A Strong Man and his Firecracker
Beany
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Chapter Two
He had been searching for her all over the museum. Why couldn't he find her? He wanted to speak to her. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed a familiar coloured jacket stroll by carelessly.
As he turned around fully, he deduced that he was indeed correct in recognising Jubilee. He smiled while watching her.
'The jacket' he thought to himself whilst grinning. He remembered the bright yellow jacket from years ago. It had been a very snazzy trench coat back then until it met with a horrible accident before she had departed for university.
It had been an accident caused by a certain iced wonder. For some reason Bobby had thought it would be funny to dye Jubilee's coat green. The only problem was it had got caught up in the dodgy washing machine. He remembered pulling out the mangled piece of material and the look in Jubilee's eyes when she had seen it. She had been deeply hurt.
He couldn't stand that look of hurt that had been present in her eyes. So he had taken the ruined coat to a friend of his to see if he would be able to salvage it. His friend wasn't able to salvage the whole coat but he had been able to make a brand new jacket from it.
Jubilee's once oversized bright yellow trench coat had been turned into a short modern day jacket. It was no longer yellow but a deep green. However, the yellow still peeked out from under the green.
Jubilee had been ecstatic when he had given it to her. She had hugged him until he could barely breathe and scattered kisses about his face in pure joy. It was then he realised how special she was to him.
He had been hoping that he would be able to tell her how he felt at some point over the years but he had never found the right time. Now that she had returned to the mansion he was beginning to have doubts in whether he should divulge his true feelings to her. He just wasn't sure whether she felt the same way. Things had been different since her arrival back at the mansion. They had hardly spoken to one another. Well he was about to change that.
Piotr began to push past the throngs of people in the museum to get to Jubilee. As he drew nearer and odd feeling settled itself in the pit of his stomach. Something was wrong.
He made his way closer to Jubilee, as he did so; he saw the faintest light coming from her hands. He looked at her face and knew she was having trouble controlling it by the way her face was contorted in concentration.
His walk became a jog and his jog was going to become a full blown run had he not seen Jubilee relax and the glow from her hands fade. Still, he was worried about her.
He reached her just as she was turning around and placed his hands on her shoulders.
"Are you alright Jubilee?" he asked.