The four male mutants and Jean sat down at the table and waited while Ororo
brought out the dinner. It was chicken and mashed potatoes.
"Finally, I'm starved. I haven't eaten all day." Logan stated as the white- hair woman put some onto his plate. "It looks great, 'Ro."
"Yes. You better hurry up and eat yours," Jean said, smiling slightly too brightly.
"On second thought, I'm not that hungry after all." Logan replied, leaning back in his chair and pushing his plate towards the center.
Jean shrugged. "Suit yourself." She took a bite out of her own food.
Scott looked at Jean for a moment before starting on his mashed potatoes hungrily.
Ororo, Hank, and Professor Xavier shook their heads and started to eat.
When the meal was almost over, Jean looked up at Logan happily. "Are you sure you don't want yours, Logan? It would be a shame for you to go hungry." He nodded. "Oh well. Some people just don't appreciate good cooking. May Scott and I be excused?"
Professor X nodded. "Take your plates to the sink, Jean."
"Of course." Jean answered, taking her dish in one hand and Scott's hand in the other. "Come on, Scott."
They went into the kitchen.
"What did you do to Logan's plate?" Scott asked once they were out of hearing range and the door had closed behind them.
"Can you keep a secret?" Jean asked. He nodded. "Pinky swear?"
He locked his pinky with hers. "Pinky swear."
"Okay. I guess I can tell you." She took in a deep breath like she was going to say something important then exhaled. "Absolutely nothing." She answered, her eyes sparkling with laughter.
"What?" Scott asked, surprised.
"I did nothing. It's all in his head. The fear of what I might do will torture him for days. I won't have to do anything. He'll do it all for me." She stated.
"The perfect revenge." He replied.
"What?"
"The perfect revenge. One that doesn't lead back to you in any way and inevitably destroys the enemy in the process." Scott said.
She laughed. "Come on, Scott." She grabbed his hand and took him out of the room. He was starting to get used to traveling that way.
-
"Kids! Down time!" Ororo yelled up the stairs.
"What's down time?" Scott asked. They were sitting in Jean's room, playing one of her videogames.
"It's where we all change into our PJ's and spend some time in the living room together before bedtime." Jean answered, turning off her videogames.
"But I don't have any pajamas." Scott replied.
"Did you check your dresser?" Jean asked.
"No."
"Then don't say you don't." Jean said. "Now shoo so I can change."
Scott left her room and went across the hall to his room. What the heck did that silly girl mean? Of course he didn't have any pajamas. The Professor could have known about his lasers ahead of time, but there was no way he knew Scott's sizes ahead of time.
But sure enough, when Scott opened the top drawer, he found a set of gray and blue PJ's. The rest of the drawer was filled with boxers and socks. Actually, all of the drawers were filled with clothes and when he checked the closet, it, too, was filled. He quickly changed and went down the stairs.
When he got to the living room, Jean and Hank were all ready immersed in a game of chess and the others were watching.
"Who's winning?" he asked, sitting next to Ororo.
"Jean is." She answered.
"Jeannie always wins." Logan added, sounding very bored.
"Always? Against all of you?" Scott asked.
"Kid, if she can beat Hank, none of the rest of us stand much of a chance against her." Logan replied.
Scott watched them play for about a half-hour before Jean pulled her queen back to her starting side.
"She's toying with him," Scott stated, amazed. "If she had moved her queen to E5, she could have taken his king in two moves."
Ororo and Logan looked over at Scott, clearly surprised.
"You know how to play?" Ororo asked.
"Sure. It was one of my family's favorite games before... the accident...." Scott trailed off.
"Miss Grey, I grow tired of your games. Please, show mercy and finish me off," Hank said with a dramatic air.
"If you insist." Jean said, moving her queen back to where it was.
"I do." Hank replied, moving one of his knights to where he thought she would attack.
"Checkmate." Jean said, placing her queen into position.
"An honorable game, I must say." Hank congratulated, shaking her hand. Jean giggled and hugged him. They moved the pieces back to their positions.
"I want to play her," Scott stated, standing up.
"Are you sure?" Hank asked, taken aback. No one actually wanted to play against Jean, they'd lose. He only played because the only other person who'd play her was Prof. X and he knew that it wasn't much fun to play the same person over and over.
"Yeah."
"Finally, I'm starved. I haven't eaten all day." Logan stated as the white- hair woman put some onto his plate. "It looks great, 'Ro."
"Yes. You better hurry up and eat yours," Jean said, smiling slightly too brightly.
"On second thought, I'm not that hungry after all." Logan replied, leaning back in his chair and pushing his plate towards the center.
Jean shrugged. "Suit yourself." She took a bite out of her own food.
Scott looked at Jean for a moment before starting on his mashed potatoes hungrily.
Ororo, Hank, and Professor Xavier shook their heads and started to eat.
When the meal was almost over, Jean looked up at Logan happily. "Are you sure you don't want yours, Logan? It would be a shame for you to go hungry." He nodded. "Oh well. Some people just don't appreciate good cooking. May Scott and I be excused?"
Professor X nodded. "Take your plates to the sink, Jean."
"Of course." Jean answered, taking her dish in one hand and Scott's hand in the other. "Come on, Scott."
They went into the kitchen.
"What did you do to Logan's plate?" Scott asked once they were out of hearing range and the door had closed behind them.
"Can you keep a secret?" Jean asked. He nodded. "Pinky swear?"
He locked his pinky with hers. "Pinky swear."
"Okay. I guess I can tell you." She took in a deep breath like she was going to say something important then exhaled. "Absolutely nothing." She answered, her eyes sparkling with laughter.
"What?" Scott asked, surprised.
"I did nothing. It's all in his head. The fear of what I might do will torture him for days. I won't have to do anything. He'll do it all for me." She stated.
"The perfect revenge." He replied.
"What?"
"The perfect revenge. One that doesn't lead back to you in any way and inevitably destroys the enemy in the process." Scott said.
She laughed. "Come on, Scott." She grabbed his hand and took him out of the room. He was starting to get used to traveling that way.
-
"Kids! Down time!" Ororo yelled up the stairs.
"What's down time?" Scott asked. They were sitting in Jean's room, playing one of her videogames.
"It's where we all change into our PJ's and spend some time in the living room together before bedtime." Jean answered, turning off her videogames.
"But I don't have any pajamas." Scott replied.
"Did you check your dresser?" Jean asked.
"No."
"Then don't say you don't." Jean said. "Now shoo so I can change."
Scott left her room and went across the hall to his room. What the heck did that silly girl mean? Of course he didn't have any pajamas. The Professor could have known about his lasers ahead of time, but there was no way he knew Scott's sizes ahead of time.
But sure enough, when Scott opened the top drawer, he found a set of gray and blue PJ's. The rest of the drawer was filled with boxers and socks. Actually, all of the drawers were filled with clothes and when he checked the closet, it, too, was filled. He quickly changed and went down the stairs.
When he got to the living room, Jean and Hank were all ready immersed in a game of chess and the others were watching.
"Who's winning?" he asked, sitting next to Ororo.
"Jean is." She answered.
"Jeannie always wins." Logan added, sounding very bored.
"Always? Against all of you?" Scott asked.
"Kid, if she can beat Hank, none of the rest of us stand much of a chance against her." Logan replied.
Scott watched them play for about a half-hour before Jean pulled her queen back to her starting side.
"She's toying with him," Scott stated, amazed. "If she had moved her queen to E5, she could have taken his king in two moves."
Ororo and Logan looked over at Scott, clearly surprised.
"You know how to play?" Ororo asked.
"Sure. It was one of my family's favorite games before... the accident...." Scott trailed off.
"Miss Grey, I grow tired of your games. Please, show mercy and finish me off," Hank said with a dramatic air.
"If you insist." Jean said, moving her queen back to where it was.
"I do." Hank replied, moving one of his knights to where he thought she would attack.
"Checkmate." Jean said, placing her queen into position.
"An honorable game, I must say." Hank congratulated, shaking her hand. Jean giggled and hugged him. They moved the pieces back to their positions.
"I want to play her," Scott stated, standing up.
"Are you sure?" Hank asked, taken aback. No one actually wanted to play against Jean, they'd lose. He only played because the only other person who'd play her was Prof. X and he knew that it wasn't much fun to play the same person over and over.
"Yeah."