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Perfectly Normal Chapter Thirty One
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A/N Goddess Foxfeather, Queen of Mad
Plotbunnies, BUSIEST WOMAN ALIVE (TM), Prophetic Muse, Hamster Witch
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smite him if you like. Readers/Reviewers: Thanks for reading and
reviewing as you can! It's mucho appreciated. And Happy Purim to
those who celebrate... I've been lax on my holiday greetings this
year. Bad Nemain...
“You're insane.”
“That has yet to be proven,”
Jubilee pointed out smugly. She glanced at the window and sighed.
It was getting dark later and later as spring stretched out,
smothering the last of the winter from the air. “Look, we all
need a little break, right? And it's really Paige's birthday...”
she smiled slyly at the country girl, who looked wan still after her
ordeal with Caliban, something she did not speak much of, if at all.
“I think she deserves a girls' night out.”
“Maybe she doesn't want to go to
a strip club,” Rogue pointed out dryly. “Who wants all
that waving in their face on their birthday?” She winkled her
nose, shaking her head in semi-disgust. “I mean.. please.
It's just wrong. There's a reason men don't run naked.
Things...flail.”
Jubilee snorted in wry amusement,
edging closer to Rogue. Kitty was hunched over a book in the far
corner of the rec room, quiet as the grave since returning from the
visit with Professor Xavier. Kurt hovered nearby, his fingers
twitching obviously. Wearing the holo all the time was driving him
nuts, Jubilee knew. He had complained it itched, even though they
all knew it really could not cause such a physical reaction. The
idea of staying hidden after being free for so long rankled him. It
rankled them all, really. “Hence the fun part of the evening.
We all need a good laugh, right?”
“Can't we just rent a movie or
something?” Paige sighed, picking at the tapestry upholstery of
the sofa. “We don't have to go to this...club.” Her
cheeks already bore a faint pink tinge. Jono would never let her
hear the end of this, she thought, if he found out. He had already
come to her in the night once during the week, complaining of the
film crew and how they upset his order, tromping through the basement
sublevels behind Logan on an abbreviated tour of the Institute. Sam
would kill her, a tiny mental voice added. He'd flay her alive if he
knew, she thought in a tone that sounded suspiciously like her older
sister.
Jubilee raked her fingers through
already messy hair, setting black and neon yellow strands into an
even more riotous disarray. “You people have no sense of
adventure. You don't give a second thought to cramming your asses
into skin tight suits and kicking random ass but Heaven forbid you
see flopping dick.” She rolled her eyes heavenward in a
mockery of horror, flinging her hands up in her best 'Lord preserve
me' gesture. “We can fight big bads but no penis for me,
thanks!”
“Was?” Kurt's head had
snapped up at Jubilee's increasingly vociferous complaints but this
last made him recoil slightly in surprise. “What the Hell is
going on over there?”
“Anatomy lesson,” Rogue
called breezily. “Next we're talking about our periods and how
our tits hurt a week beforehand1...”
She raised a brow, daring him to come closer. When he wavered,
looking mildly interested but mostly embarrassed, she added, “Did
I mention the clots?”
“I think I need some orange
juice,” he said suddenly, striding past them towards the
kitchen in his oddly stiff-legged gait, his body aching from trying
to maintain a more conventional posture most of the day.
“You know,” Kitty said
from her spot under the reading lamp, “you could just go
without Paige. Why does it need to be someone's birthday?” She
flipped a page in her text book, adding, “I'll go with you.
I've never been to one of those places before.”
Jubilee blinked rapidly before
bursting into laughter. “You? Kitty Pryde in a strip club?
Please! You'd die from a blushing related aneurysm!”
A shuffling noise in the foyer made
them all fall suddenly silent. Jacob, laden with sound equipment
ranging from a sleek digital voice recorder to a complicated, old
fashioned tape recorder, appeared in the doorway, looking at once
sheepish and smug. “Hi...” He cleared his throat and
glanced around at the faces in the room. “Just...passing
through.”
Kitty was on her feet like a shot,
smiling brightly and toothily. “Can I see your equipment? I
mean...” she giggled nervously, her cheeks flaming bright red.
“May I see your recorders? I've always been fascinated by the
whole A/V thing and I really want to get a new recorder...” She
plucked the digital one from the clip on his waistband, not waiting
for permission. She babbled on, asking about batteries and how long
they lasted, turning the device over in her hands as if examining it
closely. She reached for the tape recorder, clutched under his arm,
and asked “May I see this, too? I haven't seen a tape recorder
in, like, ages!”
Jacob fumbled with it, pulling the
recorder away from Kitty before she could get a decent grip. “No!
I don't like people handling my equipment!”
“That explains a lot,”
Jubilee muttered, folding her arms across her chest and frowning at
the crew member. Jacob fumbled a moment more, trying to make sure
everything was back in it's place, before hurrying back into the
foyer, his footfall sounding as if he were headed for the library.
“I got the digital one,”
Kitty said quietly, all traces of giggling silliness gone from her
voice. “The other one... even if I ruined it, I couldn't do
anything to the tape. It's not affected by me phasing through the
equipment.”
Rogue sighed audibly. “Well, at
least it was about something a normal teenaged girl might do... Not
something a mutant might do.”
Paige opened her mouth to reply, but
the words died on her lips. I am normal, she thought bitterly. No
matter what you say.
1Some
women have mild to severe breast pain and/or swelling before their
periods. Viva los hormones.
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