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"Bobby! Get back here you jerk!" "You too Riberto! You're dead!" Jubes and Rahne shrieked.
You see, Bobby decided to give into his curiosity and look inside Jubes' drawer and he found her diary and he talked Roberto into looking through Rahne's, they planed to compare "notes" but they were caught in the act by Jubilation.
"I'll kill you!" Jubilee screamed shooting some firework things at him.
"Lighten up Jubes…… OUCH!" Bobby as he was hit by a blast.
"Eeek!" Roberto screamed seeing Rahne catching up to him now half way wolf.
CRASH
"RAHNE LET GO OF MY LEG!"
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Marc heard the sounds of shattering glass and muffled screams ringing through the halls as he was entered the rec-room, but just dismissed them and continued in. There, Amara was reading a book; Kurt, Ray, and Jamie were playing on the community X-BOX; and Kitty was typing on her computer.
"Hey!" Marc, trying to get everyone's attention although only succeeded in getting Kitty's who ran over to him.
"Trying to get attention? Watch and learn." She whispered into his ear, just before letting out an ear splitting whistle. It had gotten everyone's attention as well as nearly deafening Marc. "You're welcome." She said.
"I need help coming up with a codename for myself." Marc announce to the group, who of course jumped at an opportunity to have some fun with this.
"So what are yours?" Marc asked "You know to get an idea?"
MultipleboyBerzerkerMagmaNightcrawlerShadowcat!
"Spyke." Evan added just walking into the room.
"Well guys I'm open to any suggestions." Marc said.
"Vhat'z your powver anyvays?" Kurt asked
"The Professor says I'm Pyrokinetic, I also heal fast and have can hear good."
"How 'bout, Pyro-ear-healer-man?" Jamie offered.
"This could take a while." Evan said.
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In the kitchen, Sam was sitting at the table doing his math homework.
The phone rang.
"Howdy, Xavier residence Sam speakin' how may I help ya?"
"Hello this is Mr. Boucher from the F.O.C.I." A deep voice said.
"F.O.C.I?" Sam asked.
"Yes the Federal Oriental Cookie Inspectors, I'm calling for Scott Summers. It's about the smuggling of fortune cookies from…" Boucher paused to think, "…Mexico."
Sam's eyes widened, "Sounds serious I'll go get 'im…hold on please Mr. Boucher…um…your honor."
"Oh and young man," Dramatic silence, "tell no one."
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"Firefly?" Ray suggested.
Kurt rubbed his chin. "Nien, zounds a little fruity."
"How 'bout Blazeman?"
"That's Stupid."
"Hey I got an Idea." Kitty proclaimed.
"That's a first Kitty" Evan whispered to Ray.
"Toss me that dictionary next to you 'Mara?" Kitty asked.
Amara tossed it over absentmindedly and fell about five feet from Kitty.
"Whatcha got in mind Kit?" Asked Ray.
"Well," she started as she went to retrieve the book and then walked back to the couch where Marc was, and reclined back with her feet up on Marc, " How 'bout I flip through this dictionary and the first few words I see are, like, his codename." She presented cheerfully.
Everyone agreed.
"O-kay then, let's see. Your code name can be either. . ." she paused to look "Sock o--r Lemur." She declared pleasantly amused.
The room was dead silent for a moment.
"Leemiur pick zhat one!" Kurt howled falling down laughing.
Evan soon joined him after making an inappropriate comment involving a sock, that only Amara was lucky enough not to get.
"Eww Evan!" Kitty yelled throwing one of Marc's shoes at him."
"Ouch Kitty! I was just messin' around." Evan complained after being clocked in the head by a pillow.
"Shall ve try once more?" Kurt asked, still holding his stomach from the laughter.
"Ooh! Ooh! Can I? Can I?" Jamie said with excitement.
"Okay." Kurt said motioning for Kitty to hand Jamie the book.
"Okay how about 'Butt'?" He giggled.
"Come on, get serious Jamie or I'll let Kitty through a something at you at you to." Marc scolded.
Jamie gulped.
"Fireside." Amara stated.
"Wha?" Marc asked.
"The book I'm reading has a chapter called 'Fireside' that should be your name."
"That's got a ring to it, Fyreside (a/n)." Marc publicized walking over and thanking Amara.
"Peace." Marc said after giving Kitty a hug with one arm, then grabbed his bags and joined Amara in going to their room.
Kitty, unaware of his current living conditions, was fuming at the sight of her boyfriend and another girl walking into a bedroom together.
"Hey where are you going!?!?" She demanded crossly.
"To go get dressed. Why?" Marc pointed over his shoulder.
"Aaaaa… Like, I don't know, maybe because you're going into HER room." Kitty said sarcastically.
"Oh! That, The Professor put me and Amara into the same room." He Replied.
"F-i-n-e so I'll meet you at the mall in about an hour." She said still unpleased.
"Cool." Marc said.
"See ya!" Kitty said giving Amara the evil eye.
"So Amara what can you do?" Marc asked as they entered their room.
Amara held out her hand and created a fire orb "That answer your question?"
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Scott picked up the phone. "Hello Mr. Boucher, I think you have the wrong number sir…" Scott said about to hang up.
"No wait dude…I mean Mr. Summers." The now familiar voice said to Scott.
"Alex?!"
"Yeah, you got me bro, I can't believe that guy fell for that fortune cookie thing."
"I should have known it was you, why did you do that?"
Alex could see the, irritated parent, look in Scott's face now. "I didn't cause any trouble, did I?"
To Alex's surprise Scott gave a little chuckle. "Well except for Sam being paranoid now…I guess not. How's out there?"
"That's what I called about, How'd you like to come out to Hawaii, not this but next weekend?"
"Why?"
"Because your little bro gonna be in his first pro-surf competition!"
"Alex that's great, congratulations man." Scott said enthusiastically.
"So, ya coming?" Alex asked timidly.
"I'll check with the Professor but I'm sure he'll let me go."
"I gotta go my friend took my board again, later."
"See ya."
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Logan and Xavier were still discussing the situation with Marc, and how it should be dealt with.
"Okay I'll train him, but I won't go easy on him."
"You do understand, Logan, that I want you to 'train' him not turn him into a weapon?" Xavier said trying to emphasize his point.
Logan grunted.
"How about I level with ya Chuck? If I go easy on him for a while, you'll let me decide when I can intensify his training?"
"Only do what is necessary Logan."
"Should I go tell him?"
"Wednesday, Logan start his training on Wednesday."
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Marc was modeling his uniform, which was several sizes to small, around the room, "So Amara, does this make me look fat?"
"No it makes you look stupid." Amara said trying not to laugh.
"But Amara I can go out and save the world as "Constricted-man," the man who loved too much." He said the last part gasping for air. He walked back into the closet, where they would do their changing for now on, and put his clothes on for his date.
"So Marc how do you know Bobby?" She spoke to him through the closet.
"I met him when I was twelve. I was living in Boston and he went to school with me, and when I moved back to Arizona we still kept in touch." He explained.
"Where're you from?" Marc asked.
"I'm from Nova Roma in the South America." Amara said. "I was a princess there." she added.
"Should I refer to you as 'Your Royal Highness' now?" Marc asked jokingly.
"Yes and you should never ever looked me in the eye, unless I approve of it first." She joked trying to sound like royalty.
Marc emerged from the closet wearing a red sleeveless shirt and baggy black pants laughing, and looked into the mirror rubbing some gel through his hair.
"Goin' sleeveless in the middle of winter, are you crazy?"
"Amara," Marc said turning to her than back to the mirror and flexing, "wouldn't you like to show off a body like this?"
"Whatever."
"See Ya!" He said walking off looking for a ride to the mall.
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(A/N) Fyreside is how I'm spelling it. How do you feel about the codename?