This was...really...very...wow...good.
One of the last coherent thoughts to run through Kitty Pryde's head during the few seconds that she shared her first kiss with Lance Alvers.
She felt a little weak in the knees, but before she knew it she was backed up against a tree. Where were they again...? Oh yeah, the Institute.
Snikt.
The kiss broke instantly as both wide-eyed teens turned and saw Logan standing way too close for comfort.
"You know the drill by now, dont'cha Romeo?" The man snarled, just barely keeping the Wolverine contained by the looks of it.
"I have ten seconds to get the hell outta here or we're gonna have a little problem?" Lance recited, never taking his eyes off the adamantium claws.
"Seven," Logan grinned.
"Call ya," Lance said, making brief eye contact with Kitty as he backpedaled, then turned around and ran full blast for the front gate of the Xavier Institute.
Logan watched the boy go until Kitty counted that seven seconds was up. But Logan only shook his head. "Kid's gettin' better. He on the school track team?"
That was the last straw.
"I totally cannot BELIEVE you!" Kitty burst out. "This is what, the 8th time you've done this?! What are you trying to prove, Mr. Logan?!"
She hadn't said 'like' yet. This could be a bad thing.
"Just lookin' out for an X-Man, half--"
"NO! No 'half-pint!' Cuz I'm not a little girl, I'm not YOUR little girl, just cuz I'm younger than most everyone! I'm just trying to have something that resembles a normal life! Don't I at least get that chance?! I live in a place where shooting spikes out of your body and teleporting and turning stuff to ice are encouraged, but I can't date a guy?!"
Logan's claws slid back into his fists.
"It's not about that, Kitty, it's about HIM."
"Oh my God, you hypocrite!" She was practically screaming now. A small voice in the back of her head told her to phase out of there before she said something she would regret, but oh was she pissed right now. "Lance tried to join us once, but he got pushed out because he's was with the Brotherhood! If everyone held it against you every time you took off on your bike, every time you LEFT THE X-MEN, nobody would trust you either!"
He'd been called a lot of things before, including a hypocrite and a deserter, but this time, the Wolverine was kind of hurt.
"He's gonna break yer heart, Kitty, I just don't wanna see that happen."
"How do you know? You're not one of the telepaths last time I checked! Why can't you give him a chance?"
"Give him a chance? He had a chance the same way you had a chance. You joined the X-Men and he brought down the west wing of yer old school! He's bad news, why don't ya see that!"
"You don't know him the way I know him. Oh, no, go ahead, say something like 'I know about that time he almost dislocated Kurt's shoulder.' People change, you know!"
"FINE," Logan growled. He'd had enough. "You want me to give him a chance? Next time I find him in here, I'll step on a twig at ten paces, give him fifteen seconds, but if he's not past the big tree on the side of the road by then, he's mine, cuz I DON'T LIKE HIM."
'Just say it, you moron,' Kitty hissed mentally so intensely she was sure Jean and the Professor could hear her, 'Drop the macho wolf crap and say you care about me! That's all I wanna hear! You're not pissed about Lance, you're pissed cuz you can't show any damn emotion!' Logan only turned and started to walk back to the mansion.
"ASSHOLE!" Kitty blurted out before phasing down through the lawn. Logan stopped in his tracks. "Asshole," he murmered in agreement. Then he lost his cool. With a snarl, he popped his claws, turned, and made one of the well-trimmed hedges into confetti.
When he was done, he once again sheathed his claws and made his way back to the mansion. He was so deep in thought, even his superhuman senses and reflexes didn't react to the slight rumbling of the ground until the earth burst up in front of him and knocked him flat on his rear.
'Yer right, Avalanche,' he thought as if the boy that he heard sneaking away could hear him, 'I hurt her more than you ever could.'
One of the last coherent thoughts to run through Kitty Pryde's head during the few seconds that she shared her first kiss with Lance Alvers.
She felt a little weak in the knees, but before she knew it she was backed up against a tree. Where were they again...? Oh yeah, the Institute.
Snikt.
The kiss broke instantly as both wide-eyed teens turned and saw Logan standing way too close for comfort.
"You know the drill by now, dont'cha Romeo?" The man snarled, just barely keeping the Wolverine contained by the looks of it.
"I have ten seconds to get the hell outta here or we're gonna have a little problem?" Lance recited, never taking his eyes off the adamantium claws.
"Seven," Logan grinned.
"Call ya," Lance said, making brief eye contact with Kitty as he backpedaled, then turned around and ran full blast for the front gate of the Xavier Institute.
Logan watched the boy go until Kitty counted that seven seconds was up. But Logan only shook his head. "Kid's gettin' better. He on the school track team?"
That was the last straw.
"I totally cannot BELIEVE you!" Kitty burst out. "This is what, the 8th time you've done this?! What are you trying to prove, Mr. Logan?!"
She hadn't said 'like' yet. This could be a bad thing.
"Just lookin' out for an X-Man, half--"
"NO! No 'half-pint!' Cuz I'm not a little girl, I'm not YOUR little girl, just cuz I'm younger than most everyone! I'm just trying to have something that resembles a normal life! Don't I at least get that chance?! I live in a place where shooting spikes out of your body and teleporting and turning stuff to ice are encouraged, but I can't date a guy?!"
Logan's claws slid back into his fists.
"It's not about that, Kitty, it's about HIM."
"Oh my God, you hypocrite!" She was practically screaming now. A small voice in the back of her head told her to phase out of there before she said something she would regret, but oh was she pissed right now. "Lance tried to join us once, but he got pushed out because he's was with the Brotherhood! If everyone held it against you every time you took off on your bike, every time you LEFT THE X-MEN, nobody would trust you either!"
He'd been called a lot of things before, including a hypocrite and a deserter, but this time, the Wolverine was kind of hurt.
"He's gonna break yer heart, Kitty, I just don't wanna see that happen."
"How do you know? You're not one of the telepaths last time I checked! Why can't you give him a chance?"
"Give him a chance? He had a chance the same way you had a chance. You joined the X-Men and he brought down the west wing of yer old school! He's bad news, why don't ya see that!"
"You don't know him the way I know him. Oh, no, go ahead, say something like 'I know about that time he almost dislocated Kurt's shoulder.' People change, you know!"
"FINE," Logan growled. He'd had enough. "You want me to give him a chance? Next time I find him in here, I'll step on a twig at ten paces, give him fifteen seconds, but if he's not past the big tree on the side of the road by then, he's mine, cuz I DON'T LIKE HIM."
'Just say it, you moron,' Kitty hissed mentally so intensely she was sure Jean and the Professor could hear her, 'Drop the macho wolf crap and say you care about me! That's all I wanna hear! You're not pissed about Lance, you're pissed cuz you can't show any damn emotion!' Logan only turned and started to walk back to the mansion.
"ASSHOLE!" Kitty blurted out before phasing down through the lawn. Logan stopped in his tracks. "Asshole," he murmered in agreement. Then he lost his cool. With a snarl, he popped his claws, turned, and made one of the well-trimmed hedges into confetti.
When he was done, he once again sheathed his claws and made his way back to the mansion. He was so deep in thought, even his superhuman senses and reflexes didn't react to the slight rumbling of the ground until the earth burst up in front of him and knocked him flat on his rear.
'Yer right, Avalanche,' he thought as if the boy that he heard sneaking away could hear him, 'I hurt her more than you ever could.'