Note: Yes, the title of the chapters have specific ties to the chapter…you just have to read between the lines of either the song title, or the song.

Chapter 3: Why You Wanna Trip on Me

5:17 pm

Kitchen

Jubilation Lee was just about to reach for the last piece of cherry pie on the counter when Pete Rasputin swooped in and slid the plate containing the pie away from her.

"Hey!" Jubilee yelped. "I was going for that!"

"Yeah?" Pete took a massive bite of the pie before shoving the plate back at Jubilee. "There yah go."

Glaring, Jubilee allowed her firecracker hands to start cackling in threatening manner.

Pete gave the Asian a cocky smirk. "Go ahead. See what happens when metal meets electricity."

Letting out a frustrated breath, Jubilee regained control over her powers and ignored the large teenager heckling her. She opened the silver fridge door, noting the six holes that have yet to be fixed since Logan had stabbed – and killed – an intruder from months ago. Gazing into the icebox, Jubilee contemplated over whether she wanted left over Macaroni and Cheese that Bobby and Arty had made, or the rice stew Ororo had tried to teach Domino to make the night before.

Since Domino had never been one for cooking, and the rice stew looked less than appetizing, Jubilee chose Mac 'n' Cheese. She took the Tupperware and placed it in the microwave to reheat the noodles. While the microwave started, Jubilee took a seat at the counter and flipped through a fashion magazine as she waited.

Breathe in…breathe out…breathe in…breathe out…

"Do you mind?"

Peter looked up. "Mind what?"

"Breathing."

He gave Jubilee an incredulous look. "What, you want me to suffocate or something?"

"Not today." Jubilee gave him a chummy smile.

Peter narrowed his eyes at her. "Cute."

The two ignored each other and returned to their previous activity. Soon, Jubilee became interested in an article about teenage street fashion. Absentmindedly, Jubilee tapped her fingers on the counter as she read on.

Rap, tap, tap, tap. Rap, tap, tap, tap. Rap-

"Would yah cut it out already?" Peter barked.

Jubilee looked up at him curiously. "What exactly am I doing?"

"You're tapping!"

The look the Asian girl gave him a look that read 'are you on drugs?' "Since when did tapping become illegal?"

"When breathing did." Peter snapped.

Thankfully, the microwave beeped, indicating the ready of Jubilee's food. "Finally!" She jumped up and hurried to the appliance to retrieve her meal. She grabbed a fork from the silverware drawer, and with the Tupperware hot between her hands, left the room in a rush.

"Yeah, goodbye to you too!" Peter shouted after her. He rolled his eyes and returned to the crossword puzzle he was trying to do. "Girls."

6:33 pm

Medical Lab.

Twenty-one year old Domino was a woman of snow white skin, with one round, black spot over her left eye. While she may have looked slightly different from the rest, her character was incredibly likable to her teammates. As of four months ago, Domino had been a part of the X-Men. Much like Angel, she'd walked into the mansion in hopes of a safe place to stay and with open arms Ororo accepted the younger adult into the shared home.

At the present time, Domino was in the Medical Lab, nursing a sprained wrist while Ororo searched for a sling and arm wrap. Storm stood on her tiptoes on a footstep and tried to reach the very top shelf of the cabinets. By the way her body was angled it was amazing as to how she hadn't fallen yet.

'Ro stuck her tongue between her lips while she tried to reach for the box of wrappings. "So, tell me again how you did this."

"Well, you know that room underground?" Domino asked, cradling her arm and hopelessly trying to look innocent.

Ororo furrowed her eyebrows. "Which room?"

"The one on the right side. The Danger Room."

Bingo! Ororo found the wraps and sling, she grabbed the supplies and stepped down from the footstool. "And what exactly were you doing in there?"

Domino shrugged. "Practicin'. I lost."

'Ro smiled a little while she set to work on Domino's arm. "I can see that."

Silence filled the room as Ororo wrapped Domino's wrist tightly to support the bones. Domino, curious as to her friend's unexpected act of oddity, spoke. "So I see fur ball's back."

"Mhm," answered the weather goddess.

Domino, noting Ororo's refusal to look her in the eyes, continued. "Can I ask if your sudden act of quietness has to do with the big bad wolf returning?"

Ororo stopped and stared at the woman before her. "And why would you think that?"

The snow white skinned woman shrugged. "No reason. Just a hunch."

"Well that hunch of yours better walk on outta here." 'Ro instructed.

Now that her wrist was successfully wrapped, Domino slipped her arm through the sling and hopped off the medical bed she'd been sitting on. "Come on 'Ro, the clouds don't lie."

Inquisitive as to what in the world Domino meant, Ororo made her way to a window. In the sky above the clouds were dark grey and about to release lightning. Her lips spread apart in amazement. She hadn't realized how her out of tune her emotions were.

"So," Domino broke the silence. Ororo looked at her. "Wanna tell me what's wrong?"

A/N: Think you know the answer?