Mutants of the mansion
Chapter 6
Oh man, I feel really bad about that last chapter. There will be no racism here. None. Never.
(Jubilee)
This is really scary. Why am I floating?
"Guys, I'm serious. Please get me down." I whined, trying to reach the wooden floor I was staring at.
"This is news to me." Angel claimed, kneeling next to me and waving a hand under me. "I always thought all of your powers awakened at once?"
"Should we call somebody? Like Jean?"
"What's Jean gonna do, Rogue? Most likely lecture us on how we should've kept an eye on 'er." I continued to try and reach the ground as the three adults argued. Alright Jubilee, just relax... I landed with a small 'oof', still not catching the attention of the adults. I stood up and brushed myself off, ruffling my hair into the usual mess. Instead of disturbing them, I walked over to my stuff and put it back on. I've had enough of this gym. With my glasses on my forehead, I walked out of the double doors and wandered aimlessly. Hat shop! When I walked in, I instantly got the stares from the guy behind the counter.
"Good day today?" I grinned, trying to make small talk while I walked around.
"Not really. Some guy in blue body paint and his ripped friend decided to have a fight. I swear that the two of them were mutants the way they fought..." I froze there. "But what can you do about it? Mutants are everywhere. As long as they don't cause a problem, they're fine with me."
"That's good thinking mister." I smiled, walking over to a rack of cowboy hats that caught my eye. "What do you think?" Putting one on my head and sliding my shades over my eyes, I turned to the bored employee.
"That one doesn't really suit you." The black one was removed from my head, and a light brown one was put there instead. "Don't want people thinking your hair is a strange shape." I spent an hour there, and ended up with the cowboy hat, a red baseball cap and a few packs of gum. I didn't bother wearing either of them in case somebody decided to pull one off my head.
"Are you enjoying yourself, Jubilation?" I looked to my left and saw Storm walking over with a smile.
"As much as I can with some guys being racist." I sighed, following her when she said I could.
"I think I have had the same problem." I'm glad there are a few other places where you can get drinks around here. "Would you like something, Jubilee?" I guess tagging along with Storm has advantages.
"Can I have a chocolate milkshake? Please?" I added when I got a stern look from her.
"We haven't really talked much recently." Was the first thing she said when we sat down. "How are you coping with...this?" Her hand lightly brushed the gauze on the side of my head.
"I've accepted it. Even though I want to see out of both eyes again, I'll live." From the look on her face, I guess she wasn't expecting that answer.
"I'm sure that we can find a way to get it healed up, Jubilee."
"Yeah, Petit. I'm sure that we can get you fixed up, non?" Gambit walked up behind us, ruffling my hair as I drink some of the chocolate milk I had in front of me.
"Why, do you know of such a thing, Remy?" Storm questioned when he turned a chair around and straddled it so he could lean on the back.
"Perhaps I do, an' perhaps I don't. I is the only on who knows where it is, Mon amie." He grinned, taking a sip when I offered my milkshake. "I prefer to be a man of secrecy, Ororo."
"Secrecy as in tellin' all your secrets in your sleep, Sugah?" Tingles went around my head as Rogue leaned on me. "Ya told me quite a few when ya fell asleep on the couch." He went slightly pale.
"Feel free to join us, Rogue. Everybody else is." Storm added with slight annoyance. I just shrugged as she sat down. She was either ignoring the floating thing or forgot about it. I didn't notice two of the racist guys walking towards us. I only noticed when my drink was taken from my hands and poured onto my head. Rogue and Remy were instantly up with fists raised. Storm looked pretty calm, and I was trying to get ice cream out of my eye.
"What, are you the Chink's mighty protectors or something?" One of them sneered, grabbing the bandages at the back of my head. I had no time to react as the gauze was ripped off my face and the damage revealed. I don't think I've heard an entire shop go silent before. Everybody is just staring at me. In either sympathy or fear. I just hit my head against the table and covered my head with the collar on my coat.
(Rogue)
The moment she put her head down was when I snapped. Remy grabbed one of the teens and I got the other.
"Rogue! Gambit! Stop! We do not want to hurt anybody!" Storm's voice sounded clearly through the whole place, stopping the both of us in our tracks. "Just because they hurt Jubilee does not mean we have to hurt them back."
"No, I can do that." A large, burly man stood up and grabbed both of them by the collars when we put them down. "Both of you are disgraces! I'm embarrassed to be even seen with you!" I couldn't help but smile when they were both being yelled at. "Grounded. Four months. Home. Now."
"Jubilee?" I nudged her, but she didn't respond. "Jubilee, are you okay?"
"Petit is probably jus' upset." Gambit frowned, trying to pick some ice cream out of her hair. "Let's get 'er home before sometin else happens, non?" Storm agreed, picked her bag up and instantly went for her phone. It was obvious that the teen wasn't going to move so I picked her up like one of the younger kids at the school. Remy picked up the bag she had at her feet, looking at it suspiciously. "I like the hats, Petit." Still no response.
"It's alright Sweet Pea, They ain't there anymore." Still nothing. The three of us reached my car, and Storm went out of her usual character and yelled: 'Shotgun!' before jumping into the passenger seat. "Looks like you're sittin' with her Remy." I smiled when the Cajun got in.
"Dat be no problem for me." He smiled, putting an arm around her younger girl when I put her on the seat. She instantly grabbed his coat and sat as close as possible. "It's alright, Cheré. Gambit won' let anybody hurt you." I rolled my eyes at him as he patted her on the back, still trying to remove the milkshake from her hair. It was a quiet drive back to the mansion. I could barely concentrate on the road whilst she was curled up, apparently trying to shut the world out. Storm was just tapping away at her com and Remy was just whispering things to Jubilee, who was still unreactive.
"It appears that we have a catatonic teenager." Storm smiled, leaning into the back seat and shaking her by the shoulder. "Now what?"
"I got her." I smiled, picking her up like a cat this time. She was acting like one.
"I got some stuff to do, I will see you later, Cheré 1, 2 and Petit." I rolled my eyes at him as he walked off, lighting a smoke. Storm ran in front of me as I began walking to the house. Possibly because If I reached the door first, I would have kicked it open.
"Ah'm just gonna take her upstairs, Storm." All I received in return was a nod. The woman of few words. "You're gonna need to co-operate with me here, Jubes. Either you can take a shower, or I'll wash your hair in the sink." Still no response. "Sink it is."
"Rogue?" I had just finished washing my friend's hair and was drying it when she spoke up for the first time in a while.
"What's up, Sweet pea?" I smiled, putting the towel around her neck and sitting on the bed with her.
"Do I really look that bad?"
"That's an easy question ta answer." She looked hurt. "Even tho ya got dealt a bad hand, ya can't let it slow ya down." It was kinda bad to look at. "Ya should only take the advice of people yo care about. The people back there didn't know ya."
"So, I shouldn't take their opinions?"
"Exactly!" I smiled, tapping her on the nose. "I'll leave you alone for now, Jubes." As I got up, I felt two thin arms wrap themselves around my waist and a slightly wet head press into my back.
"Thanks Rogue."
"Anytime." I flashed her another smile as I walked out of her room and shut the door behind me. The last thing I heard from Jubilee for the rest of the day was the quiet 'Crap.' that sounded before she flopped onto her bed.