It had been a brilliant idea. Jubilee was going to unleash a goat in the mansion. She had worked hard to make sure that nobody (except for fellow pranksters who would think it was a hilarious idea) would find out about it. And that was really hard to do in a house full of telepaths ( Read more... )

Jubilee and Paige had been talking about going shopping ever since Paige had gotten back. And really, it needed to be done. Even if Jubilee seriously did not get the whole Warren thing, it meant that Paige had almost unlimited credit access, and Jubilee was a tiny bit short at the moment, so a shopping trip had to happen ( Read more... )

Jubilee was a really good gymnast. They used to say that she was good enough that maybe she could have gone to the Olympics. Maybe she could have even won the gold ( Read more... )

Jubilee set down the phone, trying not to panic at what she had just been told. Bastion was back. He was supposed to be dead. He wasn’t supposed to be able to hurt anyone ever again ( Read more... )

Jubilee wanted her teammates to respect her. She wanted them to see her as one of the team. As one of them. She knew that she wasn’t as good a fighter, she didn’t have as much experience as they did, she wasn’t as old as they were ( Read more... )

Here are the rules ( Read more... )

1. First Name: Jubilation. Don't call me that. Unless you're Beast. Otherwise, I'll paf you ( Read more... )

“Why do you hate us?”
”Because you were born.”Jubilee would always remember that encounter with the Friends of Humanity. Their answer to that simple question had nearly convinced her that Professor Xavier’s dream was an impossibility - humans and mutants would never be able to coexist. She had thought about giving up - going into hiding. Spending ( Read more... )

Everything changes. Jubilee knew that. She’d seen so many changes over the course of her (relatively short, at least compared to Wolverine) life, that she shouldn’t be that surprised that when she got back from trying to find herself, things were different ( Read more... )

Jubilee could not sleep. She had been lying in bed, staring at the ceiling for what seemed like hours. She rolled over and glanced at the clock. It was three in the morning, so she really had been staring at the ceiling for hours ( Read more... )