Yin: I'm exhausted. And sad. One of our birds died for no reason at all. It had plenty of fresh food and water, we let it out daily...and then we found it dead. So that is why I am writing, to help myself and to (hopefully) relax.
Yang: *very sad* Dazzler...R.I.P.

Kitty was stunned. Chris Srevla, the Chris Srevla, was Lance's cousin? How? When? The more she thought, the angrier she became. "Where were you all those years? Lance was always working so hard and getting no where! If you truly are family, and I do see the striking resemblance, where were you?"
Chris looked sad. "Lance never wanted help. Think about, you have your rich professor, yes he did tell me about him, and Lance wouldn't take anything from him either. He was stubborn, like to make his own mark on the world."
Kitty nodded, unsure what else to do. Chris had nailed Lance on the spot.
Then Chris's phone started ringing. "Sorry doll, gotta get this."
Kitty got up, read to walk away.
"Hey!" Chris pulled on her arm. "Where are you going?"
"To my friends."
"Let me come. Please? I don't know many people around here. And you guys know...knew Lance. Maybe we can try and figure out where he is."
Kitty took a deep breath in. "Fine. You can come. But only if you you behave."
Chris smirked. "Behave? Why, I'm great at behaving!"

"Hello ladies." Chris said as he and Kitty walked up to Rogue and Jean.
Rogue looked skeptical. Jean cocked an eyebrow.
"Guys, this is Chris. Chris Srevla."
Jean's mouth practically dropped to the floor.
Rogue just sat there, a look of disbelief on her face.
Jean extended her hand. "I'm-"
"Jean Grey, Summers' girl, right?"
Any composure Jean had left was gone.
"He's Lance's cousin." Kitty whispered.
Rogue snapped her fingers. "Ah thought he looked lahke trouble."
"Wait-" Jean started saying.
"Lance didn't want help, okay? That's that." Chris snapped, like it was a touchy subject. Then his phone rang. "Hold on...Hello? Tony? Man, it's good to hear from you. Yeah. Sorry, can't. Yeah, you know the ladies. Yep. Three of them. Aw, shuddup! Yeah so..."
Jean and Rogue looked at Kitty, who shrugged.
Chris snapped his phone shut. "Sorry, that was Stark. Crazy guy. Ladies' man. You know the type."
Kitty nodded, then turned to Rogue. "I'm assuming you know who this is?"
Chris smirked. "Rogue? Skunk?"
Rogue gasped. "Ah swear, yah sound lahke Lance."
Chris nodded. "So I've heard."
"Hey Jean!" Scott called out.
Jean turned abruptly. "Scott, you will not believe who is here."
"Alvers?"
"Summers!" Chris laughed. "No, I am not Lance. I am his cousin, Chris."
"Chris Srevla!" Kitty added.
Scott took a step back. "Well, you sure look like Alvers. In fact, I think..."
"Scott, he just got off the phone with Tony Stark." Jean glared at him. "And Mr. Srevla has stock in the professor's investments."
"Oh. Yeah."
"Hey guys!" Kurt walked up, his girlfriend Amanda Sefton holding onto his arm. "Lance?"
"For the last time, I'm not Lance."
"He's Lahnce's cousin, Chris Srevla." Rogue gushed. "The billionaire!"
Amanda's eyes were wide. So was Kurt's. "Vow! Pleased to make your acquaintance!"
"The pleasure is all mine blue-boy."
Silence.
"Lance told me about everything about everyone." Chris laughed. "And I mean everything." Chris looked straight at Kitty, like they shared something private.

Yin: I'm not sure I like Chris entirely. He seems...weird.
Yang: I love Chris!