I don't own the Buffyverse, the X-Men comic universe, or the X-Men movie universe.Summary:
Dawn and Rogue come up with an interesting way to get around the problem of Rogue's powers.Joe's Note:
Just a random bit of geekdom-induced fun. Leech is really in the comics, and will be popping up in the third X-Men movie. So no, he's not a deus ex machina.
Scott Summers was deep in thought as he wandered the second floor of Xavier’s School for the Gifted. First Jean had died at Alkali Lake to save them all. Then he’d found out that his cousin Buffy had died, and that sometime before that her mother had died but nobody had thought to notify him. And while that was bad enough, for some reason his Uncle Hank had decided to leave Dawn in his custody. His! He didn’t know anything about being a parent!
It had taken a while for the two of them to come to an agreement, but Dawn had eventually settled in well enough, both as a student of the school and as… well, legally she was his daughter now, but they had decided to treat each other more as big brother and little sister. That had been roughly three years ago. She was about to graduate high school with one of the highest GPAs in the school, and had told him the week before that she’d decided to stay on to help teach the younger students.
And now she was missing. Well, not really. She hadn’t shown up for their usual Saturday lunch, but Xavier had assured him that she was in the mansion. ’Was it just me, or was he smirking when he told me that?’
A strange sight greeted him as he turned the corner and entered one of the hallways that held the girls’ dormitories. A small green boy was sitting in front of one of the doors, headphones on and whistling along to whatever he was listening to. Walking over, he crouched in front of the boy and tapped him on the shoulder gently. The boy started and opened his eyes, quickly pulling off his headphones. “Leech,” Scott asked, “what are you doing?”
“Leech is making money!” the boy replied. “Miss Dawn and Miss Rogue are paying Leech to sit here!”
Scott furrowed his brow, staring up at the door. Sure enough, it was Rogue’s room he was sitting in front of. “What do you mean they’re paying you to sit there?”
The eleven-year old shrugged. “Miss Dawn said that Leech needed to practice his powers, but that…” Scrunching up his brow, he continued, “’Positive reinforcement yields positive results?’ Leech doesn’t know what that means, but Leech does know he’s being paid $50 an hour to sit here and practice!” Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out two crisp $50 bills.
Sticking his hand into his pocket, Scott removed his wallet and opened it. Sure enough, a hundred dollars was missing. Deciding that it’d be easier to deal with Dawn than Leech, he replaced his wallet in his pocket and rolled the situation back and forth in his mind. Dawn and Rogue were in Rogue’s room. They were paying Leech to sit here and use his powers. Leech could generate a null field that disabled all mutant powers in a twenty-foot bubble around him. ’What could they possibly be doing that would require them to pay Leech for help?’
A faint moan drifted through the wall just as the pieces clicked into place in Scott’s head, and he flushed darkly. He’d always wondered why Dawn had turned down the advances of almost every boy in the school… and now he knew why. He debated stopping them, but shrugged. Dawn was almost 18 and Rogue was also a legal adult. Maybe talking to Dawn later and finding out what was going on before he made a decision would be a better idea?
Mind made up, he smiled at Leech. “Why don’t you put those headphones back on and keep practicing?” he suggested. “I’ll see you tonight at dinner.”
Leech nodded and pulled his headphones back on and then Scott stood back up. Retracing his steps, he descended the staircase to the first floor just as Logan was coming up. “Did you find her?” Logan asked. “Don’t suppose you’ve seen Rogue, either? I remember she wanted to help me next time I had to do work on my bike.”
Scott snorted. “You mean my bike?” he shot back. The two of them still didn’t see eye-to-eye, but they had helped each other get over the events of Alkali Lake and had come to mutually respect each other. “And yes, I found both of them. But I don’t think Rogue’s going to be helping you this afternoon.” Logan looked at him oddly, and Scott said, “Let’s see if Kitty’s around and find something for her to do to make sure she stays downstairs for now, and then I’ll help you with the bike.”
“Why does Kitty have to stay away from her room?” Logan asked. Then he put the pieces together: two missing girls, occupied room. He smirked. “Well, I guess one of them finally figured something out. Good for them. Lord knows I wouldn't date a girl for five months if I wasn't getting some.”
Scott blinked. “They're dating and you knew?” Logan just tapped one finger against his nose, and Scott shook his head. “And you couldn’t have warned me?” Then he remembered who he was talking to. “Right. Well, let me got take care of Kitty and I’ll meet you in the garage.”
Upstairs, Dawn Summers lifted her mouth from her girlfriend’s chest and looked around. “Did you hear something?” she asked.
Rogue just shook her head. “Leech isn’t old enough to figure out what we’re doing, and he has headphones on anyways. Now quit stalling or we’ll have to find more money,” she teased.
Laughing, Dawn stretched up and pressed her lips against Rogue’s. “I still can’t believe it took us this long to figure it out. Leech has been here since before I got here.”
“Well, Bobby and I never thought of it either,” Rogue reminded her. “And I’ve been waiting for this for months. Less talk, more fun.”