[Open log]

[no_fun_allowed]

Who: Scott Summers and you!
Where: Mostly in the school but if you want him anywhere else just let me know
When: Afternoon
Warnings: Scott being ...Scott.
Prompts: 


[1. The mansion’s corridor, post mission]

The day started so normal, with a sunny day and regular classes, that Scott hadn’t been all that surprised when it all went to tell before the second period started. Because he had learned long ago that nice things were a luxury in their lives. And so, the x-men had been called to assist an anti-mutant protest in Portland that escalated into a riot. All things considered, it could have ended much worse. People were arrested and some got hurt but there had been no casualties and only relatively amount of property damage. The ‘no casualties’ on itself had been a miracle given how many of the riots had brought gun or knives with them.

And now that they were all back in the mansion, Scott was heading towards his room and trying to avoid Hank, still wearing the suit. The last thing he needed is to be dragged to the medbay, he was totally fine. Okay, yes, his ribs were a bit bruised but probably not broken, probably, and he was only limping because his knee took a hit after he pushed a civilian out of the way of a row of bullets. It was nothing a hot shower and some painkillers won’t fix, he’s had it worse in the past. If he can make it to his room, that’s it.

[2.The school’s kitchen | Later afternoon.]

If anybody happened to wander into the kitchen, they might find an uncommon sight. It wasn’t as if Scott didn’t like to cook, quite the opposite, it was that he hardly had the time. But Ororo’s birthday was tomorrow and he wanted to prepare something special for her.

Cooking was methodic, relaxing, and if you messed it up you could eat the evidence. To any observer it would also be clear that Scott knew his way around the kitchen, where to find the ingredients, pots or mold he needed. Ororo’s cake, a strawberry cream one, was now cooling on the counter, and Scott was flipping through cook book pages looking for an idea of what to do next.


[3. Open choice]

-Go an idea you want to play out? Feel free to write the starter.

Comments

fffff do it scott just reach out and ruffle the floof

[fulmini]

"Good to know I still maintain some semblance of fun when I'm older."

Thankfully, Ororo is one of the more patient X-Men, alongside Jean and Kurt, she imagines. Watching Peter and Jubilee constantly give Scott a hard time for being so uptight usually makes her shake her head, but maybe — after meeting him like this — it actually ends up being good for him.

Her eyebrows raise with bewilderment at being presented the cake, fingers lacing tighter across her thighs. She knows very well that she should wait until her birthday tomorrow, but ... "Thank you, Scott. It's a beautiful cake and I'd love to have a piece, except—" the weather-manipulator hesitates, glances away then abruptly brightens with an idea. "What if we make one that we can eat now and save this one for tomorrow still?" Something small and just for them because leaving the fancy cake for everyone seems fair in her opinion.

Of course, she doesn't wait for an answer before taking initiative by beginning to remove the jewelry decorating her hands and arms. "We all were— erm, are? I suppose we're still learning, but would you willingly go looking around for your younger self?"

dsjhads Don't tempt me, he bets it's really soft, but that's not appropriate

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"If you must know, you and Jubilee are the ones with the best sense of humor." Hank is nice too but less inclined to make jokes as the other, and he is...well, he's Scott Summers. He lost most of his sense of humor along the way while growing up. It's a little sad. Scott watches the emotions play on her face with curiosity, knowing far too well how tempting the cack looks yet understanding why she wants to wait. And how can he say no?

"I'd love a cooking partner. We could make something easier and quicker than a cake. What about some cookies?" He's already moving to the fridge to check if they have the necessary ingredients. "We had enver stopped learning, to be honest. And about my teen self, I know exactly where he might be hiding because there are only a few places where I felt really safe. I know he needs some time so I'll talk to him tomorrow or so."

When Scott turns carrying all they need, he's also holding a small bowl with strawberries. Those get offered to Ororo a moment later.

"I bought more strawberries than I could fit in the cake, do you want them? It would be a shame not to eat them now they're fresh. The cookies will still take a bit to be made."

what's a little hairfluffing between friends? this is totally fine rofl

[fulmini]

"Is that so? Hm, I'd imagined Peter would be included there." And maybe some people she has yet to meet, but she smiles fondly at the idea, grateful that whatever help the school has given will make her flourish. Plus, Scott's accepted her offer to assist with baking another cake-- there's another reason for enthusiasm!

"Cookies would be perfect. What kind, though?" She spares a glance around the area, hmmming quietly while Scott retrieves ingredients from the fridge. As he does that, Ororo sets about gathering utensils and bowls they'll need, stretching across the way to place them on the counter. "True," she admits, considering he's right. "I think that will be for the best, honestly."

Just when she's placing a whisk into one of the dishes, Scott is handing off strawberries, which Storm takes without hesitance. She nods, almost too vigorously. "Yes, thank you. They look great and as you said—" a pause so she can pick one up, take a quick bite then hum with delight before continuing, "There's no reason for them to go to waste."

Okay then, if she sure won't be offended he might be tempted

[no_fun_allowed]

"Peter's more on the troublesome side but you're right, he's not that bad." Scott had learned to appreciate and tolerate him more as years went by. They all had to grow old but it seems like growing up was optional for Peter.


"Chocolate ones? They're a classic but everyone loves them." More cakes always make everything better. Her surprise dessert is ruined but cooking together will be just as fun. Scott gives her a nod after that. Thinking about his younger self is still strange, so much had changed, but he wants to make sure they'll be okay coexisting.


"You're welcome." Another easy smile finds its way to his lips. It's sweet how something as simple as strawberry cheers her up. Ah, to be young again. He starts to preheat the oven and then walk Ororo through the first steps of the receipt, it's easy and entertaining, giving them time to chat. "How's the control of your powers? Yours always had been very impressive."

she might make a face but ... it'd be cute to her if scott did something affectionate like that

[fulmini]

"Peter has always been a troublemaker. He's the oldest out of all of us and he still acts like he's twelve." It's endearing in a way, though-- their eldest teammate keeping them young where it matters.

"As in chocolate chip or chocolate drop cookies? I think they'd both be good either way." Good thing Ororo's great at acting surprised. When the time comes, she'll play it cool and be absolutely shocked at the gorgeous cake Scott has made her, even if she'd already done that a few minutes ago.

With one strawberry down, she takes another, tucking it between her teeth while Scott explains what they'll be doing. Her head tips slightly, eyes flicking up to him and lips quirking when he asks about her powers. The free hand motions toward a large mixing bowl, fingers guiding the brief gust of wind around to urge it closer to them so she can grab it once it's within reach. "As always," Storm reassures.

Then if she sure won't mind too much...

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"Some things never change, no matter the age. But that isn't always bad."

He would agree that it was endearing in a way. Also necessary. The rest of them sometimes were too serious, too focussed on their jobs or mission to enjoy the life they so hard fought to keep safe.

"I was thinking about chocolate chips but I haven't done chocolate drop cookies in a while." And they're delicious, Scott can't get that out of his head now that Ororo has mentioned them. It probably shows in his face, even if his eyes are hidden. "Let's bake these."

Good girl. You do that, Ororo and you're guaranteed more cakes and cookies in your future. Scott laughs when she uses the wind to reach what she needs and then they easily fall into a comfortable team up in the kitchen, working on the ingredients and trying not to get on each other's way.

"You've never been anything less than exceptional so I am not surprised. Can you make snow already?"

not at all x)

[fulmini]

"No, it isn't. I would say it's good that at least one of us still has childish tendencies."

And that's exactly why Ororo thinks it's okay. Peter will always be a prankster in her eyes, no matter how much growing up he may (try to) do.

"We could always make both? That way we don't have to decide and we can save the leftovers for tomorrow." Or take them away to their rooms for snacks later. "But making just the chocolate drop cookies is fine with me, too." It saves on ingredients in the long run, despite the fact she'd enjoy having two types of cookies to hand out and all. Perhaps another time.

She likes to believe she can act well, regardless of whomever decides otherwise. For more treats, though? Storm will give her best performance yet-- their double-team on cookies aside, that is.

"You flatter me, Scott." She's smiling, nonetheless. "It's a work in progress, but—" Moving one hand off the bowl she was stirring, her palm upturns and the smallest snow flurry begins forming, raining tiny flakes down onto the counter, which she brushes off into the sink afterward.

Yay~

[no_fun_allowed]

"I think most of our actual students are more mature than we ever were at their ages." He's not sure why or if it's really for the best. He knows, however, that the children under Logan and his charge are more ready and less in danger than they were.

After all the things life has thrown and the x-men, they learned to be cautious with the more mundane things, like their home. Those often ended up being the most important things in the long run.

"Wise choice. Both it is, I like that idea better." Scott reaches out and ruffles her mohawk, smiling. "Thinking ahead like a true leader, uh?"

There had been difficult times in their past where he had needed a helping hand and Ororo had always shined when it came to decision making. Scott has no doubt that her younger self will be the same.

"You know I don't give compliments just because. Eh...well of you will realize that in the future, once you talk more to my younger self." Brief as they are, the view of the snow gets a wide smile out of him. "Very nice. Before you know it, you'll be able to make snowmen."

OH NO he did the thing ;; so cute

[fulmini]

"That's ... more than likely not wrong." In their defense, they were only the second group of X-Men to actually hold that title back in the eighties. Everyone before them had pretty much— well, died.

It's been a rough going, but seeing this Scott and knowing that she and other teammates are still moving forward give her a newfound confidence for the future.

She goes to respond, although the hand mussing up her mohawk makes her hesitate. It's not that she wouldn't expect an older person to do such a thing; the fact that it's Scott is what made her pause. Not for long, though, since she doesn't want him worrying she's offended or anything. "I thought you were in that position," she laughs wholeheartedly. "Have I stolen your job? Or risen up in rank?"

Because she imagines that as they get older, there will be more students, which means more groups that need looking after.

"I do. The younger you and I haven't conversed all that much, but I'm hoping to change that." Ororo softens, head inclining as she returns to stirring the bowl of ingredients. "I'm looking forward to that day."