked. "No, I mean, I'm sure Scott has better things to do."
"Oh, I'm sure it's ok!"
At that moment, Scott walked in, looking at his watch.
"Scott!"
He looked up, surprised.
"You can drive Quinn to school, too, right?" Kurt asked.
Scott remembered the professor's words. "Yeah, sure, no problem."
"You're serious?" Quinn asked, stunned.
"Yeah." Scott shrugged. "Mi casa es su casa - literally."
Quinn laughed. "Gracias, senor Summers." Again, he shrugged good- naturedly.
Ten minutes later, they left in the car.
"I didn't know you knew Spanish!" Kurt whispered as they were leaving the mansion.
Scott looked at him incredulously. "I don't."
"But - I thought -!"
"Oh, come on, Kurt, you can't be serious! That phrase is like 'adios' now - it's so common, everyone knows it."
"Oh." Kurt was silent for a minute. "So, is Jean coming vith us?"
Scott shook his head. "Not today - I think she got a ride from Duncan."
"Oh." Kurt looked at Scott sympathetically.
Scott frowned. "Don't look at me like that."
Kurt shrugged. "Just say vhen."
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Ok, so that wasn't the greatest, but it's given me some more ideas. I wish I could say the same for Sleep Rap - the mafia has kind of cornered me. But not completely! Expect another chapter for both of these stories soon.
Now, I missed the Questions from last chapter, so I better remember them now.
Is this hinting at something between Scott and Jean?
Well, everyone knows they really like each other and Duncan's an idiot, but other than that, nope, no dwelling on Scott/Jean romance here.
What's Storm going to do once she gets back?
Um.even I don't know that yet. I suppose that's one we'll all have to wait and see.
Are Quinn's powers going to cause trouble at school?
I honestly don't know that yet, either. I considered it, but I'm not completely sure.
Spanish??
Yep, and I think I'll have some other languages in here, too. Don't hesitate to ask for a translation if it's not included in the story already - I'll be happy to tell you what it means.
Are your chapters getting shorter?
Well, this one might be, compared to others, but it really depends on scenery, characters, conversations, cliffhangers, etc. My Sleep Rap ones might be getting longer - longer than the first one, anyway (which was probably only a page long - or shorter). In any case, I'm not making the chapters shorter on purpose to jip you of your reading or because I don't like to write - some just come out shorter or longer than others. There's no standard for these types of things!
Well, let's see how this goes. And wish me luck on fixing this boiler before it explodes.
~Adryl
Now that that's out of the way -
Sorry for being gone for so long - I have had absolutely no desire to write anything for a while. It's about time I got back to it.
So I will try this thing again. Also, if anyone knows how to beat Lurtz in "The Two Towers" PS2 game, tell me.
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As the mutants filed out, Scott Summers stayed behind the group. "Professor," he asked, "how are we supposed to find out anything for sure?"
"I don't know, Scott," said Xavier. "Quinn will most likely undergo a medical examination. Perhaps you should ask Beast some questions - he is a chemist, not I. Other than that, only research."
"How can we research if we don't even know what we're looking for?"
Professor X shook his head. "It's frustrating, I know. I, too, am confused. Just.keep an eye out for her at school, will you?"
Scott nodded. "Sure thing."
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
"So, now what are we supposed to do?" Logan asked.
"Just wait and hope for the best," Jean replied, an apologetic look on her face. "I know you wish we could do more."
Logan shrugged. "Nah, it's ok - I've spent a lot of my life just waiting and hoping for the best. I should think I'm getting good at it now."
Jean smiled in understanding. She knew deep down, he was just as nervous as anyone at the institute.
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
"So what should we do, Auntie S?" Evan finished his tale. On the other end, Storm was quiet for a moment.
"Just watch out, Evan. Do anything the professor asks without arguing, please." To lighten the subject, she added, "And bring that Language grade up."
"Ok. I miss you, too. Love you. Bye." Evan hung up the phone.
Although Evan had gotten off the line, Storm was not done on the phone. She quickly called the airport and got a ticket for a flight back, leaving in a few days.
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
The next morning, Quinn woke at 5:30, showered, and was downstairs by 6:15. Finishing her breakfast, she was about to leave when Kurt skidded into the kitchen, sliding on the tiles in his socks. He poured a glass of orange juice and downed it, then asked, "Vhere you going? It's only 6." He glanced at the clock. "6:35."
Quinn frowned. "Yeah, and school starts at 7, so I'd like to get going. And you should have a better breakfast than that."
He shrugged and grinned. "You know, Scott has a car. He can just drive you."
Quinn blinked. "No, I mean, I'm sure Scott has better things to do."
"Oh, I'm sure it's ok!"
At that moment, Scott walked in, looking at his watch.
"Scott!"
He looked up, surprised.
"You can drive Quinn to school, too, right?" Kurt asked.
Scott remembered the professor's words. "Yeah, sure, no problem."
"You're serious?" Quinn asked, stunned.
"Yeah." Scott shrugged. "Mi casa es su casa - literally."
Quinn laughed. "Gracias, senor Summers." Again, he shrugged good- naturedly.
Ten minutes later, they left in the car.
"I didn't know you knew Spanish!" Kurt whispered as they were leaving the mansion.
Scott looked at him incredulously. "I don't."
"But - I thought -!"
"Oh, come on, Kurt, you can't be serious! That phrase is like 'adios' now - it's so common, everyone knows it."
"Oh." Kurt was silent for a minute. "So, is Jean coming vith us?"
Scott shook his head. "Not today - I think she got a ride from Duncan."
"Oh." Kurt looked at Scott sympathetically.
Scott frowned. "Don't look at me like that."
Kurt shrugged. "Just say vhen."
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Ok, so that wasn't the greatest, but it's given me some more ideas. I wish I could say the same for Sleep Rap - the mafia has kind of cornered me. But not completely! Expect another chapter for both of these stories soon.
Now, I missed the Questions from last chapter, so I better remember them now.
Is this hinting at something between Scott and Jean?
Well, everyone knows they really like each other and Duncan's an idiot, but other than that, nope, no dwelling on Scott/Jean romance here.
What's Storm going to do once she gets back?
Um.even I don't know that yet. I suppose that's one we'll all have to wait and see.
Are Quinn's powers going to cause trouble at school?
I honestly don't know that yet, either. I considered it, but I'm not completely sure.
Spanish??
Yep, and I think I'll have some other languages in here, too. Don't hesitate to ask for a translation if it's not included in the story already - I'll be happy to tell you what it means.
Are your chapters getting shorter?
Well, this one might be, compared to others, but it really depends on scenery, characters, conversations, cliffhangers, etc. My Sleep Rap ones might be getting longer - longer than the first one, anyway (which was probably only a page long - or shorter). In any case, I'm not making the chapters shorter on purpose to jip you of your reading or because I don't like to write - some just come out shorter or longer than others. There's no standard for these types of things!
Well, let's see how this goes. And wish me luck on fixing this boiler before it explodes.
~Adryl