Author's Notes: I know that there are a bunch of people out there who think that Kurt and Kitty should be together but, I like how Amanda loves Kurt even though he's a mutant. It shows that there's still hope in the world, for humans and mutants to live in peace and prosperity.Anyways, it's Amanda's birthday and Kurt wants to get her the perfect gift.
DISCLAIMER: Don't you people get it! I don't own X-Men Evolution! Leave me alone!
"Are you looking for something, young man?" An elderly woman asked Kurt. The young mutant jumped at the sound of her voice.
"Ja, I'm looking for a gift for my girlfriend," Kurt replied. The woman smiled a pleasant smile and showed Kurt to a glass case. Inside were many different pieces of jewlery. The sparkled in the lights causing Kurt to squint his eyes.
"We have this lovely sapphire bracelet," The woman showed him a jeweled bracelet on a black velvet pillow. Kurt shook his head.
"She doesn't like all that fancy stuff, very down-to-earth." Kurt explained.
"This lovely charm bracelet is perfect for every girl," the woman said. A silver bracelet with tiny charms was resting in the palm of the saleswoman's hand. Kurt shook his head.
"I vant something...meaningful. That she'll treasure alvays." Kurt tried to convey his desires to the woman. She stopped. Biting her lip, she thought for a moment.
"How about a lovely locket? You can put a picture inside and we can inscribe any message you want." The woman showed Kurt to another display case. Kurt's eyes traveled over all the different types of lockets. He was about to give up when he saw the perfect locket. It was oval shaped and had a Celtic design on the cover, around the edge. It was gold and came with a matching chain.
Kurt's eyes lit up.
"That one! It's perfect!" He exclaimed, pointing to the locket. The saleswoman gave a hundred-watt smile and unlocked the display case.
"Good choice sir! It's one of our more popular pieces," the woman showed it to Kurt.
"How much is it?" Kurt asked. The woman looked at the tag.
" One hundred and fifty dollars. Cash or charge?" Kurt did a double-take.
"Vhat? Excuse me?" Kurt asked.
"One hundred and fifty dollars. Cash or charge?" The woman asked, patiently. Kurt gulped.
"Vell, you see...uh-I don't have that kind of money. Not on me." Kurt stammered. The woman gave him a look.
"Oh. That's too bad." She was about to put the locket back in it's case.
"Vait!" Kurt stopped her. She raised her eyebrow at him.
"Please...this is very important, isn't there some type of payment plan, or something..." Kurt begged. The woman sighed.
"Fine. How about this? You come by tommorow evening at six and pay me then. They locket'll be inscribed and polished. How does that sound?" The woman asked.
"That's perfect!Thank youso much!" Kurt said, excitedly. The woman smiled.
"But von't you get fired?" Kurt asked, worriedly.
"Oh. That's very sweet of you but you don't have to worry. I won't get fired." The woman assured Kurt. He nodded.
"Now then, what do you want the locket to say?" The woman grabbed a notepad and a pencil. Kurt thought for a minute. He leaned over and whispered a message in the saleswoman's ear. She wrote everything down on the notepad.
"Alright then. I just need your signature," The woman said, pushing a piece of paper and a pen toward Kurt. He nodded and wrote his signature down.
"Thank you very much, Mr.Wagner." The woman said, glancing down at the signature.
"No, thank you. You're a life saver." Kurt said, leaving the store.
"Now don't forget. Tommorow evening at six!" The woman called after Kurt.
Kitty was sitting on her bed, reading a magazine. Her homework was scattered around the floor and her shoes were hapharzedly thrown. The only noise came from a boom-box, softly playing the latest Christina Aguilera song.
BAMF!
Kitty coughed and waved her hand trying to get rid of the smell of brimstone. Kurt was standing on her bed.
"KEETY! Help!" He cried. Kitty looked at him.
"Kurt! What did I tell you about 'bamfing' into my room?" Kitty yelled, angry.
"Don't?" Kurt offered. Kitty glared at him. Kurt gave Kitty the 'puppy-face', Kitty sighed.
"Okay, fuzzy...what do you want?" Kitty asked.
"I vanted to buy a present for Amanda's birthday. I saw the perfect locket but it's one hundred and fifty dollars!" Kurt cried.
"Okay, how much money do you have so far?" Kitty asked.
"Seventy-seven dollars," Kurt told her. Kitty pulled out a piece of paper and began jotting down numbers.
"That means you need seventy-three more dollars," Kitty said. Kurt's face fell.
"But vhere am I going to get seventy-three dollars!" Kurt asked the ceiling. Kitty jotted a few more numbers down.
"I have, like, thirty dollars...which means you only need, forty-three dollars more." Kitty said, handing him some bills. Kurt looked at Kitty, face aglow.
"Oh danke, Kitty! Danke!" He cried in gratitude, hugging Kitty. She laughed.
"I'm expecting an awesome gift for my birthday!" Kitty called as Kurt ran out of her room. Kitty laughed and picked up her cellphone.
"Hello? Piotr?" Kitty asked talking into the phone. She was blushing.
Kurt held a bucket in one of his hands, a sponge in his other hand and his tail was holding a rag. He looked at the filthy red convertible in front of him. Grimacing at the amount of dirt.
"Okay Kurt, give it a good wash and then wax it," Scott said, throwing Kurt a bottle of car polish. Kurt nodded., rolling up his sleeves.
"And be gentle, not too much wax and rinse it carefully" Scott reminded him, walking out of the garage and leaving Kurt to his work.
Putting on a brave face, Kurt prepared to tackle the grime. Dunking his sponge in the bucket of soap suds. He gently glided it over the car's surface.
Ororo walked into the laundry room, a basket of dirty clothes under her arm. Kurt was already inside, his clothes were flecked with dirt and he was pouring laundry detergent into a measuring cup.
"Uh, Kurt? What are you doing?" Ororo asked. Kurt looked down, red in the face.
"Just some laundry..." he mumbled. He poured the detergent into the machine and shut the lid. Kurt turned the washing machine on. Ororo raised her eyebrow.
"Why are you doing laundry?" Ororo asked.
"Bobby's paying me to his laundry..." Kurt mumbled, looking at his feet.
"I see. What other chores are you doing?" Ororo asked.
"Cleaning Jubilee's room and making Ray a sandwich," Kurt mumbled. Ororo nodded.
"Alright then," Ororo turned to walk away.
"Oh and Kurt?" Ororo questioned.
"Ja?"
"How much detergent did you put in there?"
Kurt gave Ororo a confused look.
"Vhy?" He asked. Ororo pointed to the machine. It was shaking violently and bubbles were pouring out. Kurt turned it off and Ororo helped him cleaning up.
Ororo walked into the Danger Room control centre, Logan was there fiddling with the controls.
"Hey 'Ro," Logan said, not looking up from the screen. Ororo stood behind Logan.
"Hello Logan. What are you doing?" Ororo asked.
"Nothing," the Canadian responded.
"You missed a spot Elf," Logan said, gruffly into the microphone. Ororo gave a questioning look and look down from the Control Room. Kurt was mopping the Danger Room floor.
"Logan!" Ororo said, sharply.
"What? It's good for him, it builds character," Logan said. Ororo gave him a stern look.
"Elf, you can go," Logan sighed, speaking into the micrphone.
"But vhat about my payment!" Kurt yelled. Logan sighed.
"I'll still pay you, just get up here!" Logan yelled. Kurt flinched and nodded. Ororo smiled in approval. Kurt 'bamfed' into the Control Room.
"Here ya go, Elf. Five dollars," Logan said, handing over a five-dollar bill.
"But, you promised me ten," Kurt said, indignantly.
"Ya only did half a job, so you only get half the pay,"
"Logan..." Ororo warned. Logan sighed in exasperation and handed over another five-dollar bill. Kurt smiled and teleported out of the room. Ororo gave Logan a dissaproving look before she walked out of the room. Logan grunted.
"I hope you like it Amanda. Happy Birthday," Kurt said shyly, handing over a nicely wrapped gift. Amanda squealed and unwrapped the gift.
"Oh Kurt," she breathed, lifting out the locket. Kurt smiled, shyly.
"Read the back," Kurt instructed. Amanda turned it over, in caligraphy it said:
To: Amanda
Happy Birthday
Love, Kurt
"Kurt, it's perfect!" Amanda said, hugging her boyfriend.
"I'm glad you like it," Kurt grinned.
"You're the best boyfriend a girl could ever ask for," Amanda pulled Kurt down to her height and kissed him firmly on the lips.
Don't worry if you hang in there, there will be ROMY! I promise you that!