Peace Offerings, And Preparing For Battle

"Tell me it's not that painful when you…um?"

"Oh no, not at all, maybe a bit uncomfortable the first few times, but now, I like the feeling, if I do notice it. Just thought I would give him a thought picture in his head to encourage him to not dare do that again."

"So 4 suffering women. Anything I can do to help, medically?"

"Well, no, I got that covered, I think. If not, I'll give you a heads up. Just, where are the Epsom salts, you do have some, right, tell me you do, and where they are, if you do have some?"

"Right in here, Morph," showing him the cupboard, and he took two 2 L containers of it one in each hand. "Ah, of course, the magnesium is a natural muscle relaxer."

"Exactly, we will need these, no doubt. Now, can you cook a big chocolate cake? Or if you have any other gooey sweets you think might help…the cause?"

"On it." Going to get his stash of Twinkies out. It was a sacrifice, but it was for the greater good, he knew. As well as he bought them wholesale in bulk. A small dint would bring peace, he knew, to everyone.

Morph took the other 3 hot water bottles he came in here for and grabbed the heating blanket as well. He stopped by his room to plug the blanket in and grab the bags he left on his bed and headed to the kitchen. "That water boiled yet," he asks as he comes in the kitchen and sets the heavy containers of Epsom salts down.

"In the kettle, yes, the pot no, it's just starting to boil a bit."

"That's fine, it shouldn't be boiling hot, but hotter than the tap water. The water in the kettle needs to be boiling, though."

"For what?"

"What else, tea." Tossing him the box of chamomile tea. "Grab out 4 mugs, and start them steeping while I fill these up," and grabbed the measuring container out and scooped up some hot water and started to fill up one of the hot water bottles and proceed to fill the other two up. As he was getting the last hot water bottle filled, he finally shows up. "There you are, Gambit, where were you?"

"Besides getting clean pants and undershorts on, in da study making notes. I was doing as you suggested, leaving a note for myself, on da wall above da toilet, all of da toilets, not just the one by our rooms. I haven't gone in yet to say sorry just yet, I was too preoccupied with doing dat, dat I forget all about filling dis up."

"Good, now, here, hand me that hot water bottle, and go get a mug of tea for Rogue, as well as any honey or sugar, you think she might like in it. The chamomile tea will help her relax. Might as well go in there, all prepared, fully prepared, when you do your apologizing. Take some of the Epsom salts as well, and go draw her, a nice hot bath."

"I thought women like chocolate dis time of da month."

"Does Rogue like chocolate? Or want chips, or…"

"She loves da chocolate; she can't get enough of it, and the bonbons."

"Got you covered," he winks, tossing him a dark chocolate bar, and takes out a container of double chocolate fudge ice-cream, he had put in there, when he went to find Logan, and takes out the ice-cream scoop. He had also bought one other thing to make all the girls feel extra special. "Hee, hee, hee, hee, here, lover boy, go take one of these roses as well, and put it in your mouth and do your thing, and sweep her off her feet. Give her a nice romantic massage as you say you're sorry and tell her all about how you have taken steps to make sure it never happens again. Not just for you, but for all the other stupid boys and men who might come to live here in the future. Then offer her a nice hot bath to ease her cramps. Oh, and take one of these bags of chips, just in case. Oh, and also, take whatever peace offering you think is best in one of those bags. Oh, and don't forget the Midol, it is a girl's best friend, after all, at this time of the month. The pain is terrible to bear it, alone, without a friend to help ease their suffering. They need relief to calm the cramping. So take one of each, there's lots of it, I bought a whole case of it."

"Uh, hmmm, ah, tampons, she uses dis, she tinks da pads is like diapers. Tanks, Morph, you save Gambit's life and penis."

"Well, that's one mutant lady about to be calmed down, only 3 more to go." Logan was still so amazed at his friend, how well he could be prepared and organized, and so selfless and caring. He took it to heart, lesson learned. If Morph could take on 4 hormonal women, well, then so could he! He was supposed to be the tough as nails guy around here, but apparently, what was really needed was the exact opposite. Caring, lovingness, kindness, sensitivity, and a willingness to listen.

"What about the others, how are they fairing, are they all really…?" He was still so amazed to be a witness and be privileged to handle this rare, but fun, scary, phenomenon. He had never thought that he would have the rare privilege of actually enjoying this. If worse came to worse, he knew that he could become one of them, and try to join in on their suffering, he knew, becoming his female alter ego. Going so far as to pretend that he was bleeding too. He was weird that way, but a shapeshifter's got to do what a shapeshifter has got to do. It would better teach him how to handle those times where he had to be a woman if he deals and goes through all this.

"Yes, all 4 of them, menstruating, and PMS raging."

"Yikes. Well, no doubt, Jean is probably bossing Scott around." He was making mental notes of all of this, what was typical normal behavior; it could and would come in very handy one day he was sure, as well as how to deal with the same situation, come next month. Each lady was so different, in what she needed, and wanted, he knew.

"Ask him yourself, sniff, he's, slowly, headed this way."

Morph observed as Scott walked stiffer than usual, and awkwardly, into the kitchen. His thighs were rubbing awkwardly together, as he walked. Morph thought the worst had happened to Scott. As much as he still at times didn't like the guy, he could only feel sympathy for him for the pain he was no doubt going through. "Oh no, what did Jean do to you, Scott, kick you in the baby maker?"

Hardly just managing a weak smile, at the remark, yeah, it probably looked that way, the way he was walking, as he told him, "Not yet. Try the pee walk. My bladder is about to burst, I haven't gone pee yet this morning. I've been too busy running around trying to help Jean feel better. I don't know what to do to relieve her suffering. She doesn't even know herself what she wants. Just, one thing for sure. Ohh, I looked all over…"

"You can't help her if you need to relieve your own suffering. I think your unique telepathic rapport is channeling to Jean; think about it. If you got a full bladder and are in agony, then that's all changeling to her and making her suffering worse. Not to mention stressing her and you out at the same time. So go take care of that, and then you can take care of Jean a lot better. Sometimes you have to take care of yourself, or help yourself, first, to better help and care for someone else. I learned that while I was getting well and a lot of… Huh?" Scott was out the kitchen door where they had the huge BBQ as Morph peered out the door and chuckled at the big show Scott was giving, without hesitation, or his usual reservations! "That was an emergency," Syd laughs loudly as he watched the gusher Scott was shooting and emptying out of his agonized bladder. Scott, he was sure, would not be so uncivilized, to urinate outside, if it were not a desperate emergency!

"I can hear his firehose running at full tilt from here. Poor guy, I feel for ya, having to hold that while trying your best to tend to your woman." Well, this was one time he was secretly glad he wasn't the one married to Jean if Jean treated Scott this way, and wouldn't even let him pee in the morning.

Coming back in to give their leader some amount of privacy out there. "Libra, Libra, what's a Libra now, hmmm…"

"That's the 7th sign of the zodiac if I'm not mistaken."

"I know, and Jean is a Libra, I was trying to remember what they like, namely, what their…oh their butts, how could I forget that!"

Well, over a minute later, "Ahhhh, ohh man, so good; that felt so good, almost as good as sex."

"Hee, hee, hee, hee, well, if you really love Jean, then that's exactly what she needs, right now. You need to do your husbandly duty, in bed, if you know what I mean. If you find it a bit gross, you can put a condom on, or do it in the shower, or better yet," tapping the container of Epsom salts, "a nice hot bath. If not, and she says no, then try your best to bring her to extreme pleasure in some other way. Here buddy, bring her these as well. While the hot water bottle or hot bath does its job, along with the lovemaking. But what she will no doubt really need; is this."

"Midol, I was looking all over for that! Oh, the one for breasts, she gets breast tenderness, she hardly ever get backaches."

"Grab whatever else you need too." Scott looked to where he was pointing, and in the bags, he found and took what he needed for Jean. "Oh, and I got one more piece of advice for you. Rub Jean's back, especially the lower part of it, and then when she is absolutely relaxed, give her tushie a little pinch, and a light, playful slap."

"Why would I…"

"Oh, trust Morphy on this one, she'll love it."

"If you say so."

"What are you suggesting he do to Jean?"

"I told him already. One of the best ways to get rid of cramps, is sex, namely to give the poor suffering girl an orgasm."

"That's…brilliant. So, two down, 2 more to go. Take your pick, kid. So, which mutant do you want to take on, the Firecracker or the walking Cumulonimbus?"

"You take care of Storm." The lights flicker and dim as the thunder and lightning sound off loudly outside again and again. "Oh man, and you had better do it quickly if that disaster outside has anything to say about it. You better be well-armed, take them both, I bought lots of them." Handing him one package of Midol for backache and one for breast tenderness. "You're more attached to Storm than I am, I think, from what I was told. Be caring, sensitive, sweet, and loving, as I know you can be, to her. So do it, try to give her exactly what she wants, and needs, and listen to her, to what she wants and needs. When in doubt, ask her what she wants and needs. She will tell you if you ask her if you don't know. Give her a hug, but give her; her space too, to take her anger out."

"What about…"

"Go! I'll help Jubilee." If he knew her as well as he did, she would be sulking or worse in her room. He didn't want to let on how attached and attracted to her he was. Ever since he had left to get well at Muir Island, she was his light in the darkness. They would talk for hours on the phone at times about anything and everything. They were so close, but none of them knew that, but he probably would be found out by the end of the day. He carried the tray up to her room. It had all he knew she would like and needed. Chips, a chocolate bar, dark chocolate, of course, Midol, ice cream, chamomile tea, and a hot water bottle. He would get a bath ready for her later. He could hear it, the beat of the song before he got to Jubilee's room as he stopped in his room, to grab the electric blanket he had plugged in and had heated up on high. He knew that song, and no doubt she had it on repeat, 'It Hurts' and that's when he got an idea. She loved Roxette, so did he, it was one of the many things they lovingly shared and had in common. He took the male vocalist's form but sang as himself as he came in. "Hello, you fool, I love you. Ready for a joyride? Oh, I know, I know, it hurts, it hurts to be alone, but I understand you, I understand you, my baby. I'm spending my time with you, as this day goes by, hoping that you will be with me too. So I have to say, how do you do?" Sydney sings as he does a mesh of a few of their songs and titles, changing the lyrics slightly as well. Sydney closes the door behind him for some privacy, in case they needed to talk privately. Putting the tray of goodies down, on her end table, so he can take the heating blanket, and wrap her all snugly up in it, as he hugs Jubilee tightly. Only pausing from his crooning to plug the blanket back in. Morph could tell, just by what she had on, she was the type to get the chills and could not as easily regulate her temperature 7 days out of the month. As for her, typically, she was always in shorts, but not today, she had the chills.

"Morph, that is so nice of you. Ohh, is that chocolate ice cream for breakfast?"

"Whatever you want. I'll even take you out for breakfast if you like."

"Nah, this is good, maybe for lunch, I would really love some French fries and gravy, if I'm up to it, or you can maybe get it for me? Mmmm, so good, oh my God, this is so divine. Hey, how about we go see a movie, together, a romantic comedy, later on, tonight, if I'm up to it by then, I'm already feeling a lot better though, with you here."

"Whatever you want to see."

"What I want to see is you, Sydney, now change back," he did, "all the way," he reverted fully. "That's better," she approves at what she sees. She was one of the few mutants who knew his secret that he faked his age to make himself look older. She liked the younger Morph or Sydney, for obvious reasons. Sure adult Morph was handsome, but Jubilee preferred this Sydney, the real deal. "Oh man, that's so-o-o good. Ohh, tea, and you got me Midol, thanks, I couldn't find any. Not that I was going out of my room anytime soon, to find some or just regular aspirin. Oh, and pads, thank you! I wasn't even expecting this to get my period now, so I only had the one, the one I have on now. This is so stupid; it isn't regular like it should be. If it were, I would have been better prepared for this. Well, at least I have you."

"Yeah, you're stuck with me," he giggles. "Hey, don't worry about it being a surprise this time around; considering you're not the only one who got it today, all 4 of you have it."

"Really, Jean, Rogue, Ororo, and me?"

"Yeah. You all synced up. Sorry, I don't know what kind you like to use to ease your suffering as I wasn't so sure if you needed the one for breast tenderness or the one for the backaches. So I bought you both. So I know, for next time, what one do you use?"

He was so considerate and caring, she adored that trait he had, so selfless always thinking of others, or at least her. "I take both; I get a bit of both, so take one tablet of each."

"Interesting," Morph made a mental note of that for next month.