X-Men Evolution: First Years
Again, I think we can all figure out when this is happening. *laughs*
-nt
Used one way, their mutant powers could be highly destructive. Used another way, they made a pretty good construction company with a little help from the professionals. There had been a few outcries from the younger students about child labor laws when some of the construction was added to their chores; after the Professor agreed to pay them, and by the job, not the hour, they had jumped at the chance to help.
Still, that didn't mean there weren't problems. A thousand pounds of stone is a menace to everyone if the person moving it is distracted, be they a crane operator or a telekinetic. If anything, a distracted Jean might be a little more dangerous.
One did not need to be a telepath to know what, or rather who, was on Jean's mind- all you had to do was follow the distracted gaze. Ororo fought the urge to chuckle. She had seen this coming for years. "It's a good day for new beginnings. And for telling people how you feel."
"Maybe..." How long had she been attracted to him. Maybe forever. Then why had she gone after Duncan? Jean knew the answer- he was a pretty piece of meat, but she didn't feel threatened by his mind. Or the lack there of. But now, he was just a jerk. Why had she ever dated him to begin with?
Maybe it was because Scott was always there. Jean didn't want to be set up with the boy down the hall. There had been a part of her that had found Scott cute, but it was creepy at first. It felt kind of like two pandas at the zoo, only without the gawkers. And then Taryn had set her up with Duncan... Jean felt a mental sigh.
Scott scared her a little. She had told herself she hadn't been interested because it would have been like dating her brother. Or that if they broke up, she'd have to look at him every day, hear his voice. And if he left her, it would have been too much. And she hadn't wanted to leave. She'd had to learn to control her telepathy, or she probably would have ended up in the cell next to Wanda's in the mental ward.
"Maybe, Jean?" Storm smiled softly, glancing back up at the roof where Scott and Logan were nearly done connecting the various antennas.
"Maybe." Jean smiled back. The Institute's weather goddess could read her almost as well as Scott could. But Jean cheated. "And what about you?"
"What about me?" Ororo stiffened a hair, cautiously.
Jean looked around, before dropping her voice to a near whisper. "I've seen you, looking at Wolverine."
Storm blushed. "Hush, child." A slow, shy smile spread on her lips. "He's too wild for me, and I'm too busy, between rebuilding and testifying." After barging in on a Congressional committee meeting, she and Hank had been called to testify again, not just in Washington but also in Albany. There were already rumors that the Professor would be called, along with a panel of 'learned experts in a variety of fields'. Of course, the rumors didn't have the Professor on the latter. "Besides, it would be unprofessional. He's my co-worker."
"Uh huh..."
"If you say anything to anyone, I'll tell Scott how you feel."
"Storm!" It was Jean's turn to blush. "What if I say something to him my own."
"I would say, 'Well! It's about time.' That poor boy has been in love with you since he first met you."
Author's notes:
The "less" human you seem, the more human you really are.