I DO NOT OWN
"Call him. Call him. Call him." Scott, Jubilee, Cole, and Nikko all chanted. Peter looked at the phone receiver, tore between doing as his friends said to do and his fear of how Erik would reacted. Alex watched from beside his brother, looking partly annoyed partly amused.
Jean, Strom and Kurt walked with various expressions ranging from annoyance to curiosity. "What's going on?"
"We're trying to convince Peter to call Erik and tell him that he's his dad." Jubilee said.
"I-I don't think I should, he left for a reason."
Kurt frowned, "How can he be your father and not know it?"
Alex blinked, the full meaning what they were saying hitting him. "Erik has a kid?!"
"He's had three." Peter muttered. "Me, my twin sister, and Nina. He didn't know that my mom was pregnant when he left. I only learned about Nina on the plane ride home."
Everyone who had hear the story was quite, and it was enough to clue those who hadn't that something bad had happened.
"Any way, I think maybe he needs some more time to cope."
At that moment Miranda and Lynn walked in, sparing everyone from any more painful subjects. "Xavier vetoed the TK walking theory, said the knowing he couldn't walk had something to do with it."
"I suggested we try hypnosis or amnesia, but didn't seem too happy about it. Can't imagine why." •
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"We are not ordering Pizza." (Raven)
"But Kurt has never had it! It a matter of national pride!" (Scott)
"Last time you said that the school blew up." (jean)
"I would like to try zis pizza." (Kurt)
"We have food here though!" (Jean)
"You fought a war and went for 36 hours straight, you need healthy food!" (beast)
"Pizza sounds great, let's go." (Alex)
"Sit down! We're not going to the shop, we're ordering it." (Scott)
"Scotty it doesn't work if we don't go" (Alex)
"You're on soft food. You can't eat it anyway!" (beast)
"Stop being a killjoy Bozo.". (Alex)
"Why don't we make homemade pizza?" (Jubilee)
"The dough would take too long." (Peter)
'QUITE' everyone froze as Xavier wheeled into the room. "What happened?"
"We had a dinner disagreement." Raven said as if it was the most obvious thing.
The bald telepath rubbed his temple. "We're just going to eat here tonight, we'll have pizza on Saturday." The tone of his voice, along with how exhausted he looked sent most of the teens to the kitchen quietly. Moments later, Miranda and Lynn entered carrying large bags from Chick-Fil-A. Raven nodded at them, and the hands her a bag.
"Here's your sandwich, and the professor's wrap. We also got Hank a sandwich and Alex and Warren shakes."
Raven took the bags. " I'll put them in the teachers lounge. You can take the shakes to the boys, though I wouldn't just walk in there with your take out if I were you."
"Are our brother in there?" Miranda asked, glancing towards the kitchen.
"No, they're in their room. You have permission eat up there tonight." Xavier grabbed his warp from the bag. The girls nodded, handing the teacher the shakes and the left to find their brothers.
Raven nodded to her brother and hurried to put the food in the lounge.
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The W children sat in a semi circle in a common area near the boy's room, food spread in front of them. "I heard you got snarky with Warren." Nikko took a sip of his chicken soup.
"Well, yea. I mean, in the last 24-hour I bought two people who were almost dead back to life, fixed the Prof's tree, healed Peter's leg..." Cole cut her off.
"You didn't heal Peter's leg completely, only partly."
"I heal most of Peter's leg, along all of their bruises. I think I had the right to snap, just a little."
The others considered it. She had a point, straining their power always made any of them snippy. "Anyway," said Miranda, "Now that we're the only one's here, what about a trip to the future."
Nikko groaned, "I took you all yesterday."
"Nikko how often do you have the ability to take us time traveling!" Lynn said, Cole nodded in agreement.
"Yea, this is one of your coolest power yet." A knock at the door silence them. They tucked the food into the bags and hiding then behind their backs. "Come in"
Alex and Warren were at the door, the latter looking very uncomfortable. "We just wanted to say thanks for the shakes." Alex said cheerfully.
"It was good, thank you." The blonde boy muttered, his words slightly difficult to understand. The teens let out a breath they didn't know they were holding. "No problem."
"It's nothing."
"Glad you liked it."
"You both might want to monitor how much sugar you're eating for a couple of weeks. I don't want either of you in my clinic because you've stuff yourself full of thing your barely-functioning organs can't handle."
They all turned to Lynn, "Dang, healing that many people did do something to you." Cole said, looking shocked.
Lynn and Cole had always been close as children and he'd never seen her so cynical. "Umm, sorry." The girl looked at her feet, looking embarrassed.
A moment of awkward silence, then "Well, night you guys." Alex stepped out and dragged Warren with him.
The W teens returned to their food, making small chat.
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The next day started off with Nikko dangling from the chandelier in the living room. "Help!" Peter, who had decided that sitting on the couch doing nothing qualified as helping, gave a low whistle. "How'd you get up there?"
"Um power change. I was coming down stairs when I sunk through the floor." Kurt bamfed into the room and faced up at Nikko, "Oh, you must be Nikko, the professor wanted me to get you down."
"Great." Nikko grinned as the blue boy teleported him down, then he walked to the kitchen calling over his shoulder "You'd better get some breakfast before you're stuck with energy bars." The other boys looked at each other and promptly used their gifts to appear in the kitchen.
A.N. the names in ( ) are who said them