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anythingdrabbleTitle: Nothing
Fandom: X-Men
Characters/Pairings: Jubilee, Storm, Shogo
Word Count: 500
Rating: G/K
Summary: Two friends remind Jubilee that she is much more than she is in the current moment.
"I don't know why you had to let it rain today," Jubilee gently teases her friend.
Ororo smiles, and it is good to see her smile. How long has it been since the X-Women just went out for a stroll or a shopping spree, just them? How long has it been since they did anything just them? For that matter, how long has it been since one of her greatest role models smiled and laughed with her and did not seem at all wary of the creature she has become?
"Into every life, Jubilation, some rain must fall."
So it's not because of her inability to go out into the sun that Ororo's allowing the rain? She's surprised and still contemplating when children suddenly run out before them, splashing through puddles. Jubilee has avoided the puddles all day, but now she finds herself looking down into the water -- where Ororo's and Shogo's reflections are, but her own is completely absent.
She stops moving and is staring at the distinct lack of her own reflection when Shogo gurgles and grabs her hair and yellow hood. The baby is so sweet, so utterly adorable, and throughout all of this, even when she has not trusted herself, he has trusted her. In the puddle at her feet, she sees Amazonian Storm, tall, beautiful, and regal as always, and what appears to be a floating baby, grabbing nothing with playful hands.
But she is not a nothing. She is very, very much real and alive. They are working on a cure. Her team will come through. Her family will come through -- they always do.
Shogo's small hands grab her cheeks, bringing her face down closer to his, demanding her attention. The thought that she should perhaps give Shogo to someone who can be more trusted with the child -- someone more... human, or at least, mutant -- has weighed heavily upon her since she was bitten, and she knows there are those who do not think she is fit to be his mother, even before she was turned. She glances to Ororo, who has led the X-Men for so long and even reigned over her own tribe and an entire country.
She's surprised to find her smiling at her. "He wants your attention, momma," she tells her in that soft, reassuring lilt of hers. The woman has always been a role model for every female who has worn the X after her, and even Jean, Jubilee knows from prior conversations, has at times envied how regal, responsible, and utterly in control Ororo always seems.
Shogo's pulling on her face and hair, and finally Jubilee caves, leaning her face into his and softly nuzzling the laughing baby. She is not a nothing, and she is so much more than the monster this world has tried so hard to make her! She has a family, she is loved, and the bad moments of this moment will pass just as the rain is already beginning to do.
The End
Fandom: X-Men
Characters/Pairings: Jubilee, Storm, Shogo
Word Count: 500
Rating: G/K
Summary: Two friends remind Jubilee that she is much more than she is in the current moment.
"I don't know why you had to let it rain today," Jubilee gently teases her friend.
Ororo smiles, and it is good to see her smile. How long has it been since the X-Women just went out for a stroll or a shopping spree, just them? How long has it been since they did anything just them? For that matter, how long has it been since one of her greatest role models smiled and laughed with her and did not seem at all wary of the creature she has become?
"Into every life, Jubilation, some rain must fall."
So it's not because of her inability to go out into the sun that Ororo's allowing the rain? She's surprised and still contemplating when children suddenly run out before them, splashing through puddles. Jubilee has avoided the puddles all day, but now she finds herself looking down into the water -- where Ororo's and Shogo's reflections are, but her own is completely absent.
She stops moving and is staring at the distinct lack of her own reflection when Shogo gurgles and grabs her hair and yellow hood. The baby is so sweet, so utterly adorable, and throughout all of this, even when she has not trusted herself, he has trusted her. In the puddle at her feet, she sees Amazonian Storm, tall, beautiful, and regal as always, and what appears to be a floating baby, grabbing nothing with playful hands.
But she is not a nothing. She is very, very much real and alive. They are working on a cure. Her team will come through. Her family will come through -- they always do.
Shogo's small hands grab her cheeks, bringing her face down closer to his, demanding her attention. The thought that she should perhaps give Shogo to someone who can be more trusted with the child -- someone more... human, or at least, mutant -- has weighed heavily upon her since she was bitten, and she knows there are those who do not think she is fit to be his mother, even before she was turned. She glances to Ororo, who has led the X-Men for so long and even reigned over her own tribe and an entire country.
She's surprised to find her smiling at her. "He wants your attention, momma," she tells her in that soft, reassuring lilt of hers. The woman has always been a role model for every female who has worn the X after her, and even Jean, Jubilee knows from prior conversations, has at times envied how regal, responsible, and utterly in control Ororo always seems.
Shogo's pulling on her face and hair, and finally Jubilee caves, leaning her face into his and softly nuzzling the laughing baby. She is not a nothing, and she is so much more than the monster this world has tried so hard to make her! She has a family, she is loved, and the bad moments of this moment will pass just as the rain is already beginning to do.
The End
