A/N: I plan to follow the third movies plan of action, hope everyone enjoys!
Chapter Four
Rory pushed her hair out of her face, missing her hair band for once in her life. Now back at school she never wore the hair band, and all her clothes were tailored for her tail. She was more relaxed.
She stared down into the big white mixing bowl. This was the seventh batch of cookies and her shoulder was aching from creaming the butter but for some reason something kept driving her. All day Rory had seen the younger, and the older, of the resident's of Xavier's school come in and out of the kitchen to try several kinds of cookie. The smell of cookies baking always made Rory feel safe and at home. She, and everyone else needed that now more then ever.
She looked down at the half cup of butter in the bowl and picked up the wooden spoon again.
"Why don't you get Peter to do that?" Rory looked up to see Jubilee walk into the kitchen.
"Because he does it to hard and the butter becomes greasy and gross." She said mixing again.
Jubilee hoisted her self on the counter, "What ever," She picked up a handful of chocolate chips and started to throw them in the air and catch them in her mouth.
Jubilee and Rory had been best friends since they first met on their first day at the school. They had been really close with Kitty Pride but she was really busy with X-Men training. And even though they had always been warm and welcoming Rogue had never been all that interested in hanging out with Rory or Jubilee compared to Bobby or Wolverine.
Jubilee was wearing a red racing jacket; a black pleated skirt and black razor back tank top with yellow high tops. Rory had always envied Jubilee's fashion sense, and even succumbed to a make over or two but never looked at good as Jubilee with her jet back hair and her ability to pull it all together.
Jubilee picked up a peanut butter cookie when her handful of chips were done and munched on the outside of it.
"Why are you baking cookies?" Rory looked over her shoulder at her friend.
"What else is there to do?" Jubilee nodded at Rory's answer. Today had been hard, Professor Xavier's funeral had taken place and everyone's emotions were raw. Jubilee's eyes were noticeably red but Rory didn't draw attention to it. Unlike herself Jubilee was very internal with her emotions.
Artie walked into the big kitchen blinked at the iPod in the speakers and it switched from Teddy Geiger's "For You I Will," to Tom Jones's "Pussy Cat". Rory turned and glowered at him.
"Artie don't! I love that song, and you aren't funy." She picked up the remote and changed it back. Artie shrugged hiding behind his round glasses. He sat heavily on a stool across the inset island from Jubilee.
She rolled her eyes and shoved a platter of sugar cookies his way. "Try some for me?" She asked. The fifteen year old had had a crush on Rory since he arrived. He nodded and picked up a cookie.
"Hey Pussy Cat," She turned to face Peter Rasputin a.k.a. Colossus walk into the kitchen. "You are looking unbelievably house wifely today," Rory stared at him not sure whether to be offended or glad at the compliment. She was wearing a full black skirt and a green cardigan that was unbuttoned half way up her stomach and the sleeves were rolled up.
"You know I hate it when you call me that!" She said, not all the upset, turning back to the new batch.
"Ya I know." He said ignoring her complaints. He leaned against counter and picked up an oatmeal cookie, one without raisin after meticulous inspection. Rory was watching him.
"That batch doesn't have raisins," He nodded and bit into the cookie.
"Do you think they are going to close the school?" Artie asked looking up from the cookie he was almost finished.
"No," Rory said more confidently then she felt.
"I hope they don't," Jubilee said looking at her hands.
"Has anyone seen Storm today?" Rory said trying her best to change the subject. The thought of the school closing was too much for her to bare today of all days.
"She's meeting a new guy," Peter said picking up another cookie.
"Really? What's his gift?" Artie asked perking up slightly.
"I dunno, wasn't visible," Peter said.
"Lucky him," Rory said under her breath, she could hear Artie moan.
"No…no…no! I won't allow it! No more discussions on the pros and cons of physical and mental mutations please!" Jubilee moaned.
"That is only because you know I would win," Rory said smiling at her.
"I know how you feel Roar, why don't we go out and discuss our pain," Peter said placing both hands on his heart. Rory rolled her eyes.
"Doesn't count, you can turn it off."
"Rain check then?" She scoffed at him. Peter had been trying to get a date out of her since they first met. They were trying their best to act natural but all felt slightly uncomfortable under the emotional strain.
"Any clues about his mutation?" Artie asked.
"No," Peter answered. "Oh by the way, I have something for you Roar,"
"What is it this time?" She asked smiling at him but the smile melted away when she saw what he was holding up.
"What?" He asked when he saw the look on her face.
Rory couldn't believe it; it was too good to be true. Peter was holding a long white feather.
