Chapter Five
The fight in the Night
Aqueous: Guess what!
Tailfeather: What?
Aqueous: We don't own the X-men!
Tailfeather: Oh. So why did we break into Marvel last night and-
Aqueous: *covers Tailfeather's mouth* You and your over-active imagination!
Tailfeather: Mmrrff? Mmmrrfff! Mmmm, rrrr, fff!
Aqueous: Shut up! On with the fic!
In the night when everyone was asleep at the institute, Kurt was still awake. He couldn't get to sleep, he was thinking about Kitty. He rolled over, only to hear a sound outside. He got up form his bed and looked out the window. He saw someone on the ground getting ready to climb the wall.
As the someone-no longer-on-the-ground scaled the wall with mountain climbing hooks, ruining the wall, he slowly looked up and saw the window he was aiming for. As he slowly climbed up the wall and made it into Kurt's room, something was missing. The whole reason he had climbed into his room was to kill Kurt, and he wasn't there! He went to the light switch and turned it on. The bed and the room it was within was empty. He looked up and a furry blue face grinned back at him.
"Guten tag!" the blue lips mocked.
"Nightcrawler! I found you at last" Lance whispered
"Vhat do _you_ vant?" Kurt asked watching Lance as he moved slowly to the window "Your not going anyvhere until you've told me."
Lance looked at the window and then *bamf* Kurt was there in front of him.
"Now you can either tell me or I'll call the professor" Kurt dealed with him.
"I'll tell you what I want," answered Lance "I want Kitty." Kurt looked at Lance like he'd just grown a third arm.
"Vhat?" Kurt stuttered
"You heard me, I want kitty, she shouldn't be with you, she should be with me" Lance growled "Now can you just make my job easy and hand her over, or are you willing to fight to the death?"
"She's not something you can own, Lance" Kurt said angrily
"I'll take that as fighting talk, Nightcrawler" Lance mocked as he jumped on Kurt, who lost his footing and fell. They both started falling to the ground, as Kurt pulled Lance with him, wrestling each other in mid-air. Kurt teleported back to his room, but had to take Lance with him. They circled around each other, practically growling like wolves. Lance jumped at Kurt and they were both on the floor wrestling to be on top and have the advantage. Lance punched Kurt in the face and Kurt kicked him in the shins. They had a long little fight like this for about half an hour until they broke away and were gasping for air. They didn't take their eyes off each other for a second.
Unknown to them, a very sleepy Logan went to the bathroom. On his way back to bed though, he heard something going on in Kurt's room (they were being quiet about it) and he smelled someone unlike one of the X-men. He listened as they stopped for breath and was going to wait until he was needed, see if his training sessions were working.
Kurt and Lance had their breath back and were hand to hand combating again. Lance mustered all his strength and punched Kurt in the face again. Kurt fell to the floor and his lip started to bleed. Lance was cruel and didn't give Kurt any mercy. He stepped on Kurt back while he was on the floor, putting on all his weight. Kurt gasped for breath with Lance standing on him and teleported with him. Kurt teleported to the wall with Lance flopping to the floor flat on his face. Kurt decided it was his turn to step on Lance's back.
Lance wasn't as dazed though, for he wasn't just punched in the face and with Kurt on his back, he yanked his leg, tripping him over. Kurt smacked his head on the corner on his bedside table and fell unconscious to the floor.
Logan probably thought that Kurt had won the fight because he came in to find Lance climbing out the window with poor unconscious Kurt.
"Well done Elf, knew-" he started saying but then realized that it was Lance who won. His claws flicked out and he charged at Lance, but he had emedietly dropped to the ground outside and run like the wind.
_--*--_
Aqueous: *gets things thrown at her* What? It's not my fault it was so short! Blame Tailfeather!
Tailfeather: Hhmmm? What?
Aqueous: Get her! *an angry mob chases both of them, they run*
Tailfeather: I blame you for this!
_--*--_
Call out thingys!
The Tiny One: Ok, maybe we will kill Jean, much later!
Aqueous: Ok, shame on you! You know what happens! Stop putting ideas in the readers heads!
Ok, toodles for now!
The fight in the Night
Aqueous: Guess what!
Tailfeather: What?
Aqueous: We don't own the X-men!
Tailfeather: Oh. So why did we break into Marvel last night and-
Aqueous: *covers Tailfeather's mouth* You and your over-active imagination!
Tailfeather: Mmrrff? Mmmrrfff! Mmmm, rrrr, fff!
Aqueous: Shut up! On with the fic!
In the night when everyone was asleep at the institute, Kurt was still awake. He couldn't get to sleep, he was thinking about Kitty. He rolled over, only to hear a sound outside. He got up form his bed and looked out the window. He saw someone on the ground getting ready to climb the wall.
As the someone-no longer-on-the-ground scaled the wall with mountain climbing hooks, ruining the wall, he slowly looked up and saw the window he was aiming for. As he slowly climbed up the wall and made it into Kurt's room, something was missing. The whole reason he had climbed into his room was to kill Kurt, and he wasn't there! He went to the light switch and turned it on. The bed and the room it was within was empty. He looked up and a furry blue face grinned back at him.
"Guten tag!" the blue lips mocked.
"Nightcrawler! I found you at last" Lance whispered
"Vhat do _you_ vant?" Kurt asked watching Lance as he moved slowly to the window "Your not going anyvhere until you've told me."
Lance looked at the window and then *bamf* Kurt was there in front of him.
"Now you can either tell me or I'll call the professor" Kurt dealed with him.
"I'll tell you what I want," answered Lance "I want Kitty." Kurt looked at Lance like he'd just grown a third arm.
"Vhat?" Kurt stuttered
"You heard me, I want kitty, she shouldn't be with you, she should be with me" Lance growled "Now can you just make my job easy and hand her over, or are you willing to fight to the death?"
"She's not something you can own, Lance" Kurt said angrily
"I'll take that as fighting talk, Nightcrawler" Lance mocked as he jumped on Kurt, who lost his footing and fell. They both started falling to the ground, as Kurt pulled Lance with him, wrestling each other in mid-air. Kurt teleported back to his room, but had to take Lance with him. They circled around each other, practically growling like wolves. Lance jumped at Kurt and they were both on the floor wrestling to be on top and have the advantage. Lance punched Kurt in the face and Kurt kicked him in the shins. They had a long little fight like this for about half an hour until they broke away and were gasping for air. They didn't take their eyes off each other for a second.
Unknown to them, a very sleepy Logan went to the bathroom. On his way back to bed though, he heard something going on in Kurt's room (they were being quiet about it) and he smelled someone unlike one of the X-men. He listened as they stopped for breath and was going to wait until he was needed, see if his training sessions were working.
Kurt and Lance had their breath back and were hand to hand combating again. Lance mustered all his strength and punched Kurt in the face again. Kurt fell to the floor and his lip started to bleed. Lance was cruel and didn't give Kurt any mercy. He stepped on Kurt back while he was on the floor, putting on all his weight. Kurt gasped for breath with Lance standing on him and teleported with him. Kurt teleported to the wall with Lance flopping to the floor flat on his face. Kurt decided it was his turn to step on Lance's back.
Lance wasn't as dazed though, for he wasn't just punched in the face and with Kurt on his back, he yanked his leg, tripping him over. Kurt smacked his head on the corner on his bedside table and fell unconscious to the floor.
Logan probably thought that Kurt had won the fight because he came in to find Lance climbing out the window with poor unconscious Kurt.
"Well done Elf, knew-" he started saying but then realized that it was Lance who won. His claws flicked out and he charged at Lance, but he had emedietly dropped to the ground outside and run like the wind.
_--*--_
Aqueous: *gets things thrown at her* What? It's not my fault it was so short! Blame Tailfeather!
Tailfeather: Hhmmm? What?
Aqueous: Get her! *an angry mob chases both of them, they run*
Tailfeather: I blame you for this!
_--*--_
Call out thingys!
The Tiny One: Ok, maybe we will kill Jean, much later!
Aqueous: Ok, shame on you! You know what happens! Stop putting ideas in the readers heads!
Ok, toodles for now!