Thank you all so much for the great response and interest for this story!
Quick-ish update, but shorty chapter, cause wanted the next part in a chapter on its own.

So Charles' speech maybe more advanced than an actual 2-ish year old's, but he's a de-aged telepathic genius yo!

(Btw..why won't FF let me do more than one exclamation or question mark, without spacing? ? Guh! !)

"No! ! Huts! ! !"

Erik's whole being shrunk a few inches as the toddler recoiled from him screaming, and pieces of metal around him hummed in discontent. Charles must be referring to the pain from the bullet wound he caused. Hank had said something about mixed and selective memory, and it seemed his former ally remembered how they last parted.

Charles' tiny chubby hands held their death grip onto Hank's soft blue fur, four dimples etched onto that tightly balled up fist where knuckles are hidden under the baby fat.

"Charles, it's Mag- It's Erik, don't you remember him?" Raven, in her blonde human form tried to coax her adopted brother from Hank's arms.

"No! ! N-o wan-na! Huts! ! N-no! ! !" Hot streams of tears ran down those porcelain rosy cheeks, as the toddler hiccuped and buried himself further into the safety of that dense blue coat.

"Enough, Raven. We did not come here to hurt him further." At the sound of his slightly shaken voice, Charles dared a small teary peek from the blue fuzz, as if he recognized the voice, but immediately ducked back when he saw the source of the sound.

"B-ad! Teddy, I n-o wanna bad! ! No hu-ut! !" The toddler, tiny in the arms of his guardian, looked up with worried watery blue eyes, body still shaking with hitched breath, and a tiny hand nudging at his now proportionally large head covered with a mop of chocolate brown hair. His little nub of an index finger digging at his temple. A gesture so familiar, it made Erik flinch.

"Hey, it's OK, Charlie, I won't let anyone hurt you. You want Raven to take you outside to play? Alex and Sean are outside with Scott and Ororo."

In a flash, a lopsided smile stretched across the chubby face, one eye overflowed with a large teardrop, threatening to fall. "A-nd Teddy!"

"I'm afraid not-" Those tiny red lips begin to tremble again, "But I'll be right here, talking to Erik about...some important things."

Again, Charles seemed to react as if he recognized that name, his eyes brighten, head tilted in consideration. "E-rie?" He seemed incapable of enunciating the final consonant.

"Eerr...yes, Erik. You remember Erik?" Hank gestured at the solemn man stood stockily in the furthermost corner of the room, looking doubly ridiculous with his maroon cape and helmet still on.

"Bad!" Was what the child replied as soon as his eyes connected from soft fuzziness to cold hard steel, ducking his head right back into the curve of Hank's neck.

Raven coughed and stepped up to take her brother outside, relieved that her brother still remembered and trusted her.

"Come on, Charlie, let's go see what everyone is up to outside, and you can introduce me to your new friends." Alex had swiftly taken Scott and Ororo outside, the latest additions to this vast estate. Sean then shooed the others out as well, giving the necessary people some space to talk.

"Okie! ! Sott has rey eye, and, and Lolo do bunny clous! ! And-" Raven can't help but smile with great fondness at her brother, while she 'Ohh-ed' and 'Ahh-ed' at his increasingly hard to understand ramblings.

"What the hell happened?"

Hank adjusted his glasses, and looked sheepishly at the ground. "I built a variation of a high pressure chamber that was suppose to reverse the tissue and nerve damage cause by...the ugghh.."

"The bullet, that I deflected into him...you don't need to sugar coat it."

"Right...anyway, on the day, there was a major blackout in this area, probably in the State."

Erik's mouth slowly fell open, his gray-green eyes bulging out if their sockets.

"Before the blackout, a huge pow-"

"Power surge. This happened ten days ago, late afternoon?"

"Ughh..yes. It was quite big news. The power plant still hasn't fully recovered, we are still getting blackouts every other day. It was reportedly attacked... Shit! It was you wasn't it!?"

"We needed to overload-"

In a blue flash, Hank gripped at Erik's throat tight with a large strong hand and slammed the helmeted man into the wall. The beastly growl he emitted caused Erik's skin to twinge and his hair to rise.

"I don't fuckin- I don't care why you needed to do it. You will, however, help us fix this." Erik had to give the man props for containing his obvious anger so quickly.

"Of course. We will do anything to assist."

Hank released his grip, leaving a white hand print, surely to turn into a dark purple bruise. The blue beast heaved a deep long sigh, and began walking to the glass doors leading outside to the vibrant green gardens where everyone else was now gathered.

"Word of advice, unless you want the same fate as the mansion's telephone box, don't let Alex find out it was you."

Other than Erik, Charles recognized and reacted enthusiastically to all the visitors now taking up temporary residence at the mansion.

Even Azazel got to be on Charles' good side.

The demonic looking mutant had made sure to keep a good distance away from the child, for fear of scaring him, and face the wrath of both Raven and Erik.

However, Charles was the one that found him. Azazel had been enjoying some quality time with the Professor's vast and impressive collection of music records. The rhythmic swaying of his tail must have seemed like a bright fun toy to a child with limited attention span.

Azazel let out an embarrassing yelp when he felt tiny fingers poke and grab at his sensitive tail. He looked down to see the child to be giddily entranced, so he let him continue with the harmless play. Not a minute later he sorely regretted not zapping out of the toddler's reach. Charles had grabbed with both hands and opened his mouth wide to take a hard bite at the red wagging tail.

The devil-like mutant yelped again and reflexively his mutation kicked in, teleporting them both to the main dining room where most of the others were gathered.

The toddler swayed a little, blue eyes large and bright, tiny fingers still gripped tight around his new found chew toy. Charles then let out a small cough of black sulfuric smoke. Then to everyone's dismay, especially Erik's, the child let out a loud, almost breathless snort-chuckle

"*Cggh* Again! !"

Charles pulled at Azazel's red tail and squealed with joy when the man indulged the little one by wrapping this tail securely around the podgy little waist, right above his diaper, and poofed about in and out of the mansion.

Laughter and delighted squeals could be heard throughout the house while Erik continued to try to blend into the metal railings.

Don't worry! The Erik-hating wee-Charles will end next chapter ;)