Mica walked out of the bathroom combing through her damp hair with her favorite blue comb; gazing over to the luminous cloak on her night stand it blinked six, thirty. She sighed and then went over and touched Rogues shoulder softly through the mess of blankets that covered her.
"Rogue...Wake up." Mica whispered softy shaking the sleeping mutant gently.
"That's like no way to get her up..."
Mica looked up to see a very sleepy Kitty sitting up on her bed rubbing her eyes and yawning tiredly. Kitty got up and walked over to the side of Rogues bed and placed her hands beneath the mattress.
"Could you, like help me?" she asked with a yawn.
The sunflower haired mutant nodded and walked over next to the tired brunette, and placed her hands beneath the mattress next to her roommates.
"Ready?" Kitty asked with a coy smile.
She nodded again and returned the smile, she was still new to the whole ritual of walking up Rogue in the morning, but it seemed harmless enough and proved to be quite useful when waking up the short tempered mutant.
Pulling up on the spring mattress with all their might the two girls managed to flip the mattress along with the sleeping mutant up and she rolled onto the floor with a thump.
"What the Hell is ya'll's problem!" Came an angry voice form the floor and then a very angry Rogue emerged from the pile of blankets on the floor; her hair was unruly from sleep and her cloths disheveled from the rude awakening.
Mica and Kitty gave each other sideways glances and then Kitty yelled at the top of her lungs.
"Like run!" the brunette called out and the then made a sharp turn left and phased through the poster covered walk.
Mica hesitated only for a moment from confusion and then made a run for the door, grabbing onto the brass handle she quickly opened the cherry wood door and slammed it with a loud thud behind her retreating still drying form.
"Those lil' brats!" Rogue fumed and kicked her askew mattress in frustration before she went into the bathroom to get dress, cursing all the way.
Mica sighed once outside the door, safe form the danger of Rogue. She then looked down and noticed that her favorite blue stripped shirt had gotten slightly wet from her hair, and she sighed and decided not to change.
"Hey, you look like you just got outta the shower." came a very familiar voice, and she looked up to see the dark skinned mutant Quill in front of her.
"Oh, good morning Quill!" she said with a happy smile a light blush across her cheeks. "Oh and I kind of did just get out of the shower." she then added.
"Well might I suggest you dry off after getting out." he said grinning playfully.
Mica giggled at his comment and smiled at him brightly.
"I'll try to remember that." she replied.
A silence passed between them and in the time neither looked at each other.
Mica shyly kicked at the carpeted floor with her sandaled foot.
"So how 'bout breakfast?" Quill asked happily.
"Yeah, that would be great!" the mutant girl replied looking up at him and smiled.
"Well then let's go I'm starved!" said Quill before taking her hand in his own and walked off in the direction of the kitchen.
"Whoa! You mean we get to eat all of this!" Quill said excitedly as he gazed at the piles of food on the table.
"Well yeah-" Mica began but then stopped when she noticed that Quill had already gabbed a plate and was filling it up with almost everything on the table. She smiled at his antics and grabbed a plate herself and began to put items on it that were not made of meat.
She took a seat next to her companion after she had finished putting food on her plate. She couldn't help but notice he wasn't the most neatest of eaters, but this made her giggle lightly. He looked over to her confused, a piece of pancake hanging from his mouth.
"Wha?" he asked, his speech muffled by the pancake.
"It's nothing!" she replied and smiled kindly at him.
He swallowed the food in his mouth and then spoke again, curiosity filling his voice.
"What? Come on tell me!" he said looking at the blond intently.
"It's just when you eat it's kind of funny...in a good way." she said smiling brightly at him.
Quill blushed slightly and looked away from her and once again silence filled the room.
"Uh, Quill..." Mica said softly.
"Huh?" Quill replied looking over to her curiously.
"Can I- can I..." she started and then paused, shyly looking away.
He waited.
"Can I feel it?" she asked quickly, turning to him again
He blinked in confusion.
"Touch what?" he asked after a moment.
"Y-your hair..." was her reply.
He blinked again, why would she want to touch his hair? It was a normal color a normal length, nothing too special about it. Oh wait his hair was made of quills, maybe that was the reason.
"Sure." was his reply and he moved his head to the side so she could access easier.
Slowly she raised her hand up and cautiously extended her hand towards his hair, slightly hesitant she paused, her hand a few inches from the quill-like hairs as if they would suddenly come alive and spear her hand. Gulping she set her soft hand down uneasily on the quills. It was quite a surprise. She expected them to be rough and uncomfortable to touch but it was really quite the opposite; it was soft and smooth.
"Wow...it's so soft." Mica said softly as she ran her fingers carefully through his hair.
Quill grinned at the fact she approved of it.
"Thanks!" he said happily as she removed her hand from his hair.
She smiled and began to eat her breakfast and Quill did the same.
Two minutes later the kitchen began filling up with other students, who all grabbed plates and filled them with all sorts of foods.
"Hey Mica!" said a very cheery Kitty ask she took a seat next to her friend and roommate.
"Hey-" Mica began but then was interrupted by a very angry Quill who at this time had his mouth filled with toast.
"You!" he shouted pointing at her from his position to Mica's right. "You're the one that stepped on me when you came running through the wall!"
"Ew! Like don't talk with your mouth full! And like you were sleeping on the floor! And I already said sorry!" Kitty snapped at the quill covered mutant, in a very annoyed fashion.
Quill was about to make a comeback when a certain blue furry mutant appeared in front of the arguing trio, hanging upside down by his long spade tipped tail that wrapped itself securely around the chandler above the table.
"Hello Kitty!" It said in a thick German accent waving happily and the brunette.
"AH!" Quill cried out and fell over backwards and off his stool.
"Quill!" Mica gasped and then slid off her own stool and kneeled down next to him. "Swallow your food!...You didn't choke did you!" she said worriedly
He swallowed and sluggishly sat up.
"Yeah...I'm fine..."He replied rubbing the back of his soar head..
"Wait, you like know this loser?" Kitty asked wrinkling her nose at him as he got up.
"Yeah, we're friends. We met last night." Mica said setting Quill's fallen stool back up on its four legs.
"Oh! Sorry!" Kitty said with blush obvious on her pale cheeks, and then she turned back to the blue mutant known a Kurt who was stilling hanging from the chandler and continued to talk to him.
"Hey man! What's up?" came Evan's voice as he walked into the now filled kitchen
Quill looked up and smiled.
"Hey, Ev' !" Quill said with a grin.
"Oh hey, Kitty, Mica and Kurt." Evan then said looking over to the trio and waved at them.
"Hey!" came their chorused reply.
"So." Evan started as he sat down with his plate full of food. " Scott is in a bad mood today."
"Why's that?" asked Kitty swallowing her mouth full of toast.
"Cause apparently a bunch of snoops woke him up in tha middle of tha night." said Rouge in her southern like accent taking the seat next to Kitty.
"Ohhh..." Quill said softly now very interested in his empty plate.
Then the mild mannered red head Jean walked in, in a cheery mood as always.
"You guys better watch it this morning Scott's kinda grumpy." she said taking a seat across the table from Evan and picked at the food on her plate.
Kurt who was still upside down over the table began counting quietly to himself and then grinned widely.
"Yes! Ve get to take zhe minivan today!" he shout gleefully. "Too many people to fit in Scott's car!" and then he ported away.
"He really loves taking the minivan doesn't he?" Jean said with a laugh.
"Yeah!" said Kitty through her giggles; looking up her giggles immediately came to a halt. "Like don't look now, but here comes Scott!" she said giving her head a little nod towards the door.
Scott stormed into the room cause the once happy mood to go to a high alert on, on guard waiting for Scott to say something.
"Quill." he said tiredly.
Quill tensed up; Scott knew! He knew, he was so busted. He looked to Mica in a pleading manner and she looked back at him in fear.
"Quill, this is for you..." Scott said holding out a black watch.
Cautiously the frightened mutant plucked the object from the older mutants open hand. He looked it over, it looked like a regular watch to him.
"What's it for?" he finally asked looking up into Scott's shade covered eyes.
"Push the button on the side..." he replied in an annoyed tone.
Quill quickly obeyed not wanting to face the wrath of and angry mutant. Nothing happened.
"Quill your face!" Mica said in surprise gazing at the tanned mutant.
"What? What happen to my face!" He shout now franticly placing his palms on either side of his face. It felt normal.
"Here!" said Kitty pulling out a small mirror from her mini book bag." Go a head!" she urged him.
Hesitantly he took the mirror from her and looked into it.
"Whoa! What the!" he said in amazement. He looked normal. His quill like hair had become dark brown unruly hair and the quills on the sides of his face and chin that were like facial hair to him were gone. But if they were gone why could he still feel them?
"Wow..." he said softly handing the mirror back to Kitty.
"Now remember Quill, this watch can only make you appear well...normal, if anyone touches you they'll still be able to feel the real you." Scott said seriously and then let out a sigh.
"Oh Scott!" came a German accented voice.
Everyone looked up from their position at the breakfast table and Scott turned around slowly. To his dismay there was Kurt standing in the archway jingling a pair of keys in his two fingered hand, but they weren't just any set of keys. They were the keys to the minivan.
"Ve get to take zhe minivan!" Kurt said grinning happily.
Jean looked from a very annoyed Scott to a very pleased Nightcrawler.
"Alright everyone in the car!" she said quickly before Scott did something he would regret.
Everyone immediately got up in a hurry and raced towards the door.
"Kurt! Put you image inducer on!" called Jean as everyone raced out the front door, and then she turned to Scott. "You ready?"
"Yeah, unfortunately..." he replied while walking slowly towards the open door.
"Ha! I got zhe back row again!" Kurt cried happily as he entered the minivan first. Taking a seat on the far left he buckled himself in and grinned, letting himself sink into the soft leather seats.
"Well watch out fuzzy elf! 'Cause I'm like joining you!" said Kitty happily as she took her seat next to him.
"Me too!" cried Evan who stumbled into the back seat almost landing on Kitty and Kurt.
Rogue just let out an annoyed sigh and took the second row seat that was in front of Kurt. Quill followed and then came Mica.
"Last one in! You have to close the door!" kitty said with a giggle.
"Mica smiled and nodded , then she reached over and grabbed onto the grey door handled and pulled on it until the sliding black door closed.
Jean opened the passenger's door and took her seat and waited for Scott who wasn't to far behind her.
The kids in the back sounded like they had been to a concert and they had to talk loud to hear each other. A paper airplane lazily passed by her ear and hit the windshield and then fell down to the dashboard and then slid onto the floor.
Scott open the driver's side door and got in only to find he was already regretting getting in. Reluctantly he took his seat and was hit with a spit ball a second later.
"Sorry!" came an unmistakable accented voice.
"Just put your straw away Kurt." he sighed.
"But I didn't use a straw..." replied Kurt softly.
Scott sighed again. 'Monday' he though. Only Monday, that meant he was going to have to put up with this for another four days. He was really looking forward to it; not really.
