Mutants of the mansion
chapter 9
This is me in a catatonic state, imagining all the cute scenes I might write.
(Jubilee)
Where was the jingling sound coming from? I grunted and turned over, covering my head with my pillow. I guess Rogue left sometime in the night. When the sound came closer to my head again, I grabbed it and hid my hand under my sheets. That chuckle was enough.
"Mhmm...Jean? The heck?" I pouted, sitting up and rubbing my eye. "Whatsa big deal?"
"Well, the professor took everybody on a mission about an hour ago, and I got bored so I decided to wake you up." It's 10:43. "Can I have my keys back?"
"And they didn't bother to take either of us?" She shrugged and sat down. She accepted her keys with a smile. "Sounds kinda sucky. I haven't been on a mission in ages."
"That's because of...this." People are always nervous about referring to the bandages on my face. "How about I make you some pancakes?"
"If Emma asked that, we'd all be running from the house." Jean smiled.
"Happy birthday." Then she ruffled my hair then left the room so I could get dressed. I don't know why having my hair ruffled feels so nice. I dressed myself in dark blue jeans, a black t-shirt that was like, 3 sizes too big for me and left the shoes and gloves out. After 5 minutes of determined searching, I retrieved my shades from behind my bedside table and padded downstairs towards the kitchen. I ignored the closed door and followed the scent of pancakes.
"Definitely better than Emma. The kitchen would have exploded by now." Jean smiled again and continued with what she was doing. It felt nice to just have a normal chat with somebody. I was tempted to bring up what they were all talking about yesterday, but it might annoy her since they all seemed to try and not explain it to me. "Hey, what's with the closed door down the hall?"
"Oh yeah. We were going to surprise you later, but I guess you can go in. We agreed that you could." I looked at her curiously, then jumped out of my chair and ran for the room. What can lie beyond this door? It could be a prank. With a gulp, I twisted the doorknob and let the door slide open. I didn't expect what I saw. Balloons littered the floor, in various blues, pinks and greens. Colourfully wrapped presents were piled into one corner and a banner hung over the room, with the words 'Happy 16th, Jubilee!' written across it.
"Is this for real?!" I couldn't suppress a squeal of joy as I dove straight into a pile of balloons.
"I imagine that the day would have been different if the team didn't have to leave. Anyway, I have some calls to make. Will you be all right by yourself?" I nodded. "Try not to make too much of a mess." Jean gave me a little wave and walked down the hall. I didn't really give it much thought when I picked up one of the boxes and started unwrapping it. It took me a few hours, mostly because I stopped constantly to play with what I got. I can't even think straight right now! Bobby got me a box full of water balloons, Storm got me a new coat, Rogue got me a laptop -I'll have to stop pranking her for that-, Jean and Scott must have thought I was too old for toys and got me some books. I'm not complaining at all. They're all graphic novels. I guess Kurt and Colossus had the same idea since they both got me an RC car. Also, Angel gave me some money. These guys are all getting hugged when they get back.
"Let's see what chaos we can cause with all this..."
-Break-
The house was quiet. The only sound that travelled around the empty halls was the faint sound of a page being turned. Jean sat in the rec room with a book held in front of her face. The title read:'Pride and Prejudice. And Zombies.' Her eyes stopped scanning the words at the end of the 6th chapter when she realised something. It was quiet. Jubilee hadn't been seen or heard in the past hour. With a sigh, the book was closed, and the owner was stood an walking into the hall.
"Jubilee?" The name reverberated against the walls, but it went unanswered. "If you're planning on pranking me, don't bother." It was obvious that Jean was uncomfortable with this. The silence seemed to hum around her, setting every nerve on end. Her hand hovered over the wall as she walked, giving her at least a little comfort. She was about to round the corner, when her phone rang in her pocket, making her scream. With a sigh of relief, she slid down the wall to sit on the floor as she answered it. "Hello?"
"Hey Jean. It's Scott. Are you okay? You sound annoyed."
"Sort of. Creepy house with no people in it, and the teenager I'm supposed to be watching is nowhere in sight."They didn't need to know that she had only checked down the hall. "And the call make me jump." Various people on the other end of the line tried not to laugh.
"Don't worry, Jean. We'll be back by tomorrow." A few words were passed between the two before the phone was pocketed again. The front door slammed, making Jean jump up from her sitting position and run for it.
"Jubilee?" Jean called again when she got to the door and opened it. "Where are you?"
"Oh hey Jean!" The black-haired teenager waved from the open garage, where she was pushing a broken bike through the doorway.
"What are you planning this time?"
"Planning? I'm just seeing if I can fix one of Wolvie's old bikes." Despite the want to just accept what Jubilee said and go back inside to read, Jean leant against the wall and watched. "I don't know what happened, Ever since I got hit with that card, technology just makes so much sense! I understand all of this!" Then she decided to bore the school doctor with a tedious rundown of all the parts the bike contained. Jean just put her head in her hands and hoped the days would go by quickly.
(Rogue)
"So, In conclusion Senator, I think..." That was when I yawned. I know the professor means well, but the battle he expected had not happened.
"What's the matter, Anna? Bored?" I only gave Beast a slight glare. Not many people can get away with using my real name. I shrugged. "Just be patient. We will be done here soon." I just regret having to leave Jubilee behind on her birthday. I regret leaving her with Jean even more. That woman will be at the end of her wit soon if she isn't already.
"Ah guess patience is a skill ya pick up." He gave a throaty chuckle, one that turned into a small coughing fit. That made most of the team look to see what was going on.
"Indeed it is. But have faith. We will be going home soon." I hoped he was right.