Strangers in an Even Stranger Land
The Morning After
The morning dawned clear and bright. With a groan, Scott turned over to snuggle closer to Jean.
THUD
Scott shook his head as he pushed himself up off of the floor. Damn those kids! If it hadn't been for him, he wouldn't be sleeping on the couch. He hoped Jean would forgive him soon.
{As if!} was the only reply he got.
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Beast whistled to himself as he waltzed around the kitchen, whisking up a batch of Belgium waffles. He so did love the culinary arts and these guests provided the perfect chance for him to show off.
"Pum diddly, pum diddly," the furry X-Men hummed to himself as he put the finishing touches on the latest batch. Just a touch more icing sugar and... voila, the perfect Belgium waffle. With great pride, Hank placed the work of art upon the kitchen table. Now if only people would wake up and share in this homy scene.
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Chamber stalked towards the kitchen. He was one unhappy English boy. Moe, the only newcomer which appeared to be of any worth had seriously disappointed him. He had calmly asked her to pass on his message to that slime Daemon and much to his horror she had collapsed on the floor, gasping for air and begging him to stop being so funny. And she had seemed so sensible before...
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"WAFFLES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Daemon bolted up in bed and sniffed the air some more. He could hear the cry being echoed from bedroom to bedroom in the spacious mansion.
Down in the kitchen Beast just smiled, turned off the high powered fan, and started setting the table. A little engineering went a long way.
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In various stages of dress and undress the X-Men, Generation X, and their guests bolted downstairs, no one wanting to be the last to get to the waffles.
Beast took off his apron, sat down and surveyed the scene. Ah, time to relax and enjoy this beautiful breakfast...
CHOMP CHOMP CHOMP, GULP, BURP
Looking a little alarmed, Beast stopped wool gathering and snagged the last couple of waffles off of someone else's plate.
"That was great Hank!" Logan saluted Beast with his glass of milk, "But..."
"We could sure do with some more!!!!" This last was chorused by everyone else at the table.
With a sigh, Hank got up and put his apron back on. The chef's job is never done.
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Paige had cunningly managed to manoeuvre herself into the seat directly across from Daemon. Unfortunately it had placed her next to that rather scary girl Lexi, but it was worth it! Discreetly Serritipiously, she slid down in her seat a little and extended her left foot further under the table in search of Daemon's. It was time to get serious. It was time to play footsies!
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India gave Lexi a sideways look. She had seen the rather foolish grins that the younger girl and that good looking red neck had been giving each other over the breakfast table. She certainly hoped Lexi hadn't done anything foolish; one of her was bad enough but to have little ones running around in nine months would be pure hell!! India decided to have a talk with her later.
She felt the skin crawl on the side of her face like someone was watching her. Carefully, trying not to be noticeable, India turned around. It was Gambit. She gave him a sour glare that would turn wine into vinegar and he quickly turned away, ears burning. What a woman!!!
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Sam almost jumped into the air when a small, female-like foot connected with his bare skin. He quickly looked from side to side; good, no one had noticed. So Lexi was feeling playful! This was fun. He gave her a grin as he extended his own foot back.
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Lexi wondered why Cannonball was grinning at her so much. Was there something caught in her teeth? Discretely she started to run her tongue around her teeth.
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It was working!!!!! Paige tried to control her excitement as she felt Daemon's masculine foot come in contact with her own. And it wasn't just a casual mistake, nope that foot was definitely rubbing up against her own. Husk gave the gorgeous Jamaican an arched look, but unfortunately he had turned away and was passing the milk to India. She was so impressed with his ability to keep his cool. Here she was, blushing like a school girl and he was as calm as a cucumber.
Paige wondered briefly why her brother's ears were burning. But then promptly forgot all but Daemon as his foot slid further up her leg.
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Lexi got up from the table. It was driving her mad. She knew she must have something stuck in her teeth!! She needed dental floss and she needed it now!!!
She ignored the startled looks from the others as she tore from the room and pounded up the stairs.
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Sam stared in horror at Lexi's retreating back. Had it been something he had done? He pondered this a few seconds before realizing in absolute horror that that small female-like foot was still doing interesting things to his legs. If it wasn't Lexi, who was it? With a squeak of terror he turned to face his sister. Oh gawd no!! It couldn't be... memories of southern horror stories came flooding back and the young man leapt from the table and fled the room.
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Beast briefly wondered if there was something wrong with the waffles. Nope, the majority of people were fine so it couldn't be food poisoning. He returned to the table ladened with another batch.
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Paige's concentration had been broken when her brother's preempted flight from the table had knocked her foot away from Daemon's. With more determination than before she regained contact. Not noticing the colour draining from the Jamaican boy's face, she continued onward and upward!!!
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Daemon dropped his fork and knife with a loud clatter, as he stared aghast at Husk. It couldn't be, it wouldn't be... oh god, there was no one else it _could_ be!!
"Oh my stars and garters!" Were the only words to come out of his mouth as his jaw dropped.
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There was silence in the room as all the X-Men stopped dead in their tracks. As if one, their heads swung towards Beast who simply shrugged. Their heads swung back, this time towards Daemon. There was a pregnant pause.
"What?"
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On to Chapter Eight: Home Alone
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