Capital Eins

I awoke with a killer headache, and even worse news – no glasses. How did I find that out? Oh, simple really. I tried to open my eyes and couldn't see squat. I didn't really need sight to tell that it wasn't my bed, let alone my room. It smelled funny, there was only a sheet over me, and my bed didn't feel like leather over foam.

"Wh-" My voice was so hoarse I couldn't really speak that well. I coughed as more of the horrible stench from before managed to appear. Well, if English wasn't going to work, next best thing I would know enough to understand was German. "Wo, wo bin ich? Und mein Glaz?" my voice came out hoarse and cracked a few times, but I could understand what I was saying at least.

"Du sint im Xavier Institute, und dein Glaz ist heir." The were gently placed into my hands and I fumbled for a moment to put them on.

More klutzy than usual... I thought to myself, sitting up once my eyes adjusted. "Ummm..." I looked at the person who had handed me my glasses, and my jaw dropped. Hello, how did I get the hottest guy in the place by my bed? The hottest guy in the place being Kurt "Nightcrawler" Wagner. Well damn people, if you could practically pass for an un-furred, female version wouldn't you be a little attracted?

"Are you alright?" He asked, switching to English. I nodded my head, not trusting myself not to drool if I opened my mouth again. He laughed and I realized I was probably blushing.

"Holy fuzzy baby ass." I managed to squeak out.

"What about it?" Nightcrawler inquired as he gently picked me up.

"Ah can take care'a mysel'!" I protested, though I didn't squirm. Mostly just automatic, who was I to complain about being carried around by a hot guy? Even if he could carry me with one arm. Oh well, meant I got snuggled to his chest so happy day!

"Your center of balance shifted, you won't even be able to stand up by yourself yet. Plus you've been asleep for five days." He said, by way of explanation.

"FIVE. DAYS." I stared up at him, yes up. Being four feet tall can REALLY suck sometimes.

"Look at yourself." Kurt replied dryly as he opened the door with his tail and closed it again as we left. I looked down at my hands, and for the first time noticed that my fingers, which had previously only been a little webbed together, were now simply fused into two larger ones. Looking down at my bare feet I could see they were too. That was a little bit difficult however, seeing as they were only a few shades whiter than the floor. It took me a moment to realize it was because I was now also covered in a soft, short layer of fur. My tail swished and that was it for me.

"FRICKIN' AWESOME!" I chirped, grabbing it and petting the fuzzy, pointed thing.

Kurt looked at me out of the corner of one eye. "You're happy."

"Ja, I've always wondered what it would be like to actually have the darn thing."

"WIE!" He stared at me, and I was glad he was walking down a strait hallway, otherwise we would have run into something.

"Was born with one, but it would have screwed up my spine if they would have totally removed it, so it got docked." I grinned.

"Ach, klar."

"Ja."

Well, not too bad for the first chapter. Those of you who don't actually speak German won't get a lot of the conversation in here. Let's just say, it's pretty easy – I'm about ¾ of the way through my first year of GermanI and I can say all of this.

Translations:

Wo, wo bin ich? Und mein Glaz? Where, where am I? And my glasses?

Du sint im Xavier Institute, und dein Glaz ist heir. You are at the Xavier Institute, and your glasses are here.

Ja. Yes/Yeah

Wie? How? (used as what, the direct translation of 'what' is 'was', but like in Spanish you say how instead of what)

Ach, klar. Oh, of course. (Literally, oh, clear.)