15Ughhhh~! Don't reallllly feel like writing, but... because some of you did wait two bloody years I will facking update! If I were you guys, I'd be pissed if I didn't, so.. hereee you gooo!
Never will own X-men
I sat on Kurt's bed as he packed his bag for school. I looked up at him with big eyes- like I totally needed to go! I mean, like my social life could've easily gone down the drain- just like that! Okay, well maybe not like only after one day, but like how was I supposed to not socialize for a week? I didn't see why they didn't just get professor X back here and make him make me normal again. I was sure it couldn't have been that important of an issue he was dealing with- no more important than me being turned into a cat, anyways.'
"I'm sorry, Kitty! There's no vay I can bring you to school, plus, you von't be able to talk to anyone, anyways," Kurt stated, already knowing why I was in such a bad mood. He always knew how much I loved going to school - not for the actual schooling part - and socializing with all my friends and classmates.
I huffed in annoyance and rolled onto my back, glaring up at the ceiling. Kurt's blue face came into my view and I slapped him, which earned me a laugh. I jumped up at him and dug my claws into his chest, hanging upside down from him.
"Ow ow! Kitty stop it, please!" He cried out, trying to pull me off without being too rough. After all, I was just a small fragile cat and if he did hurt me, he'd feel awful. I pulled my claws out and hissed up at him. He rolled his eyes and patted my head. "I know you're all mad about this, but pretty soon professor X vill be back, and he'll probably be able to make it all better, so please try not to be so angry vith me!"
I sighed and sat there, not wanting to spend the day alone. Though, I guess it didn't like totally count as alone; there'd be Logan, and Storm, and a few other people. I didn't think any of them would really be all that fun, though. Kurt finished packing his stuff and picked me up in his arms, something I'd only let a few people do. Rogue had picked me up, but I learned quickly that she wasn't gentle- not at all. She quickly figured out it'd be better to just not like hold me when I decided to claw at her and bite her- she should've known better! She just like flung me around; I thought I was gonna be like sick! She had no respect for tiny animals.
Kurt walked outta his room and closed the door behind us. He made his way through the mansion with me in his arms. When we finally reached the front door he sat me down and I mewed up at him - no harm in one last attempt, right? He shook his head and apologized before closing the door and leaving to go to school with Scott and the others.
I huffed and strutted through the mansion, looking into every room as I walked along. I headed into the kitchen and was disappointed to find that only Logan was sitting there. He was like a cool dude I guess, but he wasn't that much fun. As if like nobody faked sick to hang out with me all day! How rude, I thought as I jumped onto the counter and watched Logan carefully. He scarfed down some bacon like there was no tomorrow and I couldn't help but feel slightly sick- really, like how could someone eat that much thatfast?
"Wanna come train with me, half pint?" He asked, putting his plate into the sink. I gave my head a shake, but sure enough, he picked me up by the scruff of my neck and carried me away anyways. I tried to scratch him, but I couldn't, so I settled for hisses and growls, which he simply chuckled at. "If you're stuck like this for a while, you're gonna have to learn to take care of yourself and learn how to control your movements properly, so really you should be thanking me."
I brought my paw up to my face and groaned. Was he seriously going to put a small cat - me - into the training room? I was tiny and fragile it like so wasn't fair! Sure enough though, he'd been completely serious about the training. About ten minutes later, I found myself standing in the middle of the training room. Logan stood there and you could just tell he was being serious; how rude, I thought with a glare.
"Ready?" He questioned. I gave my head a shake, but all that did was cause him to smirk and turn on the system anyways. How kind of him, I thought bitterly to myself, hardly being able to avoid a laser that had been shot at me. I landed on my four paws and felt smug, looking over at Logan. Of course though, the moment I had stopped concentrating, a blast had hit me and I'd been flung into the wall. I landed on my side, closing my eyes as the room swam before me. I couldn't believe just one hit and I was taken out- I hated being a cat!
"Whoa, Kitty, are you okay?" I heard Logan ask, all of the sounds of the room coming to an end. I mewed in pain as I tried to stand up; it felt like I'd cracked one of my ribs! Like totally painful and uncool. "Easy there, half pint. You get hurt? And I was just starting to get into it... well, better go take ya to see Beast. I wonder if he can count as a vet, too..."
This time when he picked me up he was a lot more gentle with me. I relaxed somewhat in his arms while we headed to Beast's lab- he seemed rather surprised to see the pair of us, but nonetheless he obliged to help. After being placed on the bed, Beast did his best before letting out a sigh.
"I'm sorry, I'm just not used to working on cats," He stated apologetically. "Maybe you should take her to a vet?"
With those words I clawed at his far bigger hand, hissing out. Sure, I was in pain, but I was like not going to let some creep just touch me! Beast pulled back, probably shocked by my reaction- I mean, I was sweet little Kitty, I didn't attack people. Then again, nobody knew what I was saying, so I did have to get my point across one where or another.
"Are you gonna be okay, half pint?" Logan asked in seriousness. I gave a nod; I'd take a nap and lounge around, and if I were actually hurt, I was sure it could wait until I was turned back into a human. I mean, like really, it was just a wall... it can't do that much damage, right?