ME: Have ya'll ever noticed that I'm one of the few writers who puts pointless chatter up here for no reason other than I feel like it? Do you find that annoying or amusing? Hm, the world may never know. I discovered I was on some of ya'll's Author Alert lists. All I have to say is thanks for likin' my stuff and if you haven't reviewed yet... DO SO NOW!!! The writer commands you!!!

(Agent-G): Really, you find my threats colorful? I'm flattered. But trust me, that feeding people to turkeys is one of my less threatening threats. Also, I hope you don't mind but I put one of Vincent's sayings on my profile under my all time favorite quotes section. You can see it there. You might as well read the whole friggin' thing cuz it's pretty funny.

Sigh; anyway, I need to acknowledge some inspiration I had for the character Jasper. To be honest... he's based off my horse, Jasper. He's a bit slow (mentally) and as stubborn as, well, a horse's ass, but at the same time is a sweetie who really just wants to eat carrots. And run so fast you fall off his back... but anyway; Jasper's a huge (16 hands to be exact), dapple-gray gelding, (The horse dude, not the fictional character!) thoroughbred. He doesn't race, but if you held a carrot in front of his face he'd break the sound barrier. No, really!

Jasper: I'm not a horse, don't worry.

Jasper: Neigh!

Jasper: Stupid animal.

ME: Confusing, aye?

Jaeger: I have fans! Go me!

Van: I have a fan or two myself, thanks.

Lonna: I need to be more involved, I haven't done much yet. No one likes me.

ME: Don't worry, I have plans for you.

Jaeger: We love you.

Lonna: Really? Thanks!

Ch. 7
(I gave up naming chapters cuz I can't think up any good titles.)
Jasper

Ok, lemme get a few things straight. You cannot call me Tex, I don't have a southern accent, I wouldn't be caught dead wearing a cowboy hat and boots, I don't like chili, (Barbeque is pretty good, but normally we eat spaghetti or pizza.) and I can't stand country western music!!! We Texans have lives too ya know! I do play the guitar, but not a country guitar, I'm talking rock-and-roll! Hard rock-and-roll. I also play the harmonica, but I've never been to prison. The only "Texan" thing I do is ride horses. Been riding since I was four. I don't ride them to school-though that would be a treat-nor do I ride bulls and broncos in the rodeo. I don't even ride in the rodeo period. I ride English, not in those big western saddles. I live on a barn, yes, but cats are a danger to society and I'm deadly allergic. I love dogs and horses though.

But not cats.

"Shoo," I waved my hand at the feline menace. "Scat you!"

It sat between me and my saddle. It looked so content just sitting there, basking in the sun, and washing its stupid little paws.

"Beat it you!" I threw a pebble at the creature. It hissed in response, making me back up a few paces. Stupid animal, why won't it move?

"Having trouble with Rosie?" Gram asked behind me.

"Maybe."

She walked over and picked it up. "Rosie"-as the monster is called-purred happily.

"Show off," I muttered as I walked past her.

She smiled her innocent, old-lady smile. "You just have to be a cat person."

"Pfft. Yeah, right. That'll be the day."

I picked up my saddle and set it on my horse, Midas. I tightened the girth and pulled out his bridle. I didn't bother with a helmet. They don't fit over my horns.

"That's the mutant-boy I told you about," I heard one of the rider, Katie telling her friend. Oh, sure. Let's all poke fun at the mutant. It's not like I asked to look like a... this!

I growled and the two girls gasped and jumped away. I tend to have that affect on people. Maybe it's my eyes. All four of them. Or maybe it's my tail, or my wings. I could never figure that out.

I hope my sister doesn't mind.

~*~

Jaeger

I wonder if he looks like me? I wonder what his power is? I wonder what he's like?

"Professor? What's his power?"

Professor X smiled at my eagerness, but shook his head. "I told you to see for yourself. Try to be patient."

Patient? Yeah, right. Sure. Cause I'm the most patient person in the world. "Just gimme a hint," I pleaded.

"We'll be arriving in ten minutes. Surely you can wait that long."

I shook my head so hard I got dizzy. "No, I can't! Tell me now!"

He said nothing. Damn.

We got there in ten minutes, just like Mr. Xavier said we would. The barn was nice. Horses everywhere, and lots of people riding. I always wanted to ride a horse, but Mom was twisted (I'm sure I've mentioned that before.) and told me horses live to make life Hell. She told me that when I was four, so when I told her that she used a bad word she got pissed off and...

But I'm happy cause I'm gonna meet the brother I never had! Or didn't know I had. Something like that.

This place is huge; I dunno where to start looking. So I looked at the horses while Professor X talked to an older lady who looked like a professional rider. She was teaching a class or something.

Aww, the horses are so pretty. I approached a big black one that was standing in its stall and stroked its nose.

"That's Seth," a voice said behind me. "I get to ride him today."

I turned around and faced two young, excited looking girls. I smiled at her. Maybe she could tell me where Jasper is.

"Hey do you know Jasper?"

"Mutant-boy?" she asked. "He's over there. But I think he's in a bad mood. He was growling at us earlier."

"Why?" I tried not to laugh. Growling?

"He's just weird," one of the girls said. "I've never met him before, but Katie says he's feral."

"He is."

"Uh, right."

I slipped away to go find my growling brother. This should be interesting.

Whoa. I guess that's him...

He was tall (about a half a head taller than me), with huge dragon-like wings growing out of his shoulder. He had horns sticking out of his forehead, small, one-inch spikes running down his spine, a lion-like tail, and horse-like ears. Oh yeah, did I mention the incredibly large claws! Instead of fingers this guy's got talons! We don't look anything alike, except we both have blond hair.

Oh, he'll get on great with Kurt.

I approached slowly. If those girls were serious when they said he was feral, then those claws could do a lot of damage.

I cleared my throat. "Uh, hi."

He looked up. "Yeah?"

"Jasper right?"

"Yee-up."

I smiled. "It's me, Jaeger!"

He smiled from ear to ear. His tail lashed happily back and forth like dogs do when they're happy. "It's about time, what took ya?"

"The Professor and I fought over who got to fly the jet," I joked.

"Ya'll have a jet?" he looked astounded. Who wouldn't be, if someone has a private jet they're a god.

"Professor X does, I can't fly it yet. I get to start training when the other students get back."

His eyes widened, and then... he opened a smaller pair of eyes right bellow his other ones... creepy.

"That is soooooooo cool!" He yelled. The horse beside him started and he quieted down. "How fast does it go?" he whispered.

"I dunno, probably real fast."

"Can I try?"

"Not until I do first."

"I'll fight you for it."

"Bring it, but don't scratch me."

"Ok."

There was an awkward silence as we thought of what to say.

~*~

Jasper

There was an awkward silence as we thought of what to say.

I like her so far. We've only been talking like, two minutes, but so far, she's cool. She got all the looks though. Lucky, she doesn't have horns and wings. Well, actually, wings are pretty cool. But at least she doesn't have horns.

We just kind of stood there for a while. Me holding Midas's reins, she looking around at things.

"Why are you talking to him?" Katie sneered. Great. Why can't she go away?

Jaeger shrugged. "Cause he's funny lookin'."

Is she kidding or being mean?

"He's scary," Katie argued.

"He's cool," Jaeger fought back.

"But why him? You can come hang out with us."

"No, three's a crowd, but two suits me just fine."

"But he's-"

"Cool, yes, I know."

"He's not cool he's feral."

"Do you even know what feral means?"

"Yes!"

"Good, cause he's not feral."

"He's a freak!"

My turn to jump in. "Sticks and stones, they break my bones, but whips and chains excite me."

They all gave me weird looks. I smiled with satisfaction. Katie and her little buddy left. Jaeger raised an eyebrow. "Dude, do you know how perverted that just sounded?"

"Yup."

"You sounded like a dominatrix or something, which is really... yeah. Wrong."

I shrugged. "I scared 'em off didn't I?"

"I'll give you that."

I looked at Midas. "Have you ever ridden a horse?"

"No."

"Well, you should. How long'll you be staying?"

She shrugged. "Until the Professor's done talking to your dad."

"Do you wanna meet Dad?"

She looked a bit, oh, I dunno. Nervous I guess. Who wouldn't be? I mean she's never met the guy! I'll probably feel the same when I meet Mom.

"Um, why don't you show me around?"

Fine then, I'll let her avoid it for now.

~

I showed her everything. I took her up to my room, down to the stables, through the back pastures, and under fences. When there was nothing to see I offered her the chance to meet Dad again and again she evaded the question entirely and said she wanted to see me ride. Now how could I say no?

So I rode Midas and she watched me. She told me things like, "Go jump that fence!" and "Go faster!" So I did. I rode for another hour.

~

"Just say 'Hi,'" I urged her. "He's a nice guy, honest."

"I'll talk when I feel like talking!"

"Talk now before we have to go!"

"No!"

"Look, he's right through that door, either you go out there and talk or I'll beat the tar out of you with this." I held my guitar up threateningly and shook it to get my point across.

"I have to pee."

"No you don't!"

"How do you know?"

"I'm psychic."

"Fine, but I'm blaming you when I pee my pants."

"Just go!" I pushed her out the door of my room and followed her into the hall where my dad was talking to the Professor.

I put my stuff down. We'll be leaving in five.

I hope my sister warms up to Dad.

~*~

Jaeger

I wanted to meet him, I really did...

Just not right then.

Mom's a pisshead. And to be honest, I was a bit scared Dad would be too, and not like me.

I was wrong. Oh boy, was I wrong.

Dad's great and I officially hate Jasper for getting the better parent. But I forgave him when he told me I could stay with him here next summer and Dad promised to teach me the basics of horseback riding.

Then, he asked about Mom. "How is she?" he asked.

I couldn't tell him she's some prostitute who's always half drowned in whiskey, it wouldn't be right. So I said, "She's great, but you've got it better than she does."

It's half true. Close enough for me.

Then we had to leave. I've never felt so sad in my life.

The flight home was fun though; Jasper and I talked the whole time and I told him all about the kids at the Institute and everything! It was great; I think we'll be fighting like normal brothers and sisters next week. I can't wait!

I think he's the best twin a twin could have.

_~*~_

ME: I'll say it again, REVIEW NOW!!!

Also, don't expect to get another chapter for a while, I'm going skiing this spring break so no chappies during that time.

PS: (Agent-G and BlackRoseApocolypse) Please don't write too many chapters while I'm gone (if you're not going anywhere I mean) because then I'll have to catch up with all that reading and I'll never get to write my fic! Thanx!

Jaeger: Day Tripper is a Beatles song yo! I can't figure out what the new character's power is!

Van: Here, here!

Lonna: No one likes me! Don't I have one fan out there?

Celeste: Don't worry, I'm the same way but I never complain.

Jasper: I'm new so I doubt anyone likes me one bit.

Jaeger: That's not true! We love you!

Jasper: *Blushes* Aw, shucks.

Van: Bashful aren't we?

ME: Bye! (Vincent, don't forget to kick Van's ass!)

Van: No!