Hello, and welcome back to MoonlightHowl74's Deaged New Recruits story! listeninggame, I want you to know that 1, you have the honor of being my first reviewer ever, and 2, I will totally try to make sure that Jamie is younger, and 3, thank you so much! Anyhoo, onto the story! (To everyone everywhere, sorry if I get the ages wrong)

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Children Ages:

Ray, Tabitha, Bobby, Jubilee, Sam- 6 years old

Amara, Roberto, Rahne- 5 years old

Jamie- 4 years old

Roberto's POV

I yawned, rubbing my fists against my eyes. There was something warm and fuzzy lying across me….oh yeah! The wolf cub! I looked down to see the sleeping cub turn back into a girl, which startled a whole bunch of kids.

"Hey!" Jubilee whined in the absence of her pillow. Bobby snorted in his sleep. Tabby poked him. "Pssst! Wake up!" she hissed. He moaned and rolled over, right into Amara, who promptly slid off the couch, awakening with a start.

Meanwhile, Ray had pawed the throw-pillow off of him, and sat up, staring around with a half-awake expression. He scrambled across the couch to shout-whisper a question: "Where's the bathroom?" This awoke Jamie, who opened his mouth to wail, but had a small, sticky hand clamped over it.

"Ssssshhhhhh!" exclaimed Tabby. "Ray, I think dat the bathroom is right down the hall." Ray nodded, and hurried off down the hall. "Mmmppphhh!" Jamie glared, thrashed around, banged his head, and multiplied. "Owwww," squeaked all ten Jamies. Tabby sighed.

The girl who used to be the wolf, Rahne or something blinked up at me. "Where are we?" she asked sleepily. "At Prof. Xavier's, remember?" I responded. She sluggishly nodded, then moved off the couch and towards the kitchen.

Everyone else, got off the couch and toddled after her. I shook Sam, and when he refused to awaken, shrugged. Let him be Ray's problem, I thought. Suddenly there was a loud crash in the kitchen. Uh oh, I mentally sighed.

Ororo POV:

I yawned and stretched, smiling at the African trinket laden mirror across the room. I slowly climbed out of bed, made my bed, brushed my hair and my teeth, got dressed, and prepared to go make breakfast for the children.

However, before I could get fully down the stairs, there was a crash of glass and a small yelp. My eyes widened, and I ran down the rest of the stairs and into the kitchen. The sight that I beheld was quite frightening and amusing at the same time.

Bobby was eagle-spread on the middle of the counter, eyes wide. Jubilee was standing in the doorway, looking as if she was trying to decide whether to scream or laugh. Rahne was paused, mid-step in the middle of the mess of glass, eyes also stretched wide. Everyone else was either in the living room or somewhere in the kitchen.

Bobby blinked, and then began to cry. "I'm sorry," he wailed. "I just wanted to get a bowl for my cereal!" This, of course, began the entire waterworks. Just then, Ray wandered in, looking around in surprise at the shattered ceramic and at everyone's teary faces.

Then, seemingly at war with himself, he glanced towards the still frozen Ororo, who immediately shook herself out of her stupor, and reached over to pick up the still-sobbing Bobby. When she carefully examined him for cuts, she noticed that every tear that came out of his eyes would freeze halfway down his cheeks.

Rahne morphed back into human form, whimpering with her hand held out, a shard of bowl stuck in it. Ororo tended to her too, carefully making her way around the room, and inspected everyone else. When she was satisfied, she took a broom and dustpan, and, still holding Bobby in one arm, swept up every last shard of ceramic.

She then took Jamie, now quieter, into her other arm, and, after lots of insistent wriggling, let Bobby down. Then, she slowly made her way to the living room, where she sat on the couch and sang an African lullaby to them. And that was how Logan, Evan, and Jean found her half and hour later.