Time Travel Thing
Title: Time Travel Thing
Fandom: X-Men
Characters: Jean-Paul/Victor, and a couple of OCs
Prompt: 2. Amused
Word Count: 314
Rating: PG
Summary: It’s a time travel thing.
Author’s Notes: Sequel to Decorating.
“Oh my God, Chris! Baby you is, like, the most adorable thing in the history of ever!”
Christopher Summers released a bone weary sigh and pinched the bridge of his nose. “That’s nice, Effie. Now, if you’re done proclaiming my cuteness as a child, will you please return to fixing the Chrono Displacer?”
“What happened to make you stop being cute? Anole, man, you’ve gotta make sure nothing crawls up Chris’ butt and dies, for the sake of the X-Men!” Effie said, handing the baby back to Victor.
The reptilian mutant decided that the best way to keep from actually laughing was to not look at the indignant scion of the Summers clan. “I’ll do my best,” he informed the green skinned cyberkinetic.
“It’s genetic,” Jean-Paul said ruefully. “He gets it from his father, you see.”
“I see today is ‘Pick on Christopher Day’,” Chris said. “I’ll be happy to let it happen if Elphaba would do what she promised to do an hour ago.”
“Elphaba?” Jean-Paul snorted. “Your parents must have hated you.”
Effie shrugged. “I’m used to it. Better get cute Chris out of here before Mean Chris decides to screw with my mind.”
“Aww…” Victor mock-pouted at Chris.
“Come on,” Jean-Paul said, laying a hand on Victor’s shoulder. “We need to return Christopher to his mother.
“Yeah, yeah. Well, as far as time-travelers go, you two have been pretty cool. See ya around.” Victor waved baby Christopher’s arm at the two future X-Men as Jean-Paul ushered them out of the room.
“I notice,” Chris drawled after a few moments, “a distinct lack of a little version of you that I can torment you with.”
Effie snorted. “I won’t meet them for another year. My biological parents are still alive.”
“Not going to pay them a visit? Warn them?”
“I don’t even remember them, Chris.”
Fandom: X-Men
Characters: Jean-Paul/Victor, and a couple of OCs
Prompt: 2. Amused
Word Count: 314
Rating: PG
Summary: It’s a time travel thing.
Author’s Notes: Sequel to Decorating.
“Oh my God, Chris! Baby you is, like, the most adorable thing in the history of ever!”
Christopher Summers released a bone weary sigh and pinched the bridge of his nose. “That’s nice, Effie. Now, if you’re done proclaiming my cuteness as a child, will you please return to fixing the Chrono Displacer?”
“What happened to make you stop being cute? Anole, man, you’ve gotta make sure nothing crawls up Chris’ butt and dies, for the sake of the X-Men!” Effie said, handing the baby back to Victor.
The reptilian mutant decided that the best way to keep from actually laughing was to not look at the indignant scion of the Summers clan. “I’ll do my best,” he informed the green skinned cyberkinetic.
“It’s genetic,” Jean-Paul said ruefully. “He gets it from his father, you see.”
“I see today is ‘Pick on Christopher Day’,” Chris said. “I’ll be happy to let it happen if Elphaba would do what she promised to do an hour ago.”
“Elphaba?” Jean-Paul snorted. “Your parents must have hated you.”
Effie shrugged. “I’m used to it. Better get cute Chris out of here before Mean Chris decides to screw with my mind.”
“Aww…” Victor mock-pouted at Chris.
“Come on,” Jean-Paul said, laying a hand on Victor’s shoulder. “We need to return Christopher to his mother.
“Yeah, yeah. Well, as far as time-travelers go, you two have been pretty cool. See ya around.” Victor waved baby Christopher’s arm at the two future X-Men as Jean-Paul ushered them out of the room.
“I notice,” Chris drawled after a few moments, “a distinct lack of a little version of you that I can torment you with.”
Effie snorted. “I won’t meet them for another year. My biological parents are still alive.”
“Not going to pay them a visit? Warn them?”
“I don’t even remember them, Chris.”