To Err is Human
By Todd Fan
Disclaimer: "Louder. You're shouting for two now"
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Well, after all that heavy stuff these last few chapters, it's time to take a breather and have some fun. Sadly, in this fic, most of the 'fun' comes from Forge torture....Poor sod.
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Chapter 11 - GOB day
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Two months had passed since the attack on the Guthrie farm. There had been no sign of futher movements from the Circle since then...and though the Institute kept a eye out, it was began to believe that perhaps they'd seen the last of the villians. Of course, the Hellfire Club was the LEAST of their worries at that moment in time.
BANG!
The door of the Institute slammed open and Forge dashed in, gasping for breath.
".....Are you trying out for some kind of marathon, Forge?", asked Xavier, frowning, he didn't like people slamming his doors.
"No", said Forge, pausing for breath, "Ororo got a fresh batch of pregnancy hormones this morning. As soon as she comes in, will somebody please, please, PLEASE tell her how great she looks?"
".....Ooookay", said Hank, blinking.
The door slammed open a few minutes later, with a not-happy Storm walking though. She was instantly bomarded with praise and compliments.
"WOW, you look so great!"
"A dream, Ororo! You're so very beautifull"
"Did you do something with your hair?"
"Is that a new outfit?"
Storm blinked at them all before narrowing her eyes.
"DON'T PATRONISE ME!!!!", she screamed, thunder crackling in the sky.
The rest of the present company fell silent, not wanting to incur the Goddesess wrath.
"So.....", said Hank, carefully placing his words, "don't you have your sonogram today?"
Storm sat down at the table, making Logan shuffle his chair away from her in the process.
"Yes", she said, then smiled sweetly, "I'm so happy"
"Wait, this is GOB day?!!", said Kurt, looking up.
Forge blinked.
"GOB day?".
"Girl or Boy day", sighed Shortpack, "the students have been having a poll what the baby will be"
"You've been making money off my unborn child?!!!", said Storm, then paused, "I want a twenty per cent cut of the takings"
"But...", started Bobby, "it's OUR money!".
"It's MY baby!", snapped Storm, "are YOU growing it? No! Are YOU throwing up and sweating all day? No, no, NO!".
"It can't be THAT bad, Ororo, you made it into the second trimester", said Xavier cheerfully.
"Oh yes, only four months of torture left, the battle is truely over", said Storm sarcastically.
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"Penny for your thoughts"
Kitty blinked out of her deep thought, looking over at her roommate, who was watching her with an arched brow.
"Huh?"
"Ahhh", said Dani with a smile, "so she IS still on planet Earth".
"Sorry, Danielle", said Kitty, clearing her throat, "I was...thinking"
""Kitty you have been 'thinking' for two months now", she said, "ever since Avalanche visited you".
"You...you know about Lance?", she asked, confused.
"Well, yeah", said Dani, "I got tired of seeing you moping everywhere, so I asked Roberto who he was".
"Oh", said Kitty, then sighed, "I should have told you about him, Danielle, I'm sorry".
"Hey, it's okay", said Dani with a smile, putting a hand on her friends shoulder, "but I think what you need to worry about is how you tell him"
"Tell him?", asked Kitty, trying to be oblivious.
"Tell him that you still love him", said Dani, putting her hands on her hips, "Spirit, girl, it's obvious how you feel about him".
Kitty sighed, brushing a hand through her hair nervously.
"I don't know, Dani", she said, "after all this time....after everything I've said to him.."
"Isn't it better to take a chance, and find out, then never knowing?", said Dani, arching a brow.
"You're not going to let me escape this one, are you?", asked Kitty with a defeated sigh.
"No", said Danielle, giving a sly smile, "that's that friends are for, to support, comfort and occasionally nudge in the right direction"
"Nuge or push?", said Kitty sarcastically.
"Whichever comes first", smiled Dani.
Kitty frowned at her for a moment, before sighing.
"Okay, okay", she said defeatedly, "I'm going!"
She gave her roomate one more 'this is all YOUR fault' glare, before leaving the room.
"Good luck", said Dani with a small smile.
---
Storm groaned, looking at her watch.
"Seriously, kids, we're going to be late", she shouted, "so hurry it up!"
"Last bets, people!", called out Bobby, holding a little tally chart, "Girl or Boy, Boy or Girl, make your bet!"
"You do that so well...it frightens me, Robert", said Hank, blinking.
"Thank you!", said Bobby with a bow, then grinned as Lizzie stomped moodily past.
The X-Men had learned only too painfully that not all the Guthries were as peacefull, calm and generally easy-going as Sam was. His sister was, if anything, his polar opposite, and wasn't afraid to let people know about it. Not that it stopped Bobby Drake from trying, no sir-ree!.
"Hey, Lizzie, what should we put you down for?", he said with a grin, tapping his board, "you think it'll be a boy or girl?".
"A'h don't give a rats ass", replied Lizzie, picking up the book she'd left on the table.
"Oh, I forgot", said Bobby with a chuckle, "you're the fabled 'Evil Guthrie'".
"Bite me, Icecube", growled Lizzie, pushing him out of the way, storming up to her room, where she prefered to spend most of her time, "MOVE IT, DaCosta!"
There was the sound of a scuffle only two mutants with enchanced strength could manage, before Roberto was tossed into the kitchen, a minature soccer ball in his hands.
"Excuse you too!", he called back, before looking at Sam pointedly, "Your sister scares me in ways I can't even begin to describe"
Sam shrugged, sure, he'd tried to make her feel welcome to the mansion when she'd arrived, cooking foods she liked (or at least, USED to like) and trying to hold some conversation with her, but she'd made it quite clear she wanted nothing to do with her elder sibling, and so did her very best to ignore his presence completely. Because of this, there was an unspoken unspoken peace treaty between the two Guthries, she'd leave him alone...if he left her alone.
"Join the club", he replied.
Roberto sighed, before grinning running over to Storm, dangling his minature soccer ball over her belly.
"Here you go, Baby", said Roberto to the lump, "Uncle Robbie has got you a little soccer ball"
"Roberto, Sweetie", said Storm calmly, "I don't think you can influence the gender of the baby....not even by offering it sporting goods"
Roberto blinked at her, his smile fading.
"Oh", he said, "...I knew that".
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Kitty shivered as she headed to the Brotherhood house, wishing she'd picked up a coat before she'd gone out as the rain started to pour down....Storm must have been nervous.
"I'll be glad when she's back to normal", Kitty muttered as she trudged through the rain, her wet hair clinging to her face, "I'm gonna kill Forge".
She gave a sigh of relief as the Brotherhood house came into view, as soon as she got onto the porch, she knocked the door...and waited...
"Come on, it's freezing and wet out here!", she shouted.
The door opened and Wanda blinked at her.
"What do YOU want?", she asked, crossing her arms.
"Is Lance home?", asked Kitty with a nervous smile, trying to lean closer to the door to get at least a BIT out of the wet.
"He's in the back", replied Wanda, closing the door in her face.
Kitty sighed, trudging back into the wet, muttering under her breath as she got to the Brotherhood's back yard. Lance was indeed there, his eyes closed, his legs crossed, he looked like he was almost...meditating. She watched as the wet ground trembled a little, moving in slow, steady ripples. She cleared her throat, not wanting to disturb him, but hey, she was WET!. Lance opened his eyes, the ground stopping it's odd dance, glancing up at her with a smile, standing up quickly.
"Kitty!", he said, then frowned, "you're soaked!".
"Yeah", said Kitty with a chuckle, "blame it on the weather-witch".
She nodded to where he'd been sitting.
"What were you doing?"
"Practising my control", said Lance with a embarassed smile, "it's...err..easier when the ground is wet"
He sighed, looking at her.
"Why are you here?", he asked her, his eyes searching hers, desperate for an answer.
"You know why I'm here", she whispered, looking down.
Lance put his hand gently under her chin, raising it so he could look her in the eyes.
"Kitty..", he started, he couldn't find the words to ask her...ask her if she was coming to save his heart or to break it.
She looked up at him, both of them thouroughly soaked with the downpour. She gave him a small smile.
"Lance...I chose you", she whispered.
Lance grinned, brushing his hand over her wet hair, moving it from her face.
"Thank you", he said softly.
Kitty smiled, leaning up to kiss him, Lance returning it with all his heart, wrapping his arms around her, neither caring about the rain anymore, they had each other, and didn't want to let go again.
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"You know......we're gonna have a flood again", mused Forge, glancing out of the doctors window at the pouring rain, "...you can stop now, 'Ro".
"No, can't", said Storm, shaking her head, from where she was half-seated, half-lying on the bed, waiting for the doctor to show, "get my mind off it, talk about something!"
"Like...what?", asked Forge, slightly amused.
"Anything!", said Storm, "inventions, the 70's, babies!"
"Oooh, I know! Remember when we were talking about baby names?", said Forge, "you know what a really good name is?"
Storm cut him off.
"For the final time, Forge, we are not, and I strongly repeat, N-O-T calling our child 'Fonzie', under any circumstances", she said, "that also goes for 'Arthur', 'Fonzarelli' or, indeed, 'Fonz'".
Forge deflated a little.
"Aww", he said, "oh well, that's okay because I know a bunch of other...."
"NOR is our child being named after any of the Happy Days gang".
"....Darn", said Forge, "not even Joanie?"
"Not even Joanie", said Storm, "and don't even try me with characters from 'Grease'".
"Well, you're no fun", Forge pouted, then smiled, "how about from the Brady Bunch?" [1]
"NO!"
"Awww", said Forge with a defeated sigh, smiling as the doctor came in.
"Oh yes", said the doctor, eying Forge, "I had forgotten about your...unique situation".
"Great, isn't it?", said Forge dryly.
"Uh...huh", said the doctor, before smilign at Storm, "Okay, Mrs Munroe, we're all ready"
She smiled again, switching on the sonogram machine.
"And here's your baby", she said.
"Awwwww, lookit our little baby", said Storm, squeasing Forge's hand.
"Wow", said Forge in an awed voice, "that's amazing"
The doctor smiled
"Well, it's a very healthy baby..."
She paused arching a brow.
"Do you want to know the sex?".
"We'd better", winced Storm, "there's a mansion-full of teenagers wasting their allowances on this".
The doctor blinked at her before chuckling.
"Wagers, huh?", she said, "not the first time I've heard of that"
She checked the sonogram again before smiling.
"She's a girl"
Storm sniffed.
"A girl, we're going to have a daughter!"
"I'll let you two have a moment", said the Doctor, walking off. A few seconds after she had gone, Forge whimpered.
"I don't see her"
Storm arched a brow at him.
"But you said you could!"
"I LIED!", wailed Forge, "Oh man, I've failed as a father already!"
"Are you sure it's not your powers messing it up?", tried Storm, "you know, all that technology and...beeping things?"
"No!", said Forge, "all I can see are black, wavy lines...and a white blobby thing!"
Storm blinked.
"Forge....honey, she is the white blobby thing"
Forge blinked.
"Oh", he said, "...well I see that" [2]
"There you go", said Storm, patting his arm.
"Hi little girl", said Forge with a smile, waving at the sonogram.
"Are you welling up?", teased Storm.
"No", sniffed Forge
"Yes you are!", grinned Storm, "you're going to be a Daddy"
"Aww, quit it!", said Forge, letting out a sob, "evil woman".
----
Jamie gave a frustrated sigh, dropping the telephone back into it's stand. He'd been trying to get in touch with Gina for two days now...and no one had even picked up the phone...it was starting to worry him.
"Ah luck?".
He glanced over at Rogue, shaking his head solemly.
"Awww, they've probably gone on vacation or something", said Rogue, trying to reassure the poor little guy.
"Without saying anything?", said Jamie.
Rogue shrugged.
"Maybe Todd knows where they are, they ARE his family, after all".
Before Jamie could reply, Storm and Forge entered the mansion, instantly being bombarded by teenagers.
"Well?", said Bobby, holding his beloved chart.
"Well what?", asked Storm, blinking.
"The baby?", said Bobby, tapping on his chart, "enquiring minds need to know!"
"Oh, THAT", said Forge, then smirked, "we decided to leave it, we wanted it to be a surpise"
"WHAT?!", shouted the teens.
"PYSCHE!", laughed the couple.
"We're going to have a daughter", said Storm proudly.
"NOOOOOOO!", screamed Roberto, then noticed he was being stared at, "....way, that is "
"I win, I win, I win!", sang Dani, then smirked at Roberto, "hear that Robbie? I win, you lose. Lose, lose, lose. What did you do? Looooooose! YOU'RE the loser, I'M the winner!".
"......Overdoing it a bit there, Danielle", sighed Roberto as his girlfriend basked in her moment of glory.
"Fletchlor!", said Warlock, tossing a handfull of potato peelings at Ororo.
"Okay", said Storm, blinking at a potato peel landed on her head.
"It is a Technarcian way of wishing well", said Warlock, "...though it is usually used for when one goes to fight in battle to the death".
Okay, so there wasn't a whole lot of joy on his home planet. He couldn't help that!.
"Well...err...thanks", said Storm with a smile, "and the best thing about the baby being a girl is, Fonzie is COMPLETEY off the table! HAH!"
Forge pouted, before smiling.
"Technically, 'Fonzie' is a unisex..."
"NO!".
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[1] - In case you didn't know, Arthur Fonzarelli AKA Fonzie AKA Fonz and Joanie were characters from the 70's show 'Happy Days'. The Brady Bunch was an equally cheesy 70's show, and if you don't know what Grease is...you need help.
[2] - Gods bless Rachel in Friends for inspiring me with that. The Friends cast during times of pregnancy bring insane to a whole new level.
Yey Lancitty! See? I PROMISED I'd bring it back, I'm a true Lancitty fan at heart :D And yes, Forge and Storm are gonna have a daughter looks through notes and WHAT a daughter! Do review. Until next time..
By Todd Fan
Disclaimer: "Louder. You're shouting for two now"
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Well, after all that heavy stuff these last few chapters, it's time to take a breather and have some fun. Sadly, in this fic, most of the 'fun' comes from Forge torture....Poor sod.
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Chapter 11 - GOB day
---
Two months had passed since the attack on the Guthrie farm. There had been no sign of futher movements from the Circle since then...and though the Institute kept a eye out, it was began to believe that perhaps they'd seen the last of the villians. Of course, the Hellfire Club was the LEAST of their worries at that moment in time.
BANG!
The door of the Institute slammed open and Forge dashed in, gasping for breath.
".....Are you trying out for some kind of marathon, Forge?", asked Xavier, frowning, he didn't like people slamming his doors.
"No", said Forge, pausing for breath, "Ororo got a fresh batch of pregnancy hormones this morning. As soon as she comes in, will somebody please, please, PLEASE tell her how great she looks?"
".....Ooookay", said Hank, blinking.
The door slammed open a few minutes later, with a not-happy Storm walking though. She was instantly bomarded with praise and compliments.
"WOW, you look so great!"
"A dream, Ororo! You're so very beautifull"
"Did you do something with your hair?"
"Is that a new outfit?"
Storm blinked at them all before narrowing her eyes.
"DON'T PATRONISE ME!!!!", she screamed, thunder crackling in the sky.
The rest of the present company fell silent, not wanting to incur the Goddesess wrath.
"So.....", said Hank, carefully placing his words, "don't you have your sonogram today?"
Storm sat down at the table, making Logan shuffle his chair away from her in the process.
"Yes", she said, then smiled sweetly, "I'm so happy"
"Wait, this is GOB day?!!", said Kurt, looking up.
Forge blinked.
"GOB day?".
"Girl or Boy day", sighed Shortpack, "the students have been having a poll what the baby will be"
"You've been making money off my unborn child?!!!", said Storm, then paused, "I want a twenty per cent cut of the takings"
"But...", started Bobby, "it's OUR money!".
"It's MY baby!", snapped Storm, "are YOU growing it? No! Are YOU throwing up and sweating all day? No, no, NO!".
"It can't be THAT bad, Ororo, you made it into the second trimester", said Xavier cheerfully.
"Oh yes, only four months of torture left, the battle is truely over", said Storm sarcastically.
-----
"Penny for your thoughts"
Kitty blinked out of her deep thought, looking over at her roommate, who was watching her with an arched brow.
"Huh?"
"Ahhh", said Dani with a smile, "so she IS still on planet Earth".
"Sorry, Danielle", said Kitty, clearing her throat, "I was...thinking"
""Kitty you have been 'thinking' for two months now", she said, "ever since Avalanche visited you".
"You...you know about Lance?", she asked, confused.
"Well, yeah", said Dani, "I got tired of seeing you moping everywhere, so I asked Roberto who he was".
"Oh", said Kitty, then sighed, "I should have told you about him, Danielle, I'm sorry".
"Hey, it's okay", said Dani with a smile, putting a hand on her friends shoulder, "but I think what you need to worry about is how you tell him"
"Tell him?", asked Kitty, trying to be oblivious.
"Tell him that you still love him", said Dani, putting her hands on her hips, "Spirit, girl, it's obvious how you feel about him".
Kitty sighed, brushing a hand through her hair nervously.
"I don't know, Dani", she said, "after all this time....after everything I've said to him.."
"Isn't it better to take a chance, and find out, then never knowing?", said Dani, arching a brow.
"You're not going to let me escape this one, are you?", asked Kitty with a defeated sigh.
"No", said Danielle, giving a sly smile, "that's that friends are for, to support, comfort and occasionally nudge in the right direction"
"Nuge or push?", said Kitty sarcastically.
"Whichever comes first", smiled Dani.
Kitty frowned at her for a moment, before sighing.
"Okay, okay", she said defeatedly, "I'm going!"
She gave her roomate one more 'this is all YOUR fault' glare, before leaving the room.
"Good luck", said Dani with a small smile.
---
Storm groaned, looking at her watch.
"Seriously, kids, we're going to be late", she shouted, "so hurry it up!"
"Last bets, people!", called out Bobby, holding a little tally chart, "Girl or Boy, Boy or Girl, make your bet!"
"You do that so well...it frightens me, Robert", said Hank, blinking.
"Thank you!", said Bobby with a bow, then grinned as Lizzie stomped moodily past.
The X-Men had learned only too painfully that not all the Guthries were as peacefull, calm and generally easy-going as Sam was. His sister was, if anything, his polar opposite, and wasn't afraid to let people know about it. Not that it stopped Bobby Drake from trying, no sir-ree!.
"Hey, Lizzie, what should we put you down for?", he said with a grin, tapping his board, "you think it'll be a boy or girl?".
"A'h don't give a rats ass", replied Lizzie, picking up the book she'd left on the table.
"Oh, I forgot", said Bobby with a chuckle, "you're the fabled 'Evil Guthrie'".
"Bite me, Icecube", growled Lizzie, pushing him out of the way, storming up to her room, where she prefered to spend most of her time, "MOVE IT, DaCosta!"
There was the sound of a scuffle only two mutants with enchanced strength could manage, before Roberto was tossed into the kitchen, a minature soccer ball in his hands.
"Excuse you too!", he called back, before looking at Sam pointedly, "Your sister scares me in ways I can't even begin to describe"
Sam shrugged, sure, he'd tried to make her feel welcome to the mansion when she'd arrived, cooking foods she liked (or at least, USED to like) and trying to hold some conversation with her, but she'd made it quite clear she wanted nothing to do with her elder sibling, and so did her very best to ignore his presence completely. Because of this, there was an unspoken unspoken peace treaty between the two Guthries, she'd leave him alone...if he left her alone.
"Join the club", he replied.
Roberto sighed, before grinning running over to Storm, dangling his minature soccer ball over her belly.
"Here you go, Baby", said Roberto to the lump, "Uncle Robbie has got you a little soccer ball"
"Roberto, Sweetie", said Storm calmly, "I don't think you can influence the gender of the baby....not even by offering it sporting goods"
Roberto blinked at her, his smile fading.
"Oh", he said, "...I knew that".
---
Kitty shivered as she headed to the Brotherhood house, wishing she'd picked up a coat before she'd gone out as the rain started to pour down....Storm must have been nervous.
"I'll be glad when she's back to normal", Kitty muttered as she trudged through the rain, her wet hair clinging to her face, "I'm gonna kill Forge".
She gave a sigh of relief as the Brotherhood house came into view, as soon as she got onto the porch, she knocked the door...and waited...
"Come on, it's freezing and wet out here!", she shouted.
The door opened and Wanda blinked at her.
"What do YOU want?", she asked, crossing her arms.
"Is Lance home?", asked Kitty with a nervous smile, trying to lean closer to the door to get at least a BIT out of the wet.
"He's in the back", replied Wanda, closing the door in her face.
Kitty sighed, trudging back into the wet, muttering under her breath as she got to the Brotherhood's back yard. Lance was indeed there, his eyes closed, his legs crossed, he looked like he was almost...meditating. She watched as the wet ground trembled a little, moving in slow, steady ripples. She cleared her throat, not wanting to disturb him, but hey, she was WET!. Lance opened his eyes, the ground stopping it's odd dance, glancing up at her with a smile, standing up quickly.
"Kitty!", he said, then frowned, "you're soaked!".
"Yeah", said Kitty with a chuckle, "blame it on the weather-witch".
She nodded to where he'd been sitting.
"What were you doing?"
"Practising my control", said Lance with a embarassed smile, "it's...err..easier when the ground is wet"
He sighed, looking at her.
"Why are you here?", he asked her, his eyes searching hers, desperate for an answer.
"You know why I'm here", she whispered, looking down.
Lance put his hand gently under her chin, raising it so he could look her in the eyes.
"Kitty..", he started, he couldn't find the words to ask her...ask her if she was coming to save his heart or to break it.
She looked up at him, both of them thouroughly soaked with the downpour. She gave him a small smile.
"Lance...I chose you", she whispered.
Lance grinned, brushing his hand over her wet hair, moving it from her face.
"Thank you", he said softly.
Kitty smiled, leaning up to kiss him, Lance returning it with all his heart, wrapping his arms around her, neither caring about the rain anymore, they had each other, and didn't want to let go again.
----
"You know......we're gonna have a flood again", mused Forge, glancing out of the doctors window at the pouring rain, "...you can stop now, 'Ro".
"No, can't", said Storm, shaking her head, from where she was half-seated, half-lying on the bed, waiting for the doctor to show, "get my mind off it, talk about something!"
"Like...what?", asked Forge, slightly amused.
"Anything!", said Storm, "inventions, the 70's, babies!"
"Oooh, I know! Remember when we were talking about baby names?", said Forge, "you know what a really good name is?"
Storm cut him off.
"For the final time, Forge, we are not, and I strongly repeat, N-O-T calling our child 'Fonzie', under any circumstances", she said, "that also goes for 'Arthur', 'Fonzarelli' or, indeed, 'Fonz'".
Forge deflated a little.
"Aww", he said, "oh well, that's okay because I know a bunch of other...."
"NOR is our child being named after any of the Happy Days gang".
"....Darn", said Forge, "not even Joanie?"
"Not even Joanie", said Storm, "and don't even try me with characters from 'Grease'".
"Well, you're no fun", Forge pouted, then smiled, "how about from the Brady Bunch?" [1]
"NO!"
"Awww", said Forge with a defeated sigh, smiling as the doctor came in.
"Oh yes", said the doctor, eying Forge, "I had forgotten about your...unique situation".
"Great, isn't it?", said Forge dryly.
"Uh...huh", said the doctor, before smilign at Storm, "Okay, Mrs Munroe, we're all ready"
She smiled again, switching on the sonogram machine.
"And here's your baby", she said.
"Awwwww, lookit our little baby", said Storm, squeasing Forge's hand.
"Wow", said Forge in an awed voice, "that's amazing"
The doctor smiled
"Well, it's a very healthy baby..."
She paused arching a brow.
"Do you want to know the sex?".
"We'd better", winced Storm, "there's a mansion-full of teenagers wasting their allowances on this".
The doctor blinked at her before chuckling.
"Wagers, huh?", she said, "not the first time I've heard of that"
She checked the sonogram again before smiling.
"She's a girl"
Storm sniffed.
"A girl, we're going to have a daughter!"
"I'll let you two have a moment", said the Doctor, walking off. A few seconds after she had gone, Forge whimpered.
"I don't see her"
Storm arched a brow at him.
"But you said you could!"
"I LIED!", wailed Forge, "Oh man, I've failed as a father already!"
"Are you sure it's not your powers messing it up?", tried Storm, "you know, all that technology and...beeping things?"
"No!", said Forge, "all I can see are black, wavy lines...and a white blobby thing!"
Storm blinked.
"Forge....honey, she is the white blobby thing"
Forge blinked.
"Oh", he said, "...well I see that" [2]
"There you go", said Storm, patting his arm.
"Hi little girl", said Forge with a smile, waving at the sonogram.
"Are you welling up?", teased Storm.
"No", sniffed Forge
"Yes you are!", grinned Storm, "you're going to be a Daddy"
"Aww, quit it!", said Forge, letting out a sob, "evil woman".
----
Jamie gave a frustrated sigh, dropping the telephone back into it's stand. He'd been trying to get in touch with Gina for two days now...and no one had even picked up the phone...it was starting to worry him.
"Ah luck?".
He glanced over at Rogue, shaking his head solemly.
"Awww, they've probably gone on vacation or something", said Rogue, trying to reassure the poor little guy.
"Without saying anything?", said Jamie.
Rogue shrugged.
"Maybe Todd knows where they are, they ARE his family, after all".
Before Jamie could reply, Storm and Forge entered the mansion, instantly being bombarded by teenagers.
"Well?", said Bobby, holding his beloved chart.
"Well what?", asked Storm, blinking.
"The baby?", said Bobby, tapping on his chart, "enquiring minds need to know!"
"Oh, THAT", said Forge, then smirked, "we decided to leave it, we wanted it to be a surpise"
"WHAT?!", shouted the teens.
"PYSCHE!", laughed the couple.
"We're going to have a daughter", said Storm proudly.
"NOOOOOOO!", screamed Roberto, then noticed he was being stared at, "....way, that is "
"I win, I win, I win!", sang Dani, then smirked at Roberto, "hear that Robbie? I win, you lose. Lose, lose, lose. What did you do? Looooooose! YOU'RE the loser, I'M the winner!".
"......Overdoing it a bit there, Danielle", sighed Roberto as his girlfriend basked in her moment of glory.
"Fletchlor!", said Warlock, tossing a handfull of potato peelings at Ororo.
"Okay", said Storm, blinking at a potato peel landed on her head.
"It is a Technarcian way of wishing well", said Warlock, "...though it is usually used for when one goes to fight in battle to the death".
Okay, so there wasn't a whole lot of joy on his home planet. He couldn't help that!.
"Well...err...thanks", said Storm with a smile, "and the best thing about the baby being a girl is, Fonzie is COMPLETEY off the table! HAH!"
Forge pouted, before smiling.
"Technically, 'Fonzie' is a unisex..."
"NO!".
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[1] - In case you didn't know, Arthur Fonzarelli AKA Fonzie AKA Fonz and Joanie were characters from the 70's show 'Happy Days'. The Brady Bunch was an equally cheesy 70's show, and if you don't know what Grease is...you need help.
[2] - Gods bless Rachel in Friends for inspiring me with that. The Friends cast during times of pregnancy bring insane to a whole new level.
Yey Lancitty! See? I PROMISED I'd bring it back, I'm a true Lancitty fan at heart :D And yes, Forge and Storm are gonna have a daughter looks through notes and WHAT a daughter! Do review. Until next time..