dear_mun | Marvelously Unamused

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You can't possibly be serious.

I've been dragged to my future (and discovered every horrible thing that happens to me, including multiple deaths), been put on trial for crimes that I haven't even committed yet (though evidently I might in the future), and Scott just left us to go gallivanting around in space with his father.

And those are only the big things that have happened since being yanked out of my timeline.

But now you want to take me somewhere else? My powers just evolved in a way that they haven't before. I don't even understand it all that well. I'm not ready. You're not ready. And I can't - won't - leave my team behind. It's bad enough that Scott's deserted them, I won't do the same.

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At least you're committed.

I am. Especially after everything I've seen - the future that's been shown to me.

Though it seems like everyone has ideas on how to make that future different, to make sure that it doesn't happen.

Scott leaving. The mun looking to send me someplace else.

That's not what I want, though.

Well exactly what do ya want, Red?

...to prevent my future from happening.

But how can you stop the inevitable?

Not easily, but nothin's ever easy.

'Sides, yer already changin' it. And all I heard was you listin' off your problems.

Not problems. Just...how they're trying to prevent the future. Scott thinks that by running off into space, he can change things enough for our future to change.

And yes, I am changing it. What I did up there, when I was on trial, I've never done that. Apparently future-me had never done that either. So maybe...I don't know. I'm confused. Which is not a fun thing for a telepath to be.

And ya wanna be unconfused then, right? Should be your first priority anyway.

["Unconfused" is not a word Johnny.]

Unconfused...is that even a word? Does everyone abuse the English language in the future?...yes. Unconfused would be good. If at all possible.

Then get yourself unconfused. Problems are just bumps in the road.

Fair enough.

Wouldn't want to be you right now.

Join the club, Gamora.

Except for that part where I don't have a choice to be anybody else but me.

But. Hey. The Phoenix thing...that was all in the past. From where I'm standing right now, it technically already happened. I think. So. Maybe I don't really need to worry about all of it?

Or maybe I should do what Scott did and run away somewhere else.

Want another spunky redhead on your ship?

Maybe. [A pause.]

Sure, join the insanity.

I wouldn't exactly say he's off gallivanting around space, you know. He has an opportunity and as much as I'm not entirely sure I should have let him go, he does deserve this chance to spend some time with his dad.

Yes, he does. And that's a great, wonderful thing. But, his dad is from Earth. Scott didn't need to go running off into space. Mr. Summers could have stayed here on Earth with Scott for awhile.

I mean, I get it, Professor. He wants to prevent our horrible future from happening. I do too. More than anyone. No one should have to die and come back to life that many times. And don't even get me started on the whole lying-at-the-bottom-of-the-bay-in-a-cocoon thing.

What I'm saying is...Scott didn't have to run away to spend time with his dad.

And I'm not even getting into that whole thing where my entire family is dead. Except for my daughter.

I need telepath-strength Advil.

Well, I don't think I could help you with the telepath-strength Advil, but I've got some regular Advil and an ear if you need to vent? [And Kitty does look hopeful, even if she's not entirely sure that's going to help any. Jean's just been pulled through the wringer, after all...]

I'm not going to try that thing where I inadvertently make you feel like I'm ignoring whatever you're going through in order to defend Scott's decision, but I am going to gently remind you that you're both dealing with a lot. He needs the distance, Jean, and even if you don't realize it right now, you probably need it, too. It's not forever. Scott will be back, even if I have to bribe Peter Quill into taking me back up there to get him.

We have a school that could literally eat us and still no telepath-strength Advil? I need to have a conversation with Henry. Both of them.

Also, hey. Telepath. Peter Quill won't need any bribing from you, Professor.

Jokes aside...I know. I get it. I do. But that doesn't mean it doesn't hurt. I mean. The future's so scary that my...that Scott had to run away, almost.

I think what you probably need right now is a good night's sleep. Maybe a gigantic bowl of ice cream, too, but that could just be me. I definitely need a gigantic bowl of ice cream.

[Kitty turns bright red at that, reaching to tuck her hair behind her ear.] Shhh...

No, Jean. You're taking this far more personally than you should and I completely understand why, but the way I see it, I think... Scott's trying to give you your best chance at something... new. He wants you to be happy.

I've always been more of a pudding cup girl when it comes to needing comfort food, honestly. Chocolate, butterscotch, vanilla. Usually the three combined.

I've also seen that you seem to have a thing for people named Peter.

I know I am. Probably. It just...feels like everything is changing so fast, and I'm not at all prepared for it.

You sure you don't want to come back to the school? We'd be happy to help, even if it is weird eating next to a statue of yourself.

I'm sorry, Evan. I just...I can't be there. Less lives are threatened where I am right now versus being with you guys. I mean, sure, I was just kidnapped for some crazy cosmic trial, but no one was hurt.

What's weirder than the statue is picking up on how people at the school view you. Saint, monster, girl-who-can't-get-enough-sleep-so-she-consistently-kills-herself-to-catch-up.

It's awkward.

You can't attract more trouble than Quentin does.

I do understand that. It takes people a while to get past their preconceptions. But we can be pretty supportive if you give us a chance.

He does seem...special...doesn't he?

Maybe. Maybe one day, after I've gotten control of who I am now.

He's the most wanted of us all. But Broo's had people come after him and so have I, and the Hellfire Club and SHIELD are just after us in general. That's just part of being a mutant.

All right. Text me whenever you want. We've got to stick together, right?

[Sorry, tiny Jean, she's just staring for a second.]

You're so - [She stops, shakes her head.] Sorry.

You're in the future?

[It's cool, not-so-tiny Jean. She's staring too. Mostly because, until now, you were either just a faraway dream or a statue outside in the courtyard.]

Henry pulled us there. To see what sort of monster Scott becomes.

Seeing my - your - our future...that wasn't just icing. That was Baked Alaska.

[...What?] Scott? That's - no - I'm the monster.

[Wait, that can't be comforting.] Obviously, something went wrong.

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