“So, what is it you do?” Ranma asked.
Ororo gestured to a plant in the corner of the room, Ranma’s eyes following.. In an instant a small cloud began forming over it. Soon the small cloud produced rain, watering the plant. “I am what you may call a weather witch. I have control over the weather, locally mind you.”
Ranma blinked for a moment then he turned back to Ororo. “Now that is a handy little trick.”
Ororo nodded slightly. “I know. Dinner is ready in five minutes, all right.” And with that she excused herself. The cloud took a moment more to vanish.
And upon leaving Kurt’s stomach growled out. Rogue smirked slightly. “Hungry fuzzy?”
“Ja.” Another growl was heard, this one from Ranma’s gut. “And looks like I’m not ze only one.”
“Heh...” Ranma reached back, scratching the base of his pigtail slightly smiling shyly. “I haven’t had a chance to eat since I left Japan.”
“I bet.” Rogue said looking at him. ‘Oh it’s so adorable how when he goes shy like that, and that smile... Gawd DANG IT, I’m gonna turn into a blushin’ school girl! But DAMN he has nice buns!’
“Say, you can lower that power of yours, right?” Kurt asked, to which Ranma nodded. “Want an express lane to the dinning room?”
“Sure, that cloud thingy right?”
“Ja? Coming Rogue?” Rogue blinked for a moment, beating back an involuntary daydream with herself, Ranma, cherries, whipped cream and a big white bed.
“Uhh, yeah, Ah think Ah’ll will.” She offered him a gloved hand, and Kurt grabbed both it and Ranma’s.
“Here Ve Go!” **BAMF**
The ride was short. So short Ranma doubted half a second had past between exiting his room and entering the dinning room. To him it was a second or two of rising and fading smoke. He took him a moment to orient himself and look around.
The table was large, with the amount of students that was given, but everyone seemed to have enough food within reach to satisfy them. Kurt quickly let him and Rogue go and ported over to a seat next to a girl with brown hair in a ponytail. She gave off a loud cry of ‘KURT!’ which was answered with laughter. Rogue took an empty seat, at one of the tables corners. He looked around and saw four empty seats, two to Rogue’s right, one next to Kurt and the last between a long red haired beauty and a brown haired boy who closed an empty fist, only to open it again with ice cubes that had somehow formed. The cubes were quickly put into his drink.
Deciding that he knew Rogue the most (Which wasn’t saying much, since the only other people he spoke with so far was Professor Xavier and Kurt) he took the seat nearest her. Rogue paid more attention to her plate, knowing her face had to be red. No ifs-and-or-buts about it.
Sitting right across from Rouge, Scott looked over the new student. Scott was known as the serious one, Mr. Military, fearless leader, but most of all to all the younger students a big brother that could be overprotective at times. Regardless he was well respected and was the team leader, so he decided a quick once over.
He was very fit, probably spent a lot of time working out. He seemed easy going, but you didn’t know someone instantly from a look over. He did notice one thing though. Upon smelling and seeing the food laid out on the table, his face lit up and his hands rubbed together.
‘Great, we really didn’t need another Kurt.’
Regardless he cleared his throat to get Ranma’s attention. The Asian looked up at him and Scott held a hand towards him. “Hey, I’m Scott Summers. Nice to meet you.” Ranma smiled and took his hand in his.
“Likewise.”
Logan always said you could tell a fighter by his grip. If there was a firmness and strength in the grip, yet gentle enough to keep that strength in check, then he was a fighter. He never knew what he meant until now.
The last of the mansion finally arrived at the table, Xavier took the seat at the head of the table, his wheelchair rising slightly to a better level, the Blue Ape-like man from before sat beside Kurt, Ororo beside red hair and ice-cube-maker and lastly an Asian girl who cheerful plopped down next to him and offer her hand. “Hi, I’m Jubilation Lee. But everyone calls me Jubilee.” Like before Ranma retuned the shake.
“Nice to meet’cha.” The African-American guy at the table stood up and took a glass from the cupboard and began to pour himself some water.
“Well then,” Xavier began. “Ranma I do believe this is your first American meal, am I correct?”
Ranma shrugged. “Not really, just some hamburgers this guy makes.”
Xavier nodded. “Well, I hope you enjoy your meal then. And I also hope you could tell us about yourself.”
Ranma felt himself sweat a little. Exactly HOW do you explain water-based curses to people? And not have them freak out?
That question was put on hold however as the dark-skinned boy began to return to his seat. One baseball, unnoticed and unseen was on the floor, under the table. One foot moved and hit the ball, sending it rolling.
Murphy’s Law dictated it would roll under Evan’s foot.
Which sent him stumbling forward and his glass flying upwards.
Glass threw, from it’s confines, water.
Water flew at Ranma.
Ranma became wet.
Wet hit the trigger of a curse.
And the curse made young stud to stacked babe.
Everyone stared. THAT was new.
Rogue looked at the boy-now-girl beside her. ‘What happened to Ranma? How’d that happen? SHIT, SHE’S BETTER STACKED THAN JEAN!’
Rogue’s thoughts were a tad loud, and Jean looked at her own bust. And she, unfortunately, was right. She was better stacked. Jean shoved down a feeling of inadequacy.
Jubilee looked at the former hunk in wide eyed shock. Her body acted on half-impulse and half-auto pilot.
**Squeeze, Grope, Squeeze**
**Twitch, Twitch** “Could’cha not do that?”
Xavier took a moment to gather himself and did a quick scan of Ranma’s mind. And despite the change of body Ranma’s mind was unchanged. ‘I knew he would be interesting, but not in such a manner.’ He cleared his throat and looked at Ranma. “Well then, I suppose this IS somewhat odd... Is there an... explanation for this?”
Ranma sighed and shook her head. “Yeah, but first... can someone get me some hot water?”
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