Title: Who Knew?

Author: Ace-of-Cyberspace13

Summary: Things nobody knew about the X-Men.

Disclaimer: I don't own X-Men: Evolution and I really wish I could claim to not own this chapter. I really hate it, though that could just be the lateness talking. I own Marcus.

Note: If you hate this chapter, I don't blame you. (Please don't let this discourage you from reading it. You have to read it before you can tell me how much you hate it.)

This chapter is dedicated to: Rogueslove22 [I'm sorry!]

Thanks to: Ex Mantis, Indigo-Night-Wisp, Rogueslove22

A man walked through the door of the Xavier Institute, surprising the residents, who were currently running around like maniacs. They all stopped to stare. "Man, haven't you ever heard of knocking?" said Ray.

The man looked at him and, ignoring his question, simply stated, "I'm here to see my wife."

"I think you have the wrong house, man," Ray said to him.

"This is the Xavier Institute, correct?" the man asked them. They nodded. "I am here to see the princess," he clarified.

"There's no princess here," Tabitha said.

"Princess Amara," the man said more firmly. He was obviously annoyed now. Everyone in the room stared at him like he'd grown a third head (yes, I did say third. That's how much they were staring at him.).

As if on queue, Amara came down the stairs. "Marcus?" she whispered in surprise. "What are you doing here?" Her voice was low and angry.

"Can a man not visit his wife every once in a while?" the man- apparently called Marcus- answered. His voice was arrogant and his smile was crooked, as if he knew he could get anything he wanted, and all he had to do was ask.

"Marcus, does my father know you are here?"

"Of course! He is the one that suggested I come here to see you," he got a mischievous glint in his eye, "wife," he added at the end, simply, it seemed to annoy her more. Now, she was angry. There was literal smoke coming out of her ears. The next ten minutes were a blur of yelling and screaming, and the occasional punch from Amara's side.

Finally, Sam got up the nerve to speak, breaking apart the fighting couple, or at least, attempting to. "Hey!" No answer. "Hey!" He tried again, louder this time, but still no answer.

Tabitha stepped in. "HEY!" She screamed. Both Amara and Marcus looked at her.

"What?" they said in unison.

"Stop your screaming!" she yelled. "You're giving me a headache!"

"Sorry, Tabby," Amara said, trying to calm her best friend.

Tabby looked at her. "I can't believe you didn't tell me you were married!" she exclaimed.

"You never asked."

End

This is, in my opinion, really bad, but it's as good as it's probably going to get. I had a terrible time trying to think of something for Amara, and I've been procrastinating for, like, two hours. I was shopping all day, and then I wrote this, so that may be why. Also, I need help! If you have any ideas for Rahne, Hank, or Kurt, please [!] let me know! Please review! Pppllleeeaaassseee!