MHA #10- Saturday morning

[throughaphase]

Kitty had had a great week. Getting to spend a ridiculous amount of time in bed with a hot boyfriend and not having anything to feel bad about at the end of it? She was all for that. That said, it was a relief to wake up with said hot boyfriend and feel normal again. What could she say, she liked her brain and liked having it not fogged up constantly. Also, she sort of needed a break, ow.

In the name of doing normal, non-sexy things, Kitty was starting with breakfast. She'd never really tried to cook cook to know or care if she was any good at it, but she could pour pancake mix into a pan and flip it when it was solid. She could also put up coffee and call it multitasking. And okay, part of her good mood had to do with the last few days, but that didn't mean she wasn't ruling this morning like a champ.


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[alurkingphase.livejournal.com]

Well, she better have made enough pancakes to share. That's all Petra was gonna say.

But first? She had to knock on the door to get in. Because this was more time travel weirdness and when she helped the X-Men, it always ended in someone nearly being killed. This time it was hopefully ending in pancakes.

[throughaphase]

Unless there was a party or something, Kitty only ever got one person knocking at the door. So, just a tiny bit confused and assuming it was a salesperson or something, she made sure nothing was going to burn up her kitchen if she left for a second and went to answer the door.

"Hi," she said.

[alurkingphase.livejournal.com]

"Hi!" Petra replied, happy to a see a younger, but still familiar face. "You don't know me yet, but I'm your daughter."

A beat.

"Surprise!"

See what growing up with the X-Men does to a kid? Do you see?

[throughaphase]

Kitty paused.

"...I don't know how this doesn't happen more often," she said, opening the door wider to let her in.

[alurkingphase.livejournal.com]

"At least you're not a Summers," Petra pointed out, slipping past her into the apartment.

[throughaphase]

"Tell me about it," Kitty said, closing the door and looking her over. "So... what am I missing here?"

And because she was from the X-Men, it didn't strike her that this was just that thing that happened in Fandom rather than a kid from the future showing up and pulling her into some big plot.

[alurkingphase.livejournal.com]

"Phoenix Force," Petra said, waggling her fingers. "Oh! Or do you mean how I got here? Because I was hoping you'd know that one."

[so_hawkward]

Clint woke up to the smell of the coffee and yeah, it was kind of nice to only be thinking about how hungry he was, and not about more distracting things. It had been a really nice week though - a little nicer than he was comfortable thinking about in bed, so he got up, threw clothes back on, and went to see what Kitty was up to. "Good morning. You look like you've been busy."

[throughaphase]

"Productive. The word is productive," she said, giving him a kiss hello and being really proud of herself that it wasn't a full-on makeout. She liked having self-control again.

[so_hawkward]

Clint would never admit that he was a little sore in certain places, but he was a little sore in certain places, so a sweet, chaste kiss was awfully nice. "If I go along with productive, does that mean I get some pancakes?" he asked.

[throughaphase]

"That's how it works," Kitty agreed. "Because today's being interesting and pancakes will make it a little easier."

[so_hawkward]

"No, interesting isn't allowed, because I'm not awake enough for that," Clint said, pouring himself some coffee. "I thought the interesting had stopped."

[throughaphase]

"It's a different interesting," Kitty said, spatula-ing some pancakes onto a plate. "Because this town has problems."

[so_hawkward]

"What kind of problems?" Clint said, being good and drinking the coffee from his cup instead of just taking the whole carafe.

[alurkingphase.livejournal.com]

"Hi," Petra gave Clint a small wave, totally used to Avengers at the table. Okay, normally it was just X-Men, but still.

[so_hawkward]

"Uh, hi?" Clint said, suddenly grateful he'd put on pants and a shirt this morning.

[alurkingphase.livejournal.com]

"I'm Petra." Just as an FYI. "I'm from the future," she added with a little 'what can you do' shrug.

[so_hawkward]

"Oh." He'd almost been here long enough that that wasn't a completely surprising thing to hear. "Are you a friend of Kitty's in the future?"

[alurkingphase.livejournal.com]

"Oh, no. I'm her kid." Couldn't you tell from their looks?

[ahawkwardphase]

Sometimes Lexi really wished she could phase. Like when she was standing outside a door that wasn't unlocked. Now she had to knock- like so- and wait for someone to open it for her.

There was even a little, "Hellooooo?" just so people knew there was an adorable little girl out here waiting for them.

[so_hawkward]

Clint was tempted to ignore the knock until he heard the hello. Potentially small children were something he couldn't ignore, and when he opened the door, he couldn't help but smile. Curse the adorableness of kids. "Hi there. Can I help you?"

[ahawkwardphase]

Lexi blinked, a little confused by that, but she could roll with it. He was probably just joking. "Yes," she said. "Five bucks and a hug, please."

[so_hawkward]

"You can earn your own five bucks, and haven't you been told to not hug strangers?" Clint asked.

[ahawkwardphase]

"You're not a stranger, you're my dad," Lexi pointed out.

She was going to start thinking he'd been memory-wiped soon.

[so_hawkward]

Clint didn't know why he'd assumed only Kitty would have a kid running around, and something a little like terror clenched in his stomach. "Right, of course I am," he said. "So, I'm not a stranger, just a little strange. Do you, uh, still want that hug?"