Hey guys! Thanks SO much for all your support! I really feel like I'm onto something! And my kind of style is I change personalities around a little bit to make it pleasureable for everyone. Yes, the Pimpin Chair for Prof. X and Logan's unusual attitude. All for the best!

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Saturday had passed by fairly quickly, even if I didnt get my daily dousage of good butt-whooping in the Danger Room. I was a little nervous...Actually, I was VERY nervous because never had I seen Grandpa so worked up. I thought of him as the strongest person on Earth and nothing could get him freaked out like that.

It was getting dark, and I went outside to make sure all the kids came inside for dinner. I didnt like them playing in the dark, unless the Staff was out there and we'd play a rousing game of Dodge-The-Flashlight-Until-Logan-Gets-Mad-Cause-You-Kept-Shining-The-Light-In-His-Eyes.

I was about to go back inside when Pyro came out, looking as good as ever. I felt myself blush and mentally smacked myself as he came up to me, struggling to walk like a cowboy because he borrowed those really tight pants from Logan.

"Hey, darlin'," Pyro said.

"What are you doing with Logan's pants? He's gonna kill you if he finds out you were anywhere near his room." I protested.

"Well, it was my turn to do the laundry tonight and I saw these darned things on the floor so I tried them on. And..." He kinda squinshed his eyes and made an unhappy face.

"And what?" I giggled at the site of Monkey-Boy.

"Well...lets just say they hug your...items VERY tightly. No wonder hes so tight all the time. Why would he wear these?" He tried walking around some more but I could see it was only causing him more pain, which made me giggle harder.

"You think that's funny? You best me glad you're a gal there, darlin'!" He tried to smile but only ended up making an agonized face. He groaned and said, "That's it, I'm taking these off." And ran off into the house.

I burst out laughing until Grandpa came out with his eye twitching. "Mist, you are the only Junior-Mutant that knows about this new presence so far. And at perciesly midnight, this mutant that I am questionable about will be at our front step."

"How do you know?" I asked straitening out.

"Mathematical equations by the rate he or she is going on Cerybro. Remember,I cant make this figure out at all except for only a shadow. But I want you to put all the other children and Juniors to bed before Midnight. Tell them...I want them to get some early sleep for a Church session tomorrow. But I dont want anyone except the Staff meeting this new mutant...yet. Do you understand, Mist?"

"Yes...Does that mean I cant meet him either?" I asked.

"Well, even if I say no, you're going to try and find out anyway. But I know you're not the type to go and tell the whole school, that is why I'm glad it was you that overheard and not anyone else. But you must stay your distance because I dont know if he or she is a threat yet. Agreed?"

"Agreed, sir."

When it was about 11:30, I had all the children to bed, easily. A few that didn't sleep, I asked them to orginize their closets, and I'd pay them $20. As for the Juniors, I needed help from some of the Staff to tell them to go to bed and if they'd come out of their rooms, Grandpa would know and not let them out for the whole Sunday.

Midnight came. The Staff was sitting in the living room which was near the front entrance, patiently waiting. The Staff consisted of Grandpa, Logan, Scott, Storm, Jean, and a few other teachers. I melted into a puddle and waited behind the couch.

We waited for about 15 minutes. Then, a silent knock tapped on the front door. Scott jumped, but quietly went to the door and opened it. I didnt have a good view, but all I saw was a figure standing there, and then dropping to the floor. The Staff gasped and Jean and Scott took the newcomer and carried them to the lab for recovery and examination.

For now, they were no threat. But who knew what could happen next?