AN: So I had no muse for major editing, unlike usual so if i change a bunch in this file and add some stuff later don't be surprised. It's just really hot out today and I don't feel like doing anything. Other author did some edits not sure how much. Uh next chapter. Will be...an "M" rated scene...and will also be skip-able. Just a heads up...because neither of us wrote a sex scene till then. Curse you Erik and Charles. Anyways - enjoy!
"Stop it!" Hank yelled, running in between the two and wrenching them apart. "What are you two fighting about?"
"What?" Erik asked, taken aback by Hank's sudden intervention. It then dawned on him that the fighting must have looked real to Hank. "Oh, Beast, calm down, we're not really fighting. We're training. Charles decided that we should practice fighting without our powers."
Hank blinked, feeling very stupid all of the sudden. "Oh… So Angel and Raven aren't really… okay. Sorry."
"It's fine. So what are you doing outside your nerd cave?"
Hank growled, "Hilarious, Erik. Anyways, you might want to go help your boyfriend take care of Sean. He flew through a window and the Professor is getting aggravated."
"Alright." Erik looked at the fire extinguisher in his hands. "Alex?"
"Yeah, he apparently started another fire. I'm supposed to go help him with that."
"I see. Well then." Erik nodded at Janos and headed toward the house.
Hank walked over to the side of the building and located Alex, who was trying to put the fire out, but it was starting to spread to nearby bushes. Hank pulled the pin and snuffed the fire out with the white foam.
"Nice one, Alex. The Professor's really pleased with you and Sean." Hank commented.
Meanwhile Erik was walking upstairs, figuring that even if Sean was already taken care of he could at least help clean up the shattered glass from the window.
"Charles, you up here?" he called out.
He was currently busy trying to wrap bandages around Sean's head, but other was making it seem impossible. When Charles heard Erik call out for him, he let out a sigh of relief and peaked his head out the bathroom door.
"We're in here, love," he waved the other man in.
He looked back to Sean, who was trying to put the most innocent expression on his face as Erik walked in. Charles shook his head and tried to restart bandaging him again, and pinched him on the leg, hard, when Sean kept pulling away.
The ginger stared at the telepath, I don't know who I'm gonna be more afraid as this goes one...you...or him.
Charles chucked on that, Oh I think you know that answer to that, my friend.
Please don't kill us all.
Down in the yard Janos was still puzzled over the fact the boy(Hank was his name right?...Or at least he thought.) was carrying around a fire extinguisher. He would ask the girls if that was anything to worry about - but then again, if only he could. Sometimes Janos really wished he was able to speak. Instead of sulking, Riptide left to go find Azazel.
While he left on the opposite side of the yard, Alex was pouting in Hank's direction after the fire was out.
"It's not like I do it on purpose you know?" He huffed pacing back and forth. "Nor am I like - Hey Sean I think you should fly into that window and hurt yourself!
"But you guys are always like 'Alex why did you do thattt' or 'Alexxxx you know better'," he said in a high pitch imitating tone. "But, I don't do anything at all!
"Not on purpose, that is."
Havok stomped around ranting and raving, which was normal, while Beast completely ignored what he was going on about, which was also normal. Alex tended to over defending of himself - for everything. It probably had something to do with the constant changing foster homes and the solitary confinement after that. Finally after a few minutes he stopped and sighed.
"So uh... you're going back to your lab right? I should like, go check on Sean... or something."
He paused, "You're still a bozo by the way."
"Not like you didn't know that." Alex added, "Because everyone knows you're a bozo."
Havok also had the need to redeem himself with the rude remarks, mostly aimed at Beast, after said rants. Not that he really meant any of it.
"Well, I'm heading to the lab to do my 'bozo' thing. And yes, you should probably go see Sean. And try not to set anything else on fire while you're up there." Hank walked off to his lab to go restack his papers and get to work on cerbero.
Upstairs, Erik smiled slightly at how Sean tried to give him an I'm-so-innocent-I-would-never-hurt-a-fly look.
"Hello," Erik picked up some bandages and helped Charles hold Sean steady and wrap the bandages on.
"Stop squirming, it'll go faster if you sit still." He said to Sean. Hank was right, Charles seemed rather irritated. "So what exactly happened? I gather from Hank's fire extinguisher Alex was involved and something caught on fire."
"Well, you see," Sean started. "I might of screamed right by Alex's ear, because I was falling and needed to go back up. But it's not my fault he was standing there, and he kind of got a little mad and just started throwing fire everywhere randomly. So I was dodging one of them and accidentally flew through the window while he set all the stuff on fire!"
Charles snorted, "Because I'm sure Alex planned all this."
"Yeah, I know, right?" he said, not noticing the other's sarcasm.
Alex ran into the room not much later, "Oh wow, Banshee, you look like shit!"
"Nice to see your beautiful face, too. Havok."
He grinned, "Yeah, yeah, I know you're jealous, maybe I can give you some tips."
"Oh shut the fuck up, Alex!" Sean growled.
Charles twitched, "Will both of you be quiet?"
He shoved the rest of the bandages into Erik's hands, "They're all yours- I'm going to check how much damage has been done to my yard this time."
Havok quickly moved aside as Charles was out the door before anyone could reply.
"Well... isn't it national bitchy day," Alex muttered under his breath. "Look Sean- You had it coming, but I'll be the good man here and say- Sorry."
"Whatever, dude." he replied.
"Alex, don't talk about your mother that way." Erik said, smiling and finishing the bandages on Sean.
"He's just in a bad mood, but you two should probably tone it down a little so nothing else gets broken. A temporary truce. When he's around, anyways. Feel free to fight all you want when his attention is elsewhere. Now, both of you go find some duct tape, I think that's how you're supposed to get glass off the floor." They were going to need some kind of plastic covering to replace the window until they could get a new one, too…
Havok snorted, "Well I was mostly talking about Sean- Dad."
"Duck tape sounds... fun," Sean said dryly and then smirked. "Bet you I can find it first~!"
He dashed out the door before Alex had the time to comprehend what he just said.
"Oh, the fuck you don't!" Alex screamed after him.
Erik's words on 'toning it down' seemed to go in one ear and out the other. Listening to the boys' conversation about duct tape Erik regretted not simply going and getting it himself. Asking those two to get it was not a wise idea. At all. Regardless, it was done, and he could only pray that they didn't destroy anything else while racing to get it first.
Meanwhile, Charles was getting sick of walking up and down stairs by the time he reached his outside destination. This was the last time he was checking up on everything. After all this, laying down and reading sounded really appealing. If everyone was really that persistent about killing each other, then they could, because Charles didn't care at the moment. He looked at the burnt area and sighed. It was mostly just a few damaged bushes and the shattered window- But still. Running his hand through his hair, Charles turned around and looked for the rest of the group.
Darwin and Azazel seemed to have quit for the moment, sitting on the grass. Janos remained standing, next to a sitting Azazel, and stared intently up at the clouds. When he noticed Charles he immediately attacked the telepathic with his thoughts.
Is everything alright? Erik left suddenly after Beast came with a fire extinguisher and Azazel said you left in a hurry before.
He sighed, Everything is fine, Riptide- Just some minor damage, nothing that can't be fixed. The kids were being... Well, kids.
After that, he seemed content with the answer and returned back to staring at the sky. Charles checked on the girls and nodded at them before making his way back inside. He walked back up the stairs and went right into the library. Making sure the door was completely shut, he grabbed his book and hoped on the couch.
I'm pretty much done for today, have fun Erik. He sent bitterly and immediately felt bad. Sorry... Don't mean to drop the kids on you- I'm just tired.
Don't worry about it. I'll handle Sean and Alex, you just relax. Let me know if you need anything, Erik shot back.
Erik went through a closet just outside the room and found some bug netting that he figured would work as a window covering. He couldn't really get to the window without stepping on shards of glass, so he plopped down in a chair and thought while he waited.
Charles was stressed, probably a result of the pregnancy. He was going to have to find ways to keep calm. Relaxing bubble bath? Foot massage? He would have to see what Charles thought about that. Maybe just taking care of the kids and letting him do his own thing would do the trick, though. Hopefully he'll be able to keep Charles happy throughout this entire ordeal.
Charles lost count of how many books he's read and reread. Some of it was for enjoyment but mostly he tried to find all this genetics books. He felt like he was studying for collages exams all over again- Not that he minded. If you didn't enjoy the subject why would you go into to it? But really he just wanted some justification for this whole... Pregnancy ordeal. There wasn't much he could find though, and Charles figured that would be in more of the medical department. It wasn't until he set the old text book down that telepath noticed the only thing keeping the room lit was the table lamp. Charles turned his head to look at the library windows and the sun seemed to have vanished long ago. He groaned and laid back down on the couch.
Erik. What time is it?
Dinnertime. Raven's making spaghetti. I'll bring yours up to the library, but if you feel up to it you can come down and join us. Just be warned that Sean and Alex haven't let up all day.
Erik's thought was punctuated by a crash coming from the living room. Hopefully it wasn't something that would take a long time to clean up. The window was bad enough.
Charles heard the crash from his thoughts, You better just stick with bringing it upstairs.
I think we need to get some kind of hamster wheel for the boys, he mentally sighed at Erik.
I think that's an idea worth looking into it. Erik thought.
Alex backed away from the lamp an ran into the kitchen holding his hands up, "I had nothing to do with it!"
"Yes, you did!" Sean screamed back at him. "You pushed me into it!"
Alex snorted, "No, you fell into it yourself, you klutz!"
"Liar!"
They began screaming back and forth, almost running over Riptide, who glared as they passed into the kitchen. Azazel separated them at opposite ends of the table again.
Raven turned around, brandishing the spoon she was stirring the spaghetti with. "Both of you, knock it off! Now go back in there and pick up whatever mess you just made. Neither of you get to eat until it's cleaned up, understand?" She whirled back around and drained the pot, putting the spaghetti on a plate.
The boys looked at each other and groaned.
"Your mess, you do it." Alex crossed his arms at Sean.
He scoffed, "No, you do it!"
"You!"
"No, you!" Sean sent back.
Riptide rolled his eyes and turned to Azazel who snarled, "I'll give you five seconds to get out there before you're dangled fifty feet above the mansion in the air."
They made it in three.
"I'm going to bring Charles his food." Erik announced. He fixed two plates and then left for the library.
"Someone order room service?" Erik called out.
Charles lifted his head up and grinned at the other man, "Hello, Erik."
"I don't know," he blinked innocently. "What kind of room service would this be?"
He laughed to himself and sat up, making room for Erik to sit down. Charles smiled taking the plate from him and pulled his legs on the couch to sit Indian style.
Erik raised an eyebrow and smirked at the comment. He hadn't meant it in that way, but… "Whatever kind of room service you'd like. And I thought you said that talking about that kind of thing 'isn't decent'. Only Charles is allowed to make sex jokes?" He teased, sitting down next to Charles.
He kicked half-heartily in Erik's general direction, "That was around the children! If it's alone I really don't care what you say."
"I just don't want to encourage them into any... Habits," Charles said, twirling the spaghetti. "Alex is terrible enough without running around throwing sexual innuendos and jokes at everyone. Lord knows if he kept it up Sean would stop being embarrassed by it and join him too."
He huffed and began eating, Besides I would like to keep that you myself, if you get what I mean.
"How did the rest of the day go," Charles asked, and looked around the room. "I seemed to stay in here a lot longer than I intended. I probably made a terrible example for the children, always telling them not to stay cooped up and I do it myself."
He looked at his food, "Speaking of being cooped up, did Hank at least leave the lab once or twice?"
"The day… Had its ups and downs. Controlling Sean and Alex was a hassle, but I suppose that goes without saying. Everyone else behaved for the most part. We had lunch then trained for most of the day.
"And other than to put out that bush fire, Hank didn't emerge from his burrow. He did come up for dinner though, which is good. We should probably do something to get him out a little more. Socialize with the other mutants. And Alex already does throw around sexual innuendos, dear. It's a bit too late for that." Erik chuckled. "Regardless, I'll tone it down for their 'innocent' ears." He rolled the spaghetti up on his fork and took a bite. "So how was your day? Spending some time with Mr. Holmes and Dr. Watson I see." He gestured toward the Sherlock Holmes book on the floor.
"Well Sean and Alex's behavior has become expected, which we should probably fix that. It's not a good thing when you expect the worst from your children," Charles sighed. "And yes, Hank really does need to get out of that lab more. I understand cerebro is important and so are his other experiments, but becoming withdrawn is not worth it. Besides... I'm not sure we could use cerebro right now. We really need an expert on... This."
He frowned to himself, knowing unless a high skilled mutant doctor magically appeared- Erik would not be happy accepting help from anyone else.
Charles continued with a huff, "And yes, the children are innocent Erik! I know you see them more as a adults than I do, but there is no reason to encourage any of that behavior!"
"My day?" he looked where Erik gestured. "Oh... It was fine, quiet for once. I didn't just read willy-nilly. I reread some of my old collage and high school books on genetics on such. I would like to see the point to my... Second 'mutation'- If it was by random chance. Or if somehow nature seems to think we're to the point where males need to reproduce the same way females do."
Charles paused and sat his hand on his stomach, "I'm on my tenth week, by the way. If you wanted to know that is- I don't know if you did."
"Not that I know every detail of pregnancies I'm just going off from when Hank and I found out and adding weeks," he continued to ramble off, nervous all of a sudden.
"Alex and Sean are being boys, they're fine. The destruction is just magnified because of their powers, it's not that bad. I agree we need to drag Hank out more. Social interaction would be good for him. I think you should teach him that 'mutant pickup speech' Raven was telling me about. It sounds like a good one." Erik teased. "And the kids are nowhere near pure as you make them out to be, trust me. They are not children, they are teenagers. It is not in their nature to be innocent. And it's… Certainly an interesting mutation. What is nature thinking, indeed. Where is it even going to come out of?" Erik mused. "How long do pregnancies last, anyways, about a year? I really… know nothing about this."
Charles pouted, "I thought my 'pickup speech' was quite groovy, thank you! It worked plenty of times."
"I'll probably have to have a c-section, unless my body decides otherwise. There is no... Passage. Or at least one I'm aware of." he said, looking down. "They last about nine months... Or thirty-three to thirty-six weeks, both are the same things. From what I've noticed people go by weeks and trimesters."
He sighed, "I'll be in the second trimester in three weeks."
Three weeks.
Charles shivered at the thought, he really didn't even have time to think about the pregnancy till now - and the first part of it was almost gone. He looked at his meal and sat it on the table. Most of it was gone anyways.
Erik nodded, putting his plate on top of Charles'. He was pretty much done with it.
"Already the second one… It seems like it went by so fast. I've haven't known most of the time, but still, that's insane. We're both going to be fathers, Charles."
"Yes, yes we are," he said quietly watching Erik
Erik closed his eyes. Questions were racing through his head, would it be a girl or boy, what kind of powers would they have. Mind powers like Charles or metal powers like himself? Or something entirely new? What would they be like? Then one popped up that Charles could actually answer for him.
When are you going to start gaining weight? Erik projected, opening his eyes to look at Charles' stomach.
Charles smiled, Well... I already have really, but there should be a visible difference pretty soon. Maybe this week or the next. It varies from person to person, so I can't give an exact answer.
"Well," he smoothed a yawn and looked at Erik sheepishly. "I hope you don't mind if we skip chess tonight. I think I'll be asleep in an hour or less. I don't know why I have to be so tired, I barley did anything today."
Charles gave a frustrated sigh and shrugged his shoulders, "Unless you count chasing the boys."
"Speaking of the boys- I hope they've settle down at least. It's too late for them to be running around like crazy at this hour."
"That's fine. I can beat you at chess tomorrow." Erik smirked. "Don't worry about the boys, they're bound to run out of steam eventually. Even they have to sleep." Knowing them, they probably wouldn't get to bed until after midnight, but still. "And being tired is natural, keeping track of the boys is tiring work."
Erik was slightly disappointed that Charles wanted to turn in so soon, and slightly relived. To his surprise, he found that he was actually quite tired himself. He was used to having Charles to help him run things and keep the kids in line. But he had wanted to give Charles a break, he did deserve it. Erik leaned in and kissed Charles. Pulling back after a moment, he grinned.
"You had some sauce on your lips."
AN: Please review and remember, next chapter will be a skip-able one if you don't want to read our first time writing a sex scene.