jacx: If I say they can have pets in their apartment, then they can. My word is law! (ok, major power trip there)
Wen1: Congrats on knowing your vocabulary! I know that cats and dogs get along, you know that cats and dogs get along, but Scott doesn't know that cats and dogs get along. Puppies! Now there's an idea…
Lavender Gaia: Your review made me laugh out loud. I'd like to repeat it for anyone else who is not you:
Pizza: $17.55 Tip: $2.45 Seeing your ex working at Pizza Hut: Priceless.
PS: Did you use my story as a part of Ch. 11 of 'In the Heat'? If you did, I'm not mad, in fact, thank you! If you didn't, then don't tell me anything because that little fact just makes me feel good!
Rogue14: Sorry I got it wrong again. Sorry! (hides behind Rachel) Rachel: "Meow!"
A super de dooper special thanks to everyone else who reviewed and I just couldn't think of anything to say to them: amazing redd phoenix, marvlix, Lil Jean, slickboy444 (you rock!), Telepathic Angel, Dm Tayashi, jenskott, and Diaz F.
Doesn't it bother you when people just say "X-Men are not mine" and just start their story? It does me! Why can't people be creative in their disclaimers like me and say stupid things like "X-Men are not mine and neither is the continent of Australia". I encourage all of you to be creative in your disclaimers and save me from…well…some disease involving the reading of boring disclaimers!
PS: X-Men are not mine.
Chapter 5 of "On the Outside of Eden" called "The Cyclops, the Bitch, and the Paperwork" aka "The C, the B, and the P"
-Hey, Scott! Hey, Jean! It's Alex. I called the mansion and they said that I could reach you here. When did you plan on telling me you had moved? I would have totally…-
BEEP!
"Alex?"
-Ah, Scott! You're home! How are you?-
"Ugh"
-Say no more!-
Scott chuckled. "Why are you calling Alex?"
-I'm thinking of coming down this weekend. Are you guys free?-
"We're super heroes, Alex. We're never free"
-Good point. But you know what I mean, bro. Got an extra bed?-
"You can't stay at the mansion? They have six thousand extra rooms and all we have to offer is our couch"
-Great! Get the couch set for me!-
Scott rolled his eyes behind his glasses.
"All right. See you this weekend"
-Oh, and Scott?-
"Yeah?"
-I like your message machine. Gives Jean's screen name 'Marvel Girl' a whole new meaning-
"I'm going to tell her you said that" he said in a sing-song voice.
-Do you really hate me so that you wish my death?-
"GOOD-Bye, Alex"
-Later!-
Click!
Scott had to laugh out loud as he put the phone back on its base and snuggled back next to Jean.
"Who was that?" asked Jean as she re-laid her head on his chest and turned the TV volume back up.
"That was Alex. He's coming to visit this weekend" said Scott.
"I see. And what was it that you were going to tell me he said?"
"Something regarding our message machine and your screen name 'Marvel Girl'"
Jean gave him a slightly amused look. Alex never seemed to her the type to imply something like that. Then again, he was a guy.
"We so have to redo that" she smiled.
"I've grown quite fond of it, actually. I'm also getting lots of positive feedback from anyone who calls. Do we have to?"
"Yes"
"Awwww…"
>Men> she thought, shaking her head and smiling.
>I heard that>
>I wanted you to>
>Sure ya did…>
"So, why this weekend?"
"Well, we were really supposed to meet up two weeks ago but we couldn't because of that Krakoa mission. Man, that was the biggest waste of my life"
"You almost got killed!" Jean replied, shocked.
"Well…other than that, it really was a waste. He went down in like two minutes. I've had much worse in the Danger Room"
Jean rolled her eyes and took another cookie from the plate in front of them.
"That's what I like about you, your icy calm lunacy under pressure"
"Is that all you like about me?" he asked seductively.
"I can think of some other starring attributes" she said moving herself onto his lap. She gave him a kiss on the lips. Then another, and another and before they knew it, Scott was flat on his back, making out with Jean who was lying comfortably on top of him.
"Meow!"
They stopped and looked over the sofa.
Nathan and Rachel were sitting there just staring at them. Nathan had his head cocked to one side and Rachel meowed again.
"Rae Rae, do you have to eat now?" Scott asked her.
She jumped on the sofa and nestled into a little ball on Jean's lower back (AN/ Everyone together now: Awwwwww…). Nathan followed her lead and snuggled at the back corner of the couch.
Jean felt the kitten breath become deep and instantly realized that she had fallen asleep. She presumed the same for Nathan.
"This means we're not going to be going anywhere for a while, huh?" she asked with a playful grin.
"We can't just wake them up" he responded in the same manner as he pressed his lips to hers and they continued making out. They made sure not to move too much as to wake up their "kids".
Oh, Scott, that feels so good
What does? I'm not doing anything
You're not?
They stopped kissing and Jean saw that what she was feeling was, in fact, Scott's cell phone vibrating.
Careful not to disturb the sleeping beauties, he pulled it out. He groaned.
"That's my alarm. I have to get ready for my aerobics class"
"Now?" Jean asked sadly.
"I'm really sorry"
"Can't you be a little bit late?" she begged.
"I'm sorry, Jean. I've got a new student coming in today. I have to file her paperwork, get her set in and all that jazz"
She sighed and telekinetically lifted up the small animals and placed them in their baskets. She got up off of him.
He tried to cheer her up. "We'll pick up where we left off when I come back, OK?"
Jean sighed. "I really don't have a choice, do I?"
Scott took her face in his hands.
"You know that I would give up my job and sacrifice all of my time just to be with you but I need to pay the bills and I don't want you working"
"You said bills" she pointed out as she put her hands over his.
He sighed.
"Yeah. Yeah, I did. The first six came in yesterday"
He indicated to a card table set up near the window that was covered with envelopes and papers.
"Yikes"
"Don't worry" he said reassuringly, "I've got it under control"
"I know you do my knight in blue and yellow spandex"
They both laughed and shared a kiss before Scott went to get changed into his workout clothes.
Jean sighed and returned her attention to the TV. Scott came back out two minutes later in his sweat pants and tank top with his X-Men bag (AN/ You can tell I'm a girl, right?)
They gave each other a deep kiss and Scott headed for the door.
"Hey Scott?"
Scott turned around.
"Yeah?"
"Can I ever visit you on the job?"
Scott laughed which made Jean smile.
"Sure you can but trust me Jean, with the bunch I was assigned, you don't want to."
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"The instructor's late. It's already 7:45"
"He's not late, Emma. You're watch is fast"
Emma Frost gave her cousin a funny look.
"Christy, please, this is a Rolex. There is no way that it is fast."
"Actually it is" said Elizabeth "Betsy" Braddock as she glanced over at the two teens. "My 'satellite' phone says it's 7:30"
Emma glanced at her watch again and then glared at Betsy as she adjusted it.
"Show off" she muttered.
"Oh yes. And you're all so humble with your Rolex" scoffed a fourth girl.
"Shut up, Rosalinda. No one invited you into this conversation" snapped Emma.
Rosalinda stopped her stretching and looked at her with hard eyes.
"Who gave you permission to go into my head, Emma?" she retorted.
"Who gave you permission to go in mine?"
The two teens looked ready to start something when Christy stepped in between them.
"You two ought to save your energy for class" she said cooly but effectively. "Now back to your corners"
The women glared at each other but went back to stretching. Before sitting, however, Rosalinda stated, "My name is Thorn"
"Whatever" Emma said as she got on the floor to stretch.
Bitch.
The two telepaths shot each other a glare and then returned to stretching.
"She said something in your head didn't she?" asked Christy as she sat back down next to Emma.
"Yeah. It wasn't very nice" commented Betsy.
Christy looked over at her. "I feel left out. My non-telepathicness is getting me depressed"
"Don't get too down. Dax doesn't have telepathy either"
"Yeah" she said sarcastically. "Talking to electronics with your mind is not telepathy, its square dancing"
"The term is technokenisis" Thorn stated from across the room, not looking up from her stretching.
Emma gave her a look then turned to Christy.
"I can't believe you have to put up with her every class" she stated.
"She's not always like this" her cousin responded. "Thorn just has issues with blonde telepaths"
"That's an oddly specific racial discrimination" observed Emma.
"Her dad" Christy said, leaving the sentence hanging.
"Could you keep the volume down? I'm trying to concentrate" said Betsy who was doing some Yoga positions.
Emma and Christy's voices dropped to whispers.
"Are you and Ro-Thorn the only ones who do this class?"
"Of course not, there's—"
Just then, a young boy about 17 walked through the door. He leaned again the door frame and pulled out a brush and ran it through his hair.
"Good Evening, ladies" she said coolly
"Hey Dax" responded Christy, Thorn and Betsy in monotone voices.
He pushed of the wall with a playful offended look.
"How am I ever going to get the confidence to pick up chicks if you keep shooting me down?"
"Just wait for them to come to you" Emma stated.
Dax noticed her for the first time and smiled handsomely.
"Well, hello, Beautiful. I'm Dax Wiler"
"And I'm too old for you" she responded getting up and walking to another part of the room. The other girls laughed.
He glanced and Betsy.
"What did I do wrong that time?"
"You were being you're corny self" Betsy responded with a chuckle.
He sighed. Then he cheered up.
"But I'm still attractive, right?"
"If you're standing in a dark room and only your voice can be heard, yes" laughed Thorn.
He blew her a raspberry which made the other girls laugh.
"So immature" smiled Emma, already liking the younger teen.
"I feel sort of left out, being the only new student" she told Christy.
Before she could respond, Scott walked through the door and all the students got up from stretching. All except Emma that is. She sat where she was, staring at the handsome stranger.
"Hey, guys" he said as he passed the students and headed into the office area at the front of the room.
"Hey, Scott" they all answered.
Hel-lo gorgeous thought Emma staring after Scott with a lustful smile.
Christy glanced over at Emma, reading her like a book.
"Oh, no you don't. He's taken, Emma"
"Truer words have never been spoken, dear cousin" she responded, starting to get up.
"Um, Emma, he's the instructor" clarified Betsy.
"Even better"
"This will not end well" muttered Dax as Emma walked towards the office, swaying her hips seductively.
She waited at the door for Scott to look up from putting away some paperwork.
"Oh, hi. You must be the new student"
"Yes. I'm Emma" she said in a husky voice as she extended her hand, "Emma Frost"
"Scott Summers. I teach this class" he said in a normal voice, not the least bit impressed.
Emma was slightly surprised at his lack of interest. Most guys would just drool. But then again, those were the one night stands. This might be good…
"So, you're the instructor. Are you single?"
Scott quirked an eyebrow in amusement.
"Odd as that question was, no, I'm not actually. I have a girlfriend"
Sure you do.
"I see" she said in an unbelieving tone. "So tell me, what's her name?"
"Jean" he said not getting her question.
"Hair color?"
"Red"
"Eyes?"
"Green"
"Favorite food?"
Scott glared at her.
"Do you think I'm inventing her up?"
She smiled cleverly.
"Perhaps"
"Well I'm not. Why would I?"
"Because you're afraid of having a real relationship, because you fear women, because you have problems with your parents, because you're afraid of sex…I've been around the block. Take you pick"
Scott didn't like that what she was insinuating.
"I have a wonderful girlfriend named Jean Grey whom you could never hold a candle to" he said harshly.
Emma smiled. She had him right where she wanted him.
"Tell me, how much are you getting paid?"
"What does that have to do with anything?" he asked as he crossed his arms over his chest, now annoyed.
"Because I came to propose a job offer to you" she said, putting a hand over his arm. He shook her of.
"I'm making enough"
"To barely get by. You're having money troubles with the apartment, aren't you? Not to mention the money you're putting off for…"
"Out of my head" he said firmly and doubled his mental shields. Scott was pushing angry.
"Very well"
She came closer to him and whispered a few words in his ear.
Scott looked at her skeptically.
"You're joking, right?"
"Not in the slightest"
"Then you have to be insane" he said turning to leave his office. She stepped in his way.
"So you'll consider?"
"I have a reputation on the line here"
"Tell you what" she said "Swing by my house this afternoon and I'll give you a little… 'demo' of what I'm offering"
"Not a chance"
He stepped to her side by she matched his move.
"It pays big" she said gaily.
Scott stopped trying to get past her. He stood for a while, contemplating whether or not he should listen to her any further.
"How much?" he finally said.
"Enough to finish paying for your apartment and the other good things that come along with it like water and light, buy yourself a new car, and finish up paying for your 'girlfriend's' gift"
Even through her clever smile, Scott could tell she wasn't lying. He sighed.
"What time do you want me over?"
"Five thirty. Satellite time"
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"What do you think they're doing in there?" Thorn asked Christy.
"She's probably trying to seduce him" she stated.
"But he's got a girlfriend, right?"
"Yes, Betsy, but all men have dicks"
"Think she'll do it?" Dax asked.
"Nine out of ten times, my cousin always gets what she wants"
Just then the door reopened and Scott and Emma walked out. (AN/ My eye twitches whenever I read the phrase 'Scott and Emma'. twitch)
Emma looked smug and Scott just looked tired.
OMG! Did you guys do it already? Christy thought at Emma. Emma pretended not to hear.
"All right guys, jewelry, hats, and accessories off. Class is about to begin"
They all went to their bags. Emma deposited her Rolex in hers and went back to her place while Betsy, Thorn, Dax, and Christy all deposited identical silver bracelets: all with two diamond 'H's.
This is when it gets good ladies and gents! I hope you find it worth the wait.
Christina, Dax, and Thorn are mine. As with April, they are from my book and they themselves and their powers belong to me and can not be used. Christy and Emma's relationship is fictional, however.
The part about Scott's 'icy calm lunacy under pressure' comes from the New X-Men comics.
What's going through all your minds: What's the job? What's with the bracelets? What do the two 'H's mean? What's with Emma? How's Jean going to respond? Why is strayphoenix so mean? Why don't I press this button and give her a piece of my mind?