The Gifts, And The Name Game!
Meanwhile Jubilee was having some problems finding what she was after; it was so crowded so it took a lot longer than usual to get some help, to find what she was after. But soon she was directed to some she liked and that she could picture Morph using and liking. "Yeah these would be perfect. He's a bit bigger than I am and well, he's skinny but filled out a bit more around being a guy. Maybe I should try them on first to make sure they fit."
"You can always take them back and exchange them for the right size, if it doesn't fit him, or if he doesn't like it."
"Well, they are his favorite color; I think he will like them, it's just the size."
"Well, there's an elastic waistband and they are quite loose fitting, so maybe just go look around, if you see someone around his size, they can hold it up to see if it fits."
Nodding she did that, and soon found a person, who willingly agreed to do that, and it looked okay, and like it would fit him, so she headed to the till and purchased it. Then off to the joke shop, to get two more things, which turned into three not including the batteries to go with it. "Ohh, he'll get a kick out of this, it's self-inflating, and this is just too funny. Hey, how much is that book?"
"Oh, it's," looking at the price on the back, "$3.50."
"Okay, I'll get that too, and some batteries for this." All the gifts were stuffed in a brown paper bag and then put inside the shopping bag from the store, and off she went, off to find Morph busy at the coffee shop. "Hey, Morphy; got it."
Looking up from his writing when he was done the sentence he was working on, "Hmm, oh hi, that's good, now you're all done your Christmas shopping I guess. So what would you like, coffee, tea, hot apple cider?"
"Tea, I've not quite developed a taste for coffee yet."
"They have really good hot chocolate too, if you rather have that."
"Okay, yeah, hot chocolate sounds much better. What do you got?"
"Cappuccino, I'm getting very addicted to the French Vanilla, I must say they're very good. Here, try a sip, you might like it, have the rest if you like." Taking a sip, there wasn't that much left in it, so he let her finish it, since Morph had nearly finished it all off. "Like it," Jubilee just gave him a so-so face. "So, what's with the Morphy thing, what's up with calling me that huh?"
"I don't know, same reason why I call Wolverine, Wolvie, it's cute."
"Oh, I see; and he hasn't bitten your head off yet, for calling him that?"
"Nope, I think he secretly likes it when I call him that." Morph just smiled and rolled his eyes, and nodded at her, both knowing, just because she was a girl, and the cuteness factor, and her being so young, that she could get away with it, calling him that. "So uh you're not going to bite my head off for calling you that are you, Morphy?"
"No, it's cool, I like it, bit of a change from always being called, Morph, all the time." Getting up he ordered a large hot chocolate for Jubilee and another French Vanilla cappuccino for himself.
Pondering his words, she wondered if he was starting to not like being called that, and she had on off wondered what Morph's real name was from time to time, but she had never bothered to ask him that. Maybe now was the appropriate time to ask him, after all, they were in public, and they really shouldn't be using codenames in here or even nicknames, it deemed inappropriate to do so. As he came back with the drinks, she proposed the question to him. "So, what would you rather be called?"
"Huh?" Setting her drink down, he realized what she was really asking her. "Hmm, oh, I know what you're up to, and sorry, but no one else knows my name either, it's a secret."
"Oh, a secret, I get it, as in it's an embarrassing name, right?"
"No, just a secret; I like my name a whole lot; just no one knows it, yet."
"So will you tell me it?"
"I'll give you a hint, despite being Italian, I was named after the place of my conception," Morph says smiling and taking a sip of his drink.
"That could be anywhere; you got to be a little more specific than just that."
"It starts with an S, but it's not Scott, I would cry if it was that."
"Yeah, like that narrows it right down, come on."
"Okay, one last big hint. There are two different spellings, of the name, and the correct one for my name is from the place of my conception, so figure that out," he giggles.
"I should get a book of baby names and start naming them off for you."
"You only get three guesses, to guess it right."
"What?! No fair! You will tell me if I get it right, or at least if I'm close?"
"Of course I will." With that, Morph let Jubilee ponder it and her guesses.
"So, you're Italian huh, can you speak it?"
"Sì, that means yes in Italian, fluently, pretty much my first language. I can also speak French pretty fluently too, and some Spanish."
"Wow that's pretty cool you're trilingual."
"Multilingual, I speak some German too."
"Wow. So did you figure out what you're going to get or make for your papa yet? No wonder why you call him papa not dad."
"I do occasionally call him dad, or daddy. Well, I got a good start," taking out and showing her the picture. "Like it?"
"Ha, ha, ha, ha, yeah that's sweet. That's a good picture of you. You should have put on a Santa hat though."
"Oh, really, no, hee, hee, don't think so. I'm busy writing him a letter, telling him how much I miss him and stuff," he says, putting the photo back in his X-Jacket pocket.
"Let me see," Morph covered it up with his arms, and grinned. "Oh you got your name on it, don't you?"
"Maybe I do, maybe I don't, yet, besides, it's personal, and really none of your business, what I have written down."
"Get him a card too; I'm sure he'll like that. Does he have any hobbies?"
"A few, he likes baseball, gardening, tinkering with the car, lawnmower, the toaster, and other things, and then if it still doesn't work, going out and getting a new one after he makes it worse or breaks it," he giggles.
"So he thinks he's a handyman huh?"
"Yeah, thinks is the appropriate word, too much macho pride is all it is. But he does fix things sometimes, and usually he is man enough to call for the help when he knows he needs to."
"Sounds like a riot to be with.
"Yeah, yeah he was, until my mamma died," he says with a lonely sigh, as he tells her all about it since she of all the X-Men didn't know about that yet, as they chat a bit. Off to the liquor store they soon go, to pick out some beer for Logan. "Canadian beer, so uhh, Molson Canadian, I think he'll like that. So what are you going to get?"
"I don't know, I can't decide what kind Logan might like. Do you know?"
"Heck if I know, I never really drink the stuff, I don't care for the taste of beer that all that much wine yes, but not beer."
"Kokanee I guess, it says it's Canadian, eh?"
"Yeah, okay, good choice, going with a theme." Taking her money, Morph got hers first and made sure she would have enough to cover it. She was a few cents short with the bottle deposit she didn't know about, but Morph covered it for her; then he separately bought the other one from him to Logan.
"Hey, uhh, so did you happen to see the name on his driver's license when you asked for his ID and he showed it to you?"
"Don't you dare tell her what it is if you did see it! Good try, oh, very sneaky, girl, I must admit. Thinking outside the box are we. I'm trying to get her to guess my name, not cheat."
"Oh, come on, I'm sure you don't like to be called by your nickname all of the time, do you?"
"Yeah, I do actually." After picking out a nice card, they headed for Morph's car.