My Year of the Tiger (4/13)
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stormkeeper_lovedorisGoing to post one more chapter before baby comes home with us.
Title: My Year of the Tiger (3/13)
Summary: The X-men have undergone a very difficult year, and Jubilee writes about it in her blog.
Click behind the cut to read Chapter Four.
April
By April, Cyclops was slowly coming out of his shell. The Professor and Storm were still leading the missions and the team but we started to see Cyclops more often. The FOH made a few appearances, and Cyclops joined us one of the times we fought them back.
As bad as things were, we all still tried to have dinner together a few times each week and Cyclops would be at more and more of these now. He’d been thin after Jean died – like too thin – but I noticed a bit more color on his face and thought maybe he’d put on a few pounds.
April was a weird month because each time I saw Cyclops, I knew something was going on and then it kinda dawned on me what it was. There wasn’t one moment when I realized it but the idea just slowly entered my mind over the days and weeks. He and Dark Star were, um, “an item”. They were subtle about it. I saw them once, in the garage of all places, just sitting and talking. And then I saw them more and more together.
So what’s when the bottom dropped out.
I don’t know if Wolverine found out about it from overhearing something or from smelling something or what. Do I need to write out his reaction? “Jean ain’t cold in her grave!” he yelled. Among other much worse stuff.
He punched Cyclops. The Professor had to physically separate them to prevent a fight.
It was like all this progress they’d made over the years was gone. They’d been getting along so much better than at first, Cyke and Wolverine. They hated each other at first but over time it got totally obvious that they came to respect each other. Maybe they’d almost liked each other, I don’t know.
But on that day, one of the things Wolverine yelled at Cyclops was, “I lost all respect for you, bub.”
It gets worse. Wolverine left. Packed a bag and left.
I don’t remember much else about April because I spent the rest of the month crying. I have vague memories of Bobby and Hank trying to take me out for ice cream, Rogue trying to come in and talk with me, the Professor asking that we have “a session”. But mostly I remember watching the front entryway for a Wolverine who never returned and feeling my chest hurting from crying.
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Title: My Year of the Tiger (3/13)
Summary: The X-men have undergone a very difficult year, and Jubilee writes about it in her blog.
Click behind the cut to read Chapter Four.
April
By April, Cyclops was slowly coming out of his shell. The Professor and Storm were still leading the missions and the team but we started to see Cyclops more often. The FOH made a few appearances, and Cyclops joined us one of the times we fought them back.
As bad as things were, we all still tried to have dinner together a few times each week and Cyclops would be at more and more of these now. He’d been thin after Jean died – like too thin – but I noticed a bit more color on his face and thought maybe he’d put on a few pounds.
April was a weird month because each time I saw Cyclops, I knew something was going on and then it kinda dawned on me what it was. There wasn’t one moment when I realized it but the idea just slowly entered my mind over the days and weeks. He and Dark Star were, um, “an item”. They were subtle about it. I saw them once, in the garage of all places, just sitting and talking. And then I saw them more and more together.
So what’s when the bottom dropped out.
I don’t know if Wolverine found out about it from overhearing something or from smelling something or what. Do I need to write out his reaction? “Jean ain’t cold in her grave!” he yelled. Among other much worse stuff.
He punched Cyclops. The Professor had to physically separate them to prevent a fight.
It was like all this progress they’d made over the years was gone. They’d been getting along so much better than at first, Cyke and Wolverine. They hated each other at first but over time it got totally obvious that they came to respect each other. Maybe they’d almost liked each other, I don’t know.
But on that day, one of the things Wolverine yelled at Cyclops was, “I lost all respect for you, bub.”
It gets worse. Wolverine left. Packed a bag and left.
I don’t remember much else about April because I spent the rest of the month crying. I have vague memories of Bobby and Hank trying to take me out for ice cream, Rogue trying to come in and talk with me, the Professor asking that we have “a session”. But mostly I remember watching the front entryway for a Wolverine who never returned and feeling my chest hurting from crying.
***
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