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Mirror, Mirror
By : Nemain
Category: X-Men - Animated Series (all) > Slash - Male/Male
Views: 5878 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0Disclaimer: I do not own X-Men Evolution, or any of the characters from it. I make no money from from the writing of this story. -
Chapter List
- 1-Mirror, Mirror
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
- 8-8
- 9-9
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12
- 13-13
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- 15-15
- 16-16
- 17-17
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- 21-21
- 22-22
- 23-23
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- 27-27
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- 29-29
- 30-30
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- 49-51
- 50-52
- 51-53
- 52-54
- 53-55
- 54-56
- 55-57
- Mirror Mirror Chapter Nine
Disclaimers ApplyA/N Goddess Foxfeather, Queen of Mad Plotbunnies, BUSIEST WOMAN ALIVE ™, Prophetic Muse, Hamster Witch and Uberbeta… I think it’s nap weather… InterNutter, TC, Maxwell Pink, Dracena and Greywolf are loverly and wondermous for archiving/hosting. J ProPhile: Sorry, it’s going to be small again. Morgan: *gloke * Readers/Reviewers: Thanks for the feedback!
Lance tapped his foot impatiently, annoyed by Todd’s fidgeting as they lurked by the biology section of the bookstore. Already, the surly teenager behind the counter had informed them three times that the shop closed at eight; she watched them through narrowed eyes as she chewed her nails, muttering to herself about calling the manager. “Damn it,” Lance sighed, glancing down at Todd. “Stop bouncing. You look like you gotta pee.”
“I do!” Todd ground out between clenched teeth. “Pretty fucking bad!”
“What’d I tell you about those fucking forty four ounce sodas from the gas station?”
“Sorry, Mom,” Todd snapped. “Lance, I really don’t think these jackasses are gonna come back, ya know? It was a one off deal.” He shifted his weight from foot to foot, glancing at the girl behind the counter. “Lady Sourpuss over there is gonna call the cops on us for loitering.”
Lance grabbed the nearest book and shoved it at Todd. “Here, go buy this. If we’re buyin’stuff, we’re not loitering.”
Todd glared at the book in his hand and then up at Lance. “No fucking way. I am NOT buying this! _Male Sexual Dysfunction: Causes and Treatments _? No. Fucking. Way.” He tried to shove it back at Lance only to find himself flailing at empty air. His friend was striding towards the front of th shop.
“Buy the goddamned book,” Lance snarled, not even listening. “I think I see a problem.”
“Gimme the tape. I’m out of thumbtacks.”
“Tape ain’t gonna hold that up. It’s too windy out…”
“You guys need some help?”
The two young teenagers turned to see the tall, lanky youth loping up to them. “Uh, no,” the first one, the one holding the handful of flyers said in a voice that cracked slightly. “We’re good.”
Lance smiled, drawing to a halt just out of arm’s reach. “Whatcha got there?” He glanced down at the stark, black and white flyers and smiled sourly. “Friends of Humanity, huh? Is that some campus group?”
The second teenager, wearing a shirt that proudly proclaimed “EASY LIKE SUNDAY MORNING”, snorted. “Not yet. We’re workin’ on it. We’re having a rally tomorrow night at the Quad… you interested?” He pried a flyer from his friend’s hands and proffered it to Lance.
Lance, still smiling, took the sheet of paper and read it a few times before looking up at the duo. “What’s this about? All it says is what you just told me… Am I gonna go to this thing and be preached to or somethin’? I don’t need that shit. I got Jesus.”
He made as if to shove the paper back at them but the first teenager, who looked a little less freaked out now, held up a free hand to stave off the return. “No, it’s not a religious group! It’s a…um…”
“Cultural society,” the other one put in smoothly, smiling like a used car salesman. “We’re a pretty new group up here. The main one’s in the city but they’re looking to branch out, you know? Invite more college kids to join, get the word out. We’re all about building a positive, healthy American culture.”
Lance’s smile was painful now. His face ached from holding it and his stomach churned with acid. He had to be careful, he thought. It was all he could do to keep his powers in check, to keep the earth from yawning open at their feet and swallowing the teenagers, himself, everything. “American culture, huh? Like Republicans? Like that kind of shit?”
“Aw, naw,” the second one laughed. “We’re not political. We just want to preserve traditions and sort of give a better understanding of what it means to be American… There’s actually other branches opening up all over the world. One day, in the next few years, we hope to consolidate and make one giant group where everyone can learn how to be a good citizen and what it takes to have a good, growing culture.”
“Like bacteria,” Todd muttered, his arrival silent until he spoke. “Got the book, Lance. Can we go NOW?” He glanced back over his shoulder at the girl behind the counter. She was murmuring into the phone and staring at the group; Todd feared she was calling the police.
Lance looked around the narrow breezeway they stood in, running between the bookstore and the dining hall, and shrugged. “In a minute. I’m talkin’ to these guys. Here, lookit.” He handed his flyer to Todd with a warning kick to the ankles, made subtle as if he were just changing positions. _Shut up, _ the kick warned. _Play along. _
The first teenager, still holding a handful of flyers, was studying Todd closely. “You look green, dude… you sick or somethin’?”
Lance shrugged again. “He’s in theatre. Workin’ on a scene for the Halloween show.” There was a murmured chorus of “ah” as the pair accepted the hasty excuse. “You two gonna be there tomorrow night?”
The second one nodded enthusiastically. “Yep. We’ll be here an hour early to set up the fire… We’re gonna have a bonfire, too. Bring something to burn,” he giggled, glancing at Todd. “You know, Bayville’s a small town… why haven’t we seen you guys around much?”
Todd opened his mouth, then closed it with an audible snap. Lance spoke up again. “We live just outside of town. Crazy old uncle, you know? He don’t get out much and we just sort of hang around and take care of him.” He looked around the breezeway again in an assessing manner. “Kinda thinking about coming here next semester till I figure out what I want to do with life.”
The second teenager smiled sharply. “If you’re interested in our little club, I think you’ll be interested in the school. Lots of like minded people here. Even the teachers are pretty cool with this sort of thing.”
“This cultural club,” Lance stated, taking the flyer back from Todd. “We’ve gotta head back. Uncle Chuck needs his Sitz bath.[1] We’re gonna bring some friends up here tomorrow night, if that’s cool.”
The first one nodded, grinning widely. “The more the merrier.”
Lance laughed as if in agreement and made goodbyes, taking Todd’s elbow and guiding him away, bending as if they were discussing the flyer as they walked. “We get home, we get Wanda, got it? No way in Hell is the Friends of Humanity setting up shop here.”
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