Mutants of the mansion
Chapter 5
(Jubilee)
"Alright people, we need to figure out what's happening with transportation." I watched Scott wander around the small crowd that had gathered outside the school. All of the students had gone somewhere else for the holidays, leaving me with all the adults. That's why I was sat away from everybody. The mutual agreement was that we all go shopping. I had to sit on one of the flat stones since the ground was still wet from last nights rain. I sat and picked pieces of grass from the ground and piled them up for no reason. I watched people talk between themselves until they reached an agreement. Everybody went to their respective cars, and Wolverine walked over to me.
"Well kid, wanna come 'n a motorbike ride?"
"I thought you'd never ask." I grinned. I still had the gauze on, but I dressed in my usual clothes. Blue boots and gloves, yellow trench coat, pink shirt, blue shorts and pink shades. Gumbo kept making jokes about how I needed a monocle. He made me sit in front of him, as usual.
"Think we can beat 'em?" He grinned, revving the engine.
"I totally believe we can, Wolvie." I tapped my glasses over my face and gripped the lower part of the handlebars. As the both of us left the grounds, I forget why I ever didn't want to ride with Wolvie. I loved the sense of danger that came with a motorbike. Also the slight annoyance he got with my hair getting ruffled by the wind. I guess that's one of the reasons he likes it when I keep my hair short.
"Give the ladies a nice wave." I looked left and noticed that we were next to Rogue's car.
"Logan, that's dangerous."
"'Sonly dangerous if you don' know what you're doin', Ororo." I grinned up at him, then waved at the 5 of them. Rogue was driving, since it was her car, Storm was in shotgun, then Psylocke, Jean and Bobby. I guess the other cars didn't have enough room.
"Does that mean Bobby is a lady too, Wolvie?"
"I am not!" I just smiled, waved again and gripped the handlebars of the bike when the driver sped off. I enjoyed the shocked faces of the drivers when they saw us. Neither of us ever wore helmets. Storm used to make me but got tired of it when I started putting them on her while she was sleeping. We slowed to a halt when a red traffic light came up. I was watching the cars pass to notice the ones stopped next to us.
"Logan, that's dangerous." We both turned to Scott's car this time.
"That's what Storm said." I told him, earning a high-five from Wolvie. "Scott is a lady, too!" He sighed and drummed on he steering wheel. His car held himself, Colossus, Kurt, Gambit and Angel. I guess Beast and Prof X decided to stay behind, as usual.
"I'm serious, Wolverine. Motorcycles are meant for one person. Not two."
"Then maybe I should giv' 'er one of my old ones?" I looked up at him, and saw he was serious. Also smug. "Whoops! Green light, gotta go!" He grinned when Scott was about to yell at him. Better make sure though.
"Are you tellin' the truth, Wolvie?"
"Hold the handlebars, kid. And yeah, why not? Anythin' to bother Scotty. And I think you'd look pretty cool."
"I don't think Storm or Jean would like the idea either." We both got the stares as Wolvie pulled into the mall parking lot. I didn't really care. "Are you gonna get picked on now?"
"Nah. You're 14. I think that's a good age t'learn." The legal age is 16 I think, but oh well. It does sound awesome. As if on cue, both cars pulled onto the concrete floor and parked up. As soon as Scott was out, he let rip. I don't really like the words that he uses.
"Scott! Don't swear like that!" Jean called, running over and covering his mouth. "I don't really care who started it! You both stop right now!" I doubt either of them would try to defy Jean. And I was right. I pushed my glasses up to my forehead so I could see the world in colours except pink.
"Come on." Rogue grabbed my hand and tugged slightly. I was eager to go. Saves me from Scott's nagging. "What exactly did Logan say t' make 'im yell like that?"
"Well, Cy said it was dangerous for the two of us to be on one motorcycle, so Wolvie said he'd teach me to ride on my own. Which I don't think anybody would agree to since I'm not even allowed scissors."
"You're not allowed 'em because last time ya made a mess." I looked back in my mind to the incident where I was trying to make a snowflake decoration for my room, but ended up cutting the top part of my finger off. It was reattached, and I still have the red snowflake hanging in my room.
"No sympathy for me?"
"It was your own fault, Sweet Pea."
"I wasn't trying to cut myself. Hayseed distracted me." She just shrugged and walked inside with me following closely.
"You can tag along if ya want, Jubes. Or you can go wanderin' by yourself."
"Fair enough. I'll go see if I can get some gum." I smiled, wandering towards the large crowd.
"Try not to get into too much trouble!" I gave her a small wave an continued to push my way through the crowd. I sure hope This isn't a mall where I caused too much trouble. I caused trouble in a lot of them. This place was pretty darn huge. Better make myself scarce in case one of the adults tries to find me. I stopped and leaned against a wall to catch my breath. Unfortunately, It was right outside a café. I was instantly spotted by a group of boys. Maybe the yellow coat wasn't such a good idea after all. I tried to ignore them as they pointed and started making comments between themselves. Unfortunately, they were on my right so I could see them clearly.
"Hey! Chink!" I tried not to react to that. I've heard all of them before. I could tell that they were getting glared at. I rubbed my eye out of annoyance and sighed. When I looked up again, I was surrounded. "What are you doing around here? You Koreans don't belong in this country."
"Actually, I'm Chinese-American." I drawled, trying to keep my cool.
"Oh, really? Maybe we can see things from your view." I regret not sticking with Rogue. I felt myself getting angry as the 6 of them pulled their eyes closed. "I can definitely see that you don't belong here." 6 against one.
"What are you hiding under that bandage, Gook?" I really want to paff them. But Wolvie told me to only use my powers in a crisis. I pressed my fingers to my temples and tried to calm myself down.
"Is the Chink getting angry?" The biggest guy grinned, then began poking me in the shoulder. "Hey Pancake face, You listening?" Don't call them anything. Don't stoop to their level. "Slaaaaaant-eye."
"How many names is that?" I groaned. "That's like four. I didn't even know there was four."
"I could also call you a Slope." Five. I've had enough of this. I turned to leave, only to be shoved back into the wall by my shoulder. "Where do you think you're going?"
"To find somebody." I saw his hand clench into a fist.
"You're not going anywhere, Chink."
"Dude, you're not supposed to hit a girl."
"That only works for American girls." I watched him raise his fist calmly, then ducked the second it was about to connect with my face. In my squat, I kicked him really hard in the nuts, then sprinted back into the crowd. "Fucking Zipperhead! I'll kill you!" Six. I couldn't help but smile as I ran. I'm surprised people remember all those names. A few of them are back in the second world war. I slid behind a couple of double doors and closed them silently. A few moments later, six pairs of feet thundered past, the boys yelling racist comments. It's pretty dark in here... Fumbling for a lightswitch, I clicked it when I found it, illuminating a large hall. Filled with Gymnastics equipment. Oh this is going to be fun.
(Rogue)
"Hey Rogue, have you seen Jubilee anywhere?" I looked up at Warren, still stirring sugar into my coffee.
"Not since we got here." I replied, picking the cup up and taking a sip. "Ah take it that She's missin'"
"Yeah. Wolverine got worried and asked me to help look for her. Just checked here and the guy told me some other teenagers were being racist to her." I gripped the cup so hard it shattered in my hand. "Then she kicked one of them in the crotch and ran." I smiled at that. Warren reached behind him and scratched one of his concealed wings.
"Ahm gonna help ya, don't you worry, sugah. Knowing Jubilee it won't be long before she gets inta trouble." I stood up and wiped my hands dry on my legs. I'm glad I decided to wear dark trousers today.
"You search that half, and I'll search this half?" I nodded and walked away from the small café. Then I heard a lot of shouting from the old gym nobody used any more. I think I can guess what's happening.
"You got a lot of nerve, Chink!"
"And you've got a lot of stupidity!" As expected. With a smile, I opened the door and saw a group of 6 boys standing on the edge of the exercise area. "Come on, do you really think I'll come down there, outnumbered?" Looking up, I saw Jubilee hanging upside-down on one of those bars that hand from the ceiling. This is a really big place.
"That's because you're a coward, Chink!"
"Nope, just smart." Only in her shorts and t-shirt. And her stuff is under a bench. "If you're so confident, why don't you come up here and get me?"
"Rogue to Angel, I found her." I chimed in, pressing the button on my belt. That got everybody's attention.
"We got a hottie in here!" One of them yelled, followed by various whistles.
"Hey Rogue!" Jubilee called, waving so hard she almost fell off her perch. "Can I use my paffs yet? They're being racist." I shrugged and walked towards them.
"You aint friends with the Chink are ya, babe?" Should I let them touch me or shouldn't I...
"Just wait, they have 6 names for me now." I smiled up at my friend, then noticed the high platform and began to climb the ladder. "Do you know how to do this, Rogue?"
"Ah was jus' wonderin' how you learnt, Sweet Pea."
"Didn't I tell you I was accepted into the Olympics once?" That earned atleast 6 bad comments from the small crowd gathered below. "Oh, here comes trouble." Jubilee grinned, pulling herself into a sitting position.
"Why, you gonna fall and do us all a favour?" Maybe I should ask Hank to build a machine to see what people will be like in the future. Then we can wipe out these punks before they grow.
"Why don't you three do us a favour and clear out?" The two of us watched Wolverine from the highest point in the gym.
"What are you gonna do about it, old man?"
"That's not a good idea."
"Shut up, Squint!" The Snikt was the sign to get the hell out of there. It's a shame that Warren decided to block the exit.
"How about I slice ya inta little pieces and feed ya to the wolves?" The biggest offender was grabbed by the back of his shirt while the others escaped. "Not so big and tough now, are ya?"
"Yeah! You go Wolvie!" Jubilee yelled, waving her arms around. Then she waved a little too enthusiastically and fell off, narrowly missing the grab for the bar.
"Jubilee!" I yelled, diving down to grab her. Warren had the same idea, since we crashed together and landed in a heap.
"Fuckin' hell..." Logan gasped, dropping something that ran away as fast as possible. I pushed Warren off me and looked at what he was looking at. Jubilee was floating a few feet off the ground, belly down and looking really scared.
"Could somebody help me down?"
Oh my goshhhhh I felt so racist DX I do not mean to offend anybody with anything I said in this chapter, I was merely trying to add some mean people in here. Again, I'm sorry if I offended you.