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The brotherhood house had grown steadily tenser from six o'clock on, everyone worried about the disaster that would be inflicted if Wanda was stood up by her date. They had all silently vowed that if Kurt dared to stand her up, they would break every bone in his body.
Except for the ever contrary Pietro, who was still in the frame of mind that the blue mutant was a bad influence.
At exactly one minute to seven, Kurt appeared in a cloud of smoke and landed on the back of the sofa, brushing himself down as he looked around him. "Am I late?"
"Just on time." Todd grinned, letting out all the gathered tension and settled down to watching some crummy movie he'd seen a hundred times already. The real show was going to start once Wanda got in; she had gone out to get something.
Kurt dropped down on the sofa, waiting. He felt like he was in some gangster movie as Fred sat on his left and Lance was on his right. Using his tail, he stole the remote and turned it to a music channel.
Lance blinked. "What's in that box you're cradling?"
"It's nothing." The blue mutant curled up about the box, his spine happily twisting to the impossible angle. Shuffling down on the sofa to get more comfortable, Kurt smiled and bobbed his head to the heavy beat, he had ended up with Rogues CD's after his swap and now had the songs stuck in his head.
Wanda then entered. She paused at the homely scene in front of her and smiled at them all. For the brotherhood this was terrifying, for Kurt it was a possible gate to freedom or death. He stiffened as she moved behind him and traced his neck, making his fur bristle.
"Vell zen, you're here. Vhat vere you getting?" Kurt cursed his curiosity.
"Well," Wanda flicked Lance off the couch and cuddled up next to Kurt, enjoying the feeling of his fur through the netted top, "I went to get some things."
"Like...?"
"You'll see." She grinned. "Wait till we're in the bedroom."
Pietro sprayed his juice across the room.
"That's disgusting, Pietro!" Wanda shook her head; the fact that the others were still happily watching the telly didn't bother her. "Come on, Kurt, I don't want you picking up bad habits." She paused. "Is that for me?"
Kurt looked at the box he had curled around. "Ja."
She took it and, carefully, peeked inside. "It's gorgeous!" A moment later, the spiked bangle was around her wrist. "How did you know?"
The blue mutant looked at the rest of her spiked bangles. "Uh, lucky guess?"
"Come on, you just have to see what I got you!"
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The bedroom hadn't changed at all, but it was the first time Kurt had admired the décor. There was a lot of red. A lot. He was sitting on the red bed and looking longingly through the window that was shrouded in red curtains.
Something soft brushed down his neck and he leapt up onto the ceiling, the movement cleverly making him lose his netted top.
Wanda seemed quite proud of that trick. "Come on down, I wont bite."
"I vasn't vorried about biting."
On the other side of the door, Fred frowned.
"What-are-they-saying?" Pietro begged.
"Kurt's not bothered if she bites him."
Back in the room, Kurt shook his head. "What's ze favour I owe you?"
Looking sadly at the red carpeted floor, Wanda twirled something in her hands. "You should relax a little, it's a big favour."
On the outside, Pietro was nearly bursting. "What-are-they-saying-now?"
Again, Fred dumbly translated. "She said something was big."
Kurt looked at the door which had thumped. "I think someone's at the door."
"They won't be for long." Wanda grinned.
"Run!" The brotherhood could be heard running off.
"Much better." Kurt dropped down without thinking and shook himself lightly before stretching. "Ok, favour?"
She tapped the bed. "Why don't you relax? It's kind of rude to just demand something from you."
"Vell..." The blue mutant thought back to all the manners he had had drummed into his blue furry skull at a young age. She had a point. He begrudgingly sat down on the bed next to her and was shocked when she bowled him over onto his stomach. "Err, Wanda, zis isn't very polite."
The Scarlet Witch grinned as she read the box that she removed a brush from. It guaranteed to relax cats, so it seemed quite likely to work. The item was run down his back and she waited for a moment.
"Vhat are you doing? Zhat really..."
"I was hoping you'd purr."
Kurt half rolled over and raised his eyebrows. "Nein, I only purr if you catch the right bit behind my ear, or tickle my tummy or spend a bit of time on my back." He froze, horrified that he had just told her how to make him purr.
"They should say that on the box."
Outside, Pietro looked at Fred. "Well?" He hissed.
"They said something about how it doesn't say that on the box and now she's giggling."
Wanda tried to stop laughing as Kurt pretended to meow as she ran the brush down his back. A few moments later and he gave up the pretence to be content with her treatment of his fur. "It also says it's supposed to give your cats coat a good glossy finish."
"You make me sound like a paint." The blue mutant yawned.
"What are they on about now?"
"Paint."
"What!"
Kurt raised his head, flicking his ear with a real effort. "Eavesdroppers again."
Wanda growled and raised her hex bolts again. She froze as her foot was caught by Kurt's tail.
"Don't go."
She smothered a laugh and flicked her wrist, there was several screams from behind the door. "Ok, did you prefer brush one or two?"
"The tougher bristled one."
Grinning, she went back to brushing his sleek coat and listening to his deep rumbling purr.
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Todd and Lance glanced at Pietro who had several wisps of smoke coming off him which Fred was desperately trying to put out. They shared a look then returned back to the movie.
It was Toad who spoke. "You still eavesdropping?"
"Of course – as soon as I stop burning." Pietro tried to brush some of the dust off him. "You should hear what's going on – they're talking about paint, things in boxes, biting and big things!"
There was a long silence before the three mutants burst out laughing.
"What's so funny?" Tabitha strolled into the room and took the bottle of water from Lance's hand. "Well?" She was suspicious that she had gotten the water so easily.
Todd grinned, taking great delight in what he was about to say. "Kurt's upstairs with Wanda."
"What!"
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Kurt jerked awake, frowning as he tried to shake off the lethargic feeling about him. "That's Tabitha in."
"I think the penguins in the South Pole heard her, Kurt."
The blue mutant nodded, putting his head on his arms again then opened one golden eye. "Vhy am I here again?"
Wanda grinned. "I don't know, I forgot when you started purring."
"Oh." He closed his eyes then sat bolt upright. "Vhat!"
The door banged open and Tabitha marched into the room. "What's going on with you and blue?"
"He was purring."
Kurt shook his head, looking for his shirt and only coming up with the cat brushes. The items were tossed aside before he fell off the bed and out of sight, reappearing and pulling on the netted top. "I have to go."
The Scarlet Witch glared at the other woman. "Thanks, Tabitha."
"You're welcome." She replied smugly then frowned as Kurt looked about the room wildly before going to the window. "Err; aren't you going to go downstairs for a snack, blue?"
"Nein, I should get going." With that, he teleported.
Wanda conjured a hex bolt. "You are going to suffer. Greatly."
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Creeping to the shower, Kurt looked about hopefully. The hall was completely silent. Moving on his hands and feet for extra stealth, the blue mutant sighed as he was again scooped up like some large feline.
Someone sniffed his fur and then removed something from Kurt's pocket. The chuckle could only belong on one person and Kurt felt his blood freeze.
"Logan." He smiled despite the fact that he couldn't see the man or indeed, where they were going. All he knew was that he was getting further away from the shower.
"Hello, elf, you're back late." Logan grinned as he looked at the object in his hand. "And what were you up too to take so long?"
"Err..." Kurt looked about the kitchen where he had been placed on the table, a beer put into one of his hands. It was sipped gratefully.
The Canadian sat on a chair and watched the mutant for a moment. After a moment, he broke into a grin. "This is going to be a real innuendo ridden conversation."
"Ja."
"Rahne, get out of the cupboard. Jean, get out from under the table. Jubilee, behind the door is not that original. Ok, now that we have that done – Kitty, Rogue, get in here and away from the door."
All the girls entered and sat down at the table.
There was an indignant sniff.
"Amara, you can come in too."
Kurt shook his head in embarrassment. The thought of purring mortified him, now the stupid little habit was about to be thrown into the open.
Logan put down exhibit A, a fluorescent yellow cat brush. "Explain."
"Heavy petting?" Kurt suggested with a sigh. "Wanda vas brushing mein fur."
Jubilee sighed. "She's so lucky; I bet it's like having a giant cat for a boyfriend."
Kurt chocked on his beer. "Vhat?"
Clearing his throat, Wolverine brought attention back to him before displaying exhibit B. "Rahne?"
She sniffed the air near the mutant. "He smells of Poison, Wanda's most favoured perfume which my sources have informed me she only puts on for special occasions."
The blue mutant blinked. "You have sources? Vhen did you have sources?"
Jean dismissed him with a wave of the hand. "I saw you leaving with a box."
"Presents already?" Rogue laughed lightly.
"It vas just a bracelet – a studded vun like mine."
Logan coughed. "Uh huh, we all believe you, thousands wouldn't."
"But it vas!"
The girls shook their heads and went to their rooms, gossiping the entire way about cat brushes and having a giant plush toy for a boyfriend. This brought on giggles bordering hysteria.
Kurt finally looked up at Logan. "You know that I know what you know. Please don't bring it up – I'll never live it down."
"Aint nothing wrong with purring."
"Do you...?"
"We won't say a thing, shall we?" Wolverine grinned as he left the room and Kurt on his own. When he was out of ear shot he snorted at the thought of Kurt purring. It was going to make a good bit of black mail in the future.
Despite the knowledge of school tomorrow, Kurt got another beer out.