"Hey," greeted Peter as Logan looked at him with suspicious eyes.
"Um...Login was it?"
The other kids couldn't help but snicker. Logan also noticed behind him that Storm also let out a laugh....even the Professor tried to hold in his laughter. "That's, Logan!" He said with a very angry twist. "You didn't answer my question, what are you doin here?"
Peter saw the anger in his eyes. He was acting like he was an intruder. He then remembered what Bobby, Kitty, Rogue and Kurt told him about the "Wolverine", and that's that he acts on his animal instincts more than his human's. That's probably why he's acting so protective. ~Maybe this wasn't a good idea~
"Logan," said the professor as he approached in his wheel chair. "That's no way to greet our guest." That put comforting smile on Peter's face. Logan scoffed and backed off. "Right. Well Mr. Parker," began the professor again. "I must admit I haven't expected you to pay us a visit. Did the communicator not work?"
"Um, well, that's a long story." said Peter with a weak smile. "Anyway I wanted to talk to you about this school of yours. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't slightly interested," All of the teens were a little surprise to here Peter speak so intelligently and politely after spending a few hours with him. Kitty was going to compliment him on that, but decided not to say anything.
"Yes, of course. " replied the professor. "But I'm afraid it's too late to be talking about such things right now,"
Peter all of a sudden felt very unwelcome. "What? Do you mean there is no more room?"
"Oh no, of course not." Xavier spoke quickly. "It's just that, well, It's about 1:30 and-"
"1:30!?" yelled Peter. "1:30 in the morning?"
"Well, yes."
Peter looked at his watched which read 1:27. "Holy crap," He whispered to himself. "I'm sorry." Peter's teen-like voice quickly came back to him. "I completely lost track of time and..." Peter trailed off.
"It's quite alright," Professor said gently.
"Well, would it be OK, If I come back tomorrow?"
"Well, yes of course,"
"OK," said Peter. "Thank you I'm sorry for the trouble." Peter went to the table were the pizza box was and grabbed his mask, one last slice of pizza, and was said his farewell to the 3 teens. He was about to walk out when he was stopped by a older woman with white hair. "Mr. Parker, it's 1:30 in the morning," began a woman with long and unusually white hair. "Where do you plan on going this time of night? And do you parents know that you're here?"
Peter turned around and caught a glance at the woman who had to be Storm. She completely matched the description that was told by Kitty. She kind of looked like Halle Barry....with white long hair. "No." Peter responded. "My aunt thinks I'm sleeping over at a friends house. And yeah I know It's late, but Im sure there's a hotel open around here somewhere..."
"Nonsense!" the professor said immediately. Peter froze. "We have plenty of room right here." Peter couldn't help but smile at his hospitality. Plus, he wouldn't mind staying in a class-A, 3 or 4 story mansion. It must be a hell of a lot better than some run-down shit hole of a motel. Peter realized this, but he quickly put an a gentleman's image.
"Thanks, but I don't wanna intrude-"
"There's no intrusion at all." Replied Storm. "Like the professor said, we have plenty of room. And you look like we're able to trust you."
"What about Knives over there?" Peter regrettably said after recalling Logan's powers. Peter froze once again. Everyone knew he was referring to Logan, but he doesn't look like a guy who could take a joke to well, especially if it's about him. Not to mention the professor might consider that very rude.
The one called Wolverine cinched his teeth, and smirked. "Don't worry Sticky," Began Logan. "If you step outta line, I'll be there to straighten you out..." Needless to say, that scared the hell out of Peter.
"Right..." said the professor trying to lower the hostility. "I think it would be a good idea if we all went to bed. Kitty, would you show our guest to the guest room?"
"Sure, professor," said Kitty as she got up.
"Um, could you hold on a second?" Asked Peter. Professor nodded his head as Peter, quickly ran to the front door, opened it and picked up a bag that was right on the floor.
"Was that like, there the whole time?" asked Kitty as Peter ran back.
"Not really," began Peter. "I webbed it up on the wall just above the door, but since the web dissolves in like an hour or two, it was just outside,"
"Oh ok, well um...follow me. Ill show you to your room." Said Kitty.
"Alright," said Peter as he offered his hand to the professor. "Thank you very much professor."
Xavier grabbed his hand and shook it as he said. "It's our pleasure,"
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"So what do you guys do here?" asked Peter while him and kitty walked down the hall to find the guest room. "Just learn to control your powers?" He was trying to make conversation.
"Yeah, well, that and a little more..." she replied
"What's a 'little more'?" asked Peter suspiciously.
"Well, every once in a while we kinda....see remember the Brotherhood that we told you about?" asked Kitty.
"Oh...I see...so it's basically a good guy/bad guy story?"
"Something like that..."
"So this is also a place of heroes and costumes, huh?"
"You could say that.... Here we are," said Kitty as she opened the door to a vacant bedroom. "Your room, sir," Kitty said in a sophisticated voice pretending to be a butler.
"Good God!" Peter said as he walked into the room and admired it. "This is nice....and huge! It's twice as big as my room!" Peter looked around and found a small desk, a closet, a mirror, and an alarm clock right next queen size bed Peter than saw something on the bed. It was black. He picked it up and looked at it. It was a shirt. ""Hey, Kitty?" He called.
"Yeah?" she said as she was just about to leave.
"Does this shirt belong to someone?"
Kitty looked as if she had seen a ghost. "Ye...yeah..." She said as she grabbed it from him. "It belonged to the guy who was in here last..."
"Who?"
"Just a guy."
"Bull."
"What?" It was obvious to Peter that it was someone she cared about. Peter had a good idea who it was.
"Never mind" Peter finally said.
"Well, I'll leave you now. Be prepared to wake up early..."
"How early?"
"Early."
"I see." Kitty walked towards the door. "What? Aren't you gonna tuck me in?" Peter couldn't help but say that with a small smirk.
"Maybe next time," she said with a smile as she walked out of the room and shut the door.
Peter let out a little laugh. "Oh well, it was worth a try," he said to himself. "But she did say maybe next time....that has to be good." Peter threw his bag on the floor. He then unzipped it and took out a white shirt and sweats. He then saw a mirror on the other side of the room and looked at himself with it. ~"What? Aren't you gonna tuck me in?"~ Peter laughed after remembering what he said, looked at himself in the mirror and said to himself, "If I wasn't wearing this costume, I probably never would have said that..."
***********
They call themselves the X-Men, "children of the atom" that wish to use their unusual powers for the benefit of mankind. They call this place the Xavier Institute, where mutants of all kinds can go to learn how to control their powers. They call this room the Danger Room, the giant room in which the X-Men train their bodies, their minds, and their powers.
(A/N: PLEASE REVEIW! CONSTRUCTIVE CRITISM WELCOME. ...but not a lot....)
The other kids couldn't help but snicker. Logan also noticed behind him that Storm also let out a laugh....even the Professor tried to hold in his laughter. "That's, Logan!" He said with a very angry twist. "You didn't answer my question, what are you doin here?"
Peter saw the anger in his eyes. He was acting like he was an intruder. He then remembered what Bobby, Kitty, Rogue and Kurt told him about the "Wolverine", and that's that he acts on his animal instincts more than his human's. That's probably why he's acting so protective. ~Maybe this wasn't a good idea~
"Logan," said the professor as he approached in his wheel chair. "That's no way to greet our guest." That put comforting smile on Peter's face. Logan scoffed and backed off. "Right. Well Mr. Parker," began the professor again. "I must admit I haven't expected you to pay us a visit. Did the communicator not work?"
"Um, well, that's a long story." said Peter with a weak smile. "Anyway I wanted to talk to you about this school of yours. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't slightly interested," All of the teens were a little surprise to here Peter speak so intelligently and politely after spending a few hours with him. Kitty was going to compliment him on that, but decided not to say anything.
"Yes, of course. " replied the professor. "But I'm afraid it's too late to be talking about such things right now,"
Peter all of a sudden felt very unwelcome. "What? Do you mean there is no more room?"
"Oh no, of course not." Xavier spoke quickly. "It's just that, well, It's about 1:30 and-"
"1:30!?" yelled Peter. "1:30 in the morning?"
"Well, yes."
Peter looked at his watched which read 1:27. "Holy crap," He whispered to himself. "I'm sorry." Peter's teen-like voice quickly came back to him. "I completely lost track of time and..." Peter trailed off.
"It's quite alright," Professor said gently.
"Well, would it be OK, If I come back tomorrow?"
"Well, yes of course,"
"OK," said Peter. "Thank you I'm sorry for the trouble." Peter went to the table were the pizza box was and grabbed his mask, one last slice of pizza, and was said his farewell to the 3 teens. He was about to walk out when he was stopped by a older woman with white hair. "Mr. Parker, it's 1:30 in the morning," began a woman with long and unusually white hair. "Where do you plan on going this time of night? And do you parents know that you're here?"
Peter turned around and caught a glance at the woman who had to be Storm. She completely matched the description that was told by Kitty. She kind of looked like Halle Barry....with white long hair. "No." Peter responded. "My aunt thinks I'm sleeping over at a friends house. And yeah I know It's late, but Im sure there's a hotel open around here somewhere..."
"Nonsense!" the professor said immediately. Peter froze. "We have plenty of room right here." Peter couldn't help but smile at his hospitality. Plus, he wouldn't mind staying in a class-A, 3 or 4 story mansion. It must be a hell of a lot better than some run-down shit hole of a motel. Peter realized this, but he quickly put an a gentleman's image.
"Thanks, but I don't wanna intrude-"
"There's no intrusion at all." Replied Storm. "Like the professor said, we have plenty of room. And you look like we're able to trust you."
"What about Knives over there?" Peter regrettably said after recalling Logan's powers. Peter froze once again. Everyone knew he was referring to Logan, but he doesn't look like a guy who could take a joke to well, especially if it's about him. Not to mention the professor might consider that very rude.
The one called Wolverine cinched his teeth, and smirked. "Don't worry Sticky," Began Logan. "If you step outta line, I'll be there to straighten you out..." Needless to say, that scared the hell out of Peter.
"Right..." said the professor trying to lower the hostility. "I think it would be a good idea if we all went to bed. Kitty, would you show our guest to the guest room?"
"Sure, professor," said Kitty as she got up.
"Um, could you hold on a second?" Asked Peter. Professor nodded his head as Peter, quickly ran to the front door, opened it and picked up a bag that was right on the floor.
"Was that like, there the whole time?" asked Kitty as Peter ran back.
"Not really," began Peter. "I webbed it up on the wall just above the door, but since the web dissolves in like an hour or two, it was just outside,"
"Oh ok, well um...follow me. Ill show you to your room." Said Kitty.
"Alright," said Peter as he offered his hand to the professor. "Thank you very much professor."
Xavier grabbed his hand and shook it as he said. "It's our pleasure,"
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"So what do you guys do here?" asked Peter while him and kitty walked down the hall to find the guest room. "Just learn to control your powers?" He was trying to make conversation.
"Yeah, well, that and a little more..." she replied
"What's a 'little more'?" asked Peter suspiciously.
"Well, every once in a while we kinda....see remember the Brotherhood that we told you about?" asked Kitty.
"Oh...I see...so it's basically a good guy/bad guy story?"
"Something like that..."
"So this is also a place of heroes and costumes, huh?"
"You could say that.... Here we are," said Kitty as she opened the door to a vacant bedroom. "Your room, sir," Kitty said in a sophisticated voice pretending to be a butler.
"Good God!" Peter said as he walked into the room and admired it. "This is nice....and huge! It's twice as big as my room!" Peter looked around and found a small desk, a closet, a mirror, and an alarm clock right next queen size bed Peter than saw something on the bed. It was black. He picked it up and looked at it. It was a shirt. ""Hey, Kitty?" He called.
"Yeah?" she said as she was just about to leave.
"Does this shirt belong to someone?"
Kitty looked as if she had seen a ghost. "Ye...yeah..." She said as she grabbed it from him. "It belonged to the guy who was in here last..."
"Who?"
"Just a guy."
"Bull."
"What?" It was obvious to Peter that it was someone she cared about. Peter had a good idea who it was.
"Never mind" Peter finally said.
"Well, I'll leave you now. Be prepared to wake up early..."
"How early?"
"Early."
"I see." Kitty walked towards the door. "What? Aren't you gonna tuck me in?" Peter couldn't help but say that with a small smirk.
"Maybe next time," she said with a smile as she walked out of the room and shut the door.
Peter let out a little laugh. "Oh well, it was worth a try," he said to himself. "But she did say maybe next time....that has to be good." Peter threw his bag on the floor. He then unzipped it and took out a white shirt and sweats. He then saw a mirror on the other side of the room and looked at himself with it. ~"What? Aren't you gonna tuck me in?"~ Peter laughed after remembering what he said, looked at himself in the mirror and said to himself, "If I wasn't wearing this costume, I probably never would have said that..."
***********
They call themselves the X-Men, "children of the atom" that wish to use their unusual powers for the benefit of mankind. They call this place the Xavier Institute, where mutants of all kinds can go to learn how to control their powers. They call this room the Danger Room, the giant room in which the X-Men train their bodies, their minds, and their powers.
(A/N: PLEASE REVEIW! CONSTRUCTIVE CRITISM WELCOME. ...but not a lot....)
