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Ch. 7- Late Night Snack
Later that night, after the testing day, Lilly lay awake in her bed. The moon shone brightly through the window. Lilly had a lot on her mind and kept tossing and turning until she finally gave up and got out of bed. She climbed down the stairs towards the kitchen for a late night snack. The mansion was quiet, as most of the students and teachers had gone to bed. She passed by the door to the garage and could hear someone tinkering with something inside, but decided to leave them alone. She then passed by one of the common rooms and heard a television running. When she peeked her head in, she saw that a little boy had fallen asleep on the couch. She found a spare blanket and draped it over the boy so that he would not get cold. She wasn't sure where his room was, so this was the next best thing. Lilly walked the rest of the way to the kitchen and started rummaging through the fridge.
"Can' sleep chere?" Remy questioned. Lilly looked from behind the fridge door and saw Remy leaning against the kitchen doorway. Lilly smiled shyly, which gained a grin from him.
"No, I couldn't sleep. What about you?" Lilly asked.
"Same. Why don' you have a sea' and le' ol' Remy cook you up somet'in nice."
"Okay. Thank you."
Lilly sat down and watched as Remy gathered some ingredients and began cooking something that smelled delicious. He added meats, rice, and many different seasonings to a pot. Once it was all finished he put it into two small dishes and placed one next to Lilly. He took the other one and sat down next to her.
"Ea' up chere. Hope you like Jambalaya," Remy said. Lilly took a bite of her jambalaya.
"It's so delicious! Thank you so much Remy."
"You be welcome chere. I like cookin' for people," Remy stated. Lilly smiled. For a small period, they were quiet.
"Remy, can I ask you a question?"
"O' course."
"Do you ever find yourself missing your home? Your family?" Lilly asked.
"Family? Non. My home, all de time. Wha' bout you?"
"I don't really know my family. I don't have any memories from before I was 14," Lilly answered.
"Wha' you mean?" Remy questioned.
"Well, I remember waking up on my 14th birthday in my foster mother's home. At least, that's what my foster mother told me. Anytime I asked her, she never told me any differently. It's been three years, well, almost three years."
"Maybe you ask de professor? Maybe he can help you remember?" Remy asked.
"Maybe. But something is telling me that I shouldn't remember it. At least, not yet."
"I knew I smelled something good in here," Logan said, walking into the kitchen with grease on his shirt and hands. "You mind if I have some?"
"Not a' all. Wash yer hands firs' mon ami," Remy said.
"Yeah, yeah," Logan grumbled before going over to the sink and washing his hands. He grabbed himself a bowl of jambalaya and sat down next to Remy, eating away.
"You couldn't sleep either Logan?" Lilly asked.
"No. Got a lot on my mind today. You guys too I take it?"
"Ya. Tha' be why we gettin' ou' grub on," Remy replied.
"Good choice. I may not like you much, but you at least know how to cook," Logan said.
"So you guys are like, veterans, right?" Lilly asked.
"I guess you could say that," Logan answered.
"Does it ever get easier?" Lilly continued to question.
"Some t'ings yes. Some t'ings, no."
"The thing is kid, when somethings get easier, you are almost always met with another challenge," Logan said.
"And some mutants, have more challenges than others, but you have some good friends here that will always be there to help and support you," Ororo said, walking into the kitchen.
"Thank you, I'm glad I have good friends now," Lilly smiled.
"Wha' bring you down here 'Ro?" Remy asked.
"The smell of some good food, and an approaching storm woke me," Ororo said.
Ororo went to the pot and grabbed herself some food and sat down next to the others. The four of them continued to talk, mostly Logan, Remy, and Ororo about their experiences. Lilly listened intently, eager to hear the stories of her teachers and new found friends. It was nice getting to know them and who they were in the past, and how those experiences helped them to become the wonderful people that they were today.