I'm your Guardian Angel
Meghan had found it. She had found the solution on what to do with chocolates that had turned 'powdery-like' but still edible. Make them into hot chocolate! She had prepared a mug of it, and all she needed to do now was to find her first victim, and there was only one person who would wake up at 4.30 in the morning, besides her. Logan…
"Hiya, Logan! Good Morning!" Meghan said in a cheery voice as he entered the kitchen.
"What's cooking?" Logan said, trying to see what Meghan was doing.
"Here! Try this!" Meghan said, shoving the mug into Logan's hands.
"The hell is this thing?" Logan said, looking inside the mug. It looked like Mud mixed with water.
"Try it!"
"Well, just a little couldn't hurt anybody, right?" Logan said, taking a sip. The moment he did, he immediately spitted it out. "WHAT THE HELL IS THIS!" He demanded.
"I found a solution to make use of chocolates that have turned powdery but edible!" Meghan said, grinning.
"Yeah, well, if you find any solution at this time, in the near future, don't try them on me!"
"Good morning, people!" A voice said from behind those two.
"Oh, Warren! Good Morning! Here, try this thing!" Meghan said, grabbing the mug from Logan's hands and bringing it to Warren. Logan shook his head and was mouthing 'don't do it!'
"Is this one of those cranky ideas of turning powdery chocolates into drinks?" Warren said, looking into the mug.
"How'd you know!" Meghan said, in a shocked voice.
"This isn't the first time you tried to victimize me, remember?" Warren said, handing back Meghan the cup. The last time it happened, Warren ended up with food poisoning.
"Oh, yeah. Right!" Meghan said. The weird part was, Meghan and Warren had forgot what happened last night. And they talked as if nothing happened.
"Am I missing something here?" Logan asked, dumbfounded.
"Missing what?" Bobby said, entering the kitchen. Soon after him, it started to get a little bit crowded.
"Nothing." Logan grumbled, leaving the kids to eat as they pleased.
"I just remembered, I don't do well in crowded places, it gives me a terrible headache…" Meghan said, putting a hand to her forehead.
"Well then, let's get out of here." Warren said, leading her out.
"What's wrong?" Warren asked, once the got to the Courtyard of the Institute.
"It's just that, you know, this place, it's really peaceful you know? Besides the children bustling here and there, but, it's alright, and it's nothing compared to the city. I used to get headaches all the time when I was there." Meghan said, looking up into the blue sky.
"If you think that's bad, what about me? My father was always talking to me getting the cure, he kept on saying how better life is out there without being a mutant." Warren said.
"Do you remember the first time, we discovered about ourselves? And promised to keep it a secret and to never tell anyone?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Well, it's just that… after all these years, we're still holding on to that promise. Except for the people in the Institute, they already know about us." Meghan said, slightly giggling.
"How did you find out you were a mutant?" Warren asked, curious to know.
"Well, I remember mom and dad fighting once, I couldn't take it anymore. I was in my room, but they were shouting pretty loudly. I screamed, and suddenly, I remember, some things levitating about and then, they just… dropped… What about you? How did you find out you were a mutant?"
"Well… it's kind of hard to explain, I think I was getting dressed one day, to go out, when I saw a piece of feather on the floor, curiously, I picked it up, and examined it. I never kept and feathery pets or what so ever. I turned my back to the mirror and looked back, I found feathers growing… I got the shock of my life. You know what happened after that." Warren said, sighing.
"Yeah, you tried to cut off your wings..." Meghan said.
"You always tried to make me feel better about my wings, telling me how one day, my wings will make me soar like a bird."
"And, you did. I saw you fly that day, when you broke out of Worthington Labs. Seeing you keeping your gift made me feel happy." Meghan said, smiling. The skies started to grow dark, again. Storm must be in a pretty depressing mood, ever since what happened to the Professor.
"Well, looks like it's getting dark…" Warren said, looking up into the sky. They entered the mansion, too see Logan going out.
"Where are you going?" Meghan asked. Logan turned behind to face them.
"I'm going to find Jean, she's out there somewhere, and don't you try and stop me, 'cuz you won't be able to." Logan said, running out the door. Jean… she killed the Professor, it's her fault that the whole Institute is in depression, mostly. Bobby, Peter and Meghan were trying their best to cheer everyone up.
"Let him be, he'll be fine." Warren said, reassuring Meghan. She just nodded, they headed to the sitting room.
"Well, hasn't the lovely couple come back from their vacation!" Kitty joked. Peter and Bobby laughed.
"You guys at it again!" Warren said, referring to them, playing Truth or Dare.
"No, we were just about to go to the kitchen and cook something up, to keep our tummies warm! Would ya like some?" Bobby said.
"If it includes home delivery then yeah, but if you want us to help you cook, no." Megan said, laughing.
"Oh well, it's your choice, come on guys, let's raid the kitchen while we still have a chance." Peter said, the others following behind. Warren and Meghan made themselves comfortable on the couch near by.
"Hey, Warren, don't you feel sad? I mean, the boy they're using to cure mutantcy, don't you sometimes feel how much pain he goes through?" Meghan said, starting a conversation.
"Yeah… I mean, he's just a kid! Don't they know how painful it is fro him to go through that everyday!"
"But he made a choice, right? Maybe he wants to help people, as well." Meghan said, fiddling with her fingers.
"Maybe." Warren said. "Hey, Meghan?"
"Yes, Warren?" Meghan said, looking up at him.
"Just to let you know, if anything happens to you. I'll be here, doing my best to protect you. I'll be your Guardian Angel." Now and Forever…