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JUDE:

“I’m not going to respect anyone who uses the word ‘youths’ seriously,” The girl giggled. It seemed like an odd statement from her, the girl who respected her father before anything else, but that was part of what made it so amusing. It was only because the bond between them was so deep that arguments could become explosive. “What’s your new classroom like? Please tell me you at least got rid of the stupid posters,” she commented before joking rolling her eyes. “You’re not gonna do anything because you know Mom would take my side,” She shrugged, her bond with Emma just as shakeable as the one with him. “And even then I could always go to Jean,” There could be no doubt that her whole parenting situation officially sucked, but it did have it’s upside sometimes. “Maybe you just need to try and improving your jokes,”

“What would you have me say instead? ‘Child’? ‘Small person’? ‘Youngling’?” Scott carried on, getting a little more enthusiastic with each awful term he could come up with. It was nice to see Jude with a giggle and a smile once again.In all honesty he wasn’t sure he would have been able to see it again, following the whole debacle. but that seemed to be ancient history at this point. She was giggling and smiling again, so he could only hope that was the case. “It’s awful,” He started with a blatant sigh.  “The posters are back up, I’ll have you know. You sound just like Emma, honestly, what is wrong with my posters, kid?” He pulled a face briefly before nodding in agreement. “Yeah, I can’t deny that. She’d choose you over me any day. Same with Jean, no doubt.” He hadn’t expected her to bring Jean up, at least not without some form of insult attached, so there was a genuine smile that graced the male’s lips. “Maybe you need to be less picky.”

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JUDE:

“Speak for yourself old man, some of us at least have part of our life together… I don’t know which part it is granted but still,” The girl laughs and giggles with the pain from earlier in the day ultimately forgotten. Had Scott been anyone else, perhaps even Emma, he would have been subjected to the impressive length of time for which Jude could hold a grudge, but she could never stay mad at him for too long. “What? Are you going to ground me? Because I seriously think that stops working when you reach seventeen,” she comments before rolling her eyes. “You are a terrible person and your jokes are even worse,” Jude laughs her mouth now full of food. She might say such things, but she felt the opposites. Everyone else could keep their dads, she wasn’t about to trade Scott away for anything.

“Ouch, you wanna have some respect for your old man? Honestly, the nerve of you youths today is ridiculous,” Scott shook his head in disbelief, the teasing and playfulness still abundant in the air. With everything that was going on, the attack on the school, Jude being hospitalised, having to restart everything over, Jude hating him was still his biggest priority and one he would not let slip. Of course, he had been a teenager once too, so he understood exactly why she was angry but that didn’t mean he would allow it. “Not quite, there are worse ways that’ll soon become apparent, you’ll see.” He said with a smirk, when he was sure that both Jude and himself knew nothing would come of it anyway. “You can call me a bad person, but don’t you dare consider insulting my jokes like that.”

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JEAN:

Jean tilted her head, smiling as she observed her friend. He was like family to her, at this point (and not just because they shared a child together), no matter what. And what was family about, if not a little teasing here and there?

“I won’t, as long as I don’t get into your mind and witness all the annoyance.” She smiled at the man. “Unless I persuade a colleague of mine to switch places. With a little trick or two.” It was all playful (maybe she was just trying to ignore the voices in her head, and the headaches it caused. Was she getting close to her edge again?), and she did so as she looked around the classroom again, pretending to evaluate it. “Like you. Since you seem to unsuccessfully fit in here, and I just walk into the place on a random basis. Clearly, I’m meant to be here.”

“I wouldn’t recommend that,” he rolled his eyes again, this time with an amused sigh. “Even if this place isn’t exactly how it used to be, but it’s still a hell lot better than anyone else can try to remake.” Why little things mattered more than the bigger picture he would never know, but it was always the little things the male kept a closer hold of.That’s why the few amount of true friends he had, including Jean, mattered the world and more to him. “Maybe you should just take my job and be done with it, hm? You’re probably more qualified than I’d ever be.”

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JEAN:

Jean couldn’t help but laugh as Scott spoke. It was just what she needed now; something light. Something simple, something to joke about. And maybe to many Scott wasn’t the go-to person for that. But to her; she knew him better than anyone. And she could go to him for anything. After everything the two of them had gone through, it was only but natural.

“How long did it take you to get everything in your class in order?” She wasn’t teasing him; it was a genuine question. “It makes me almost happy to start here just now.”

There were very few people Scott could relax around, Emma, his kids, his brother and Jean.  Granted even when he was relaxed he was never exactly warm and fluffy but he was as close to it as he was ever going to get. And it was calming to be able to relax every now and then, even for just a moment. 

“You say that as if it’s correct the way it is now,” he let out a sigh and rolled his eyes. “You say that, give it a week or two and you’ll be saying the exact opposite, I guarantee it.”

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JEAN:

Jean smiled a little. She wasn’t one to ever really pay attention to Scott’s commands when it came to this; if he didn’t want company, she’d be there, to sit next to him with her head on his shoulder. And she was ever in the same situation, she knew she could count on him, too.

Walking deeper into the room, she sat down opposite him, on the other side of his desk before taking a look around. “I can’t picture you taking lightly to it.” She spoke with a light, teasing tone before she focused back on the man. 

There probably wasn’t a word to describe the bond the two shared, having gone through thick and thin together since the very beginning formed something very strong between them. There wasn’t many people Scott held respect for, but Jean was definitely one of them, needless to say. 

He leaned back into his chair and brought his hands behind his head as he relaxed for what felt like the first time in forever. “That’d be an understatement,” he let out a quick sigh. “Nothing’s where it should be. I get that it wouldn’t be a perfect replica, but it’s like they didn’t even try.”

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EMMA:

emma leaned against the desk in her favourite white gucci dress, her arms crossed against her chest. her eyes scanned the posters covering the walls, laughing under her breath as at their horrible motivational sayings. did anyone actually find these helpful ?

she feels his mind when he walks in. she doesn’t have to read it – not that she would without his permission – to know it’s him. “amazing job they did at rebuilding. almost looks like it wasn’t destroyed.” she tosses her hair over her shoulder and turns to look at him.

“the therapist says we should start voicing our opinions. it’s selfish, i KNOW it sounds selfish but i hate how you put the safety of the world before me.”

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he wasn’t entirely surprised as he turned the corner into his classroom and saw emma. it wasn’t the first time and it definitely wouldn’t be the last as far as he could tell. he made his way over to lean against one of the desks opposite her with an exhausted sigh.

scott’s gaze rested evenly on the blonde, always and forever captivated by her beauty as he let out a heavy exhale. “it’s still not the same though, is it? look close enough and it doesn’t have the same cracked and burned charm.” he raised a brow with pursed lips as his gaze shifted around the room briefly.

“it’s not selfish, emma. that’s the NORMAL thing to feel and -- you’re right. i’m sorry. i guess it’s the way my stupid brain’s wired, save the world and all that. but you’re still important to me, don’t ever doubt that.”

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JEAN:

Jean smiled a little, focusing on the familiar voice. It pulled her out of the corner he had dragged herself into, bringing her mind back to clarity. The voices were still there, but it was better; it felt controlled, almost. For now, at least.

“I’m alright.” She nodded, closing the door behind her, her smile remaining. “I went to the wrong class again, didn’t I? You’d think I’d start paying attention.”

Scott sat up in the chair with a single nod in her direction. If it were a student or Logan or anyone he didn’t particularly like, he probably would have sent them on their way without a second thought. 

“Nah, you’re good, don’t worry about it,” he shrugged before placing his pen down beside his notepad and pointed his attention in her direction. “The rooms are slightly disordered all over the place since it got rebuilt. It happens more often than you’d think.”

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JUDE:

“See that depends totally on who you ask… because we for example are totally bias,” She shrugs knowing full well that they were both joking. She knew the early years couldn’t have been easy, the girl herself having far too many memories of being left with the rest of the x-men then she perhaps should have, but she loved him for it never the less. The girl then rolls her eyes. She adored her family despite how twisted it seemed to outsiders.Jude gropes behind her for her pillow, deciding that it is a suitable weapon to use against her father before hitting him with it once over his head. “Stop with the stupid jokes,” She criticises even as she laughs. “Yeah it is, even if my annoyance was totally justified,”

“Yeah, anyone else would probably take one look at us and say we’re both a mess,” He couldn’t stop the full blown smile on his lips this time around. Everyone knew it, their family was complicated and messy, granted, but it still worked and it was their family that stuck together through thick and thin and have always had each other’s backs. And it was that which Scott was proud of more than anything. Scott quickly threw his hands up to absorb the blow to the best of his abilities but still found himself getting hit in the head. “Oh, you wait until you’re fully recovered, missy,” he shook his head in disbelief, still not bothering to hide the amusement on his face. “I can’t deny that, but ice-uppose these noodles make up for it?”

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ELSA:

“I mean, yeah. I’ve always loved the holidays.” She almost forgot how terrible he was at small talk. “By the way, I saw Jean today.”

“Good, because your mother and sister are driving me insane, you can take over for a few,” he chuckled lightly. “Oh? Yeah -- uh, how’d that go?”

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JUDE:

The young woman let out a giggle then. “You should have asked yourself that as you were raising me,” Jude replied with a smirk as she started to eat the noodles he had brought her. The dynamic between them meant such teasing was fair game, even though Jude would have never spoken to Emma or Jean in such a manor. “Good. Though I think a massive mess may be a better description,” She nodded confidently. The last thing the girl wanted was to lose was her father, the man meant far too much to her. The younger then cringed at her father’s comment “Was that a frost pun, because that would be a new low even for you,” For Jude there was no real challenge between Emma and Jean, one of them had raised her after all, but she called Jean Mother to keep the adults in her life happy. “She would have said this whole thing was stupid,” It was a statement rather than a conversation point, her relationship with her Mother was different after all.

Scott held his hands up in defence as a mockingly pained expression took over his features.“Woah now, I thought I did a pretty decent job as it is. You turned out semi-alright, did you not?” It was true, as far as he thought. After Jean was gone and it was just him, he wasn’t the best of father and definitely didn’t make the best of calls, relying on his friends to help him for the most part but he was proud of her and how she turned out. “Still think that’s a little understatement but yeah, you’re right, kiddo.” He had never thought in a million years this was where Scott Summers had figured he would be as a youth, nevertheless how messy it was. “What? No? It’s cold of you to assume so,” this time he grinned at his awful pun. “It is pretty stupid though isn’t it? Us arguing? Yeah.”

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CHRISITAN:

“Scott Summers unless you are Raven pulling a prank on me. She did threaten me with turning into mom. Naked.” Too much information perhaps but teasing his father was his favorite job. “You mean when I fall in love and want to start a family? Didn’t really work out for you, did it?" 

“She did always have a way with threats. Yes, very -- very distinct to others,” Scott rolled his eyes with a stifled laugh. “Woah now, that’s hardly appropriate is it? You wouldn’t be here if it didn’t work out.”

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JEAN:

Jean could hear everything and everything all at once, leaving her unfocused and distracted. She was good at what she did; she knew how to block it all off, but she simply couldn’t bring herself to do it. In that chaos, there was always some sort of peace.

But it had it’s disadvantages. Opening the door, she really wasn’t expecting anyone to stand in the room, making her jump when she finally came into realization.

“Oh! I didn’t see you there! I’m sorry-”

Scott had been trying to figure out some last minute changes to his lesson plan as he sat in the empty room. Near enough everywhere else had been occupied and he couldn’t find the peace and solitude that he loved so much. He was about half way through the alterations when his attention was diverted towards the door. 

“No harm done,” he looked up with a small smile on his face. “You look a little flustered --- You alright?”

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ELSA:

While trying, and failing, to write a paper, Elsa thought playing around with her powers could be fun. She let a bolt of electricity flow between her fingertips, completely ignoring the computer screen. She looked up when she heard the door open. 

“Oh, hi. Everything okay?”

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“Yeah, everything’s good, it’s good,” Scott stood in the doorway of his daughter’s room with his hand resting against it. “I just figured I’d check in because your door was open and stuff. You uh -- you excited for the holidays?”

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SAMI:

“Not always but ok this time I do. Can I have an extension on an assignment and if my mom mentions something about being late meeting her can you say its because I was asking you a question?“ She asked with a hint of a smile. “I kind of have to, he helped raise me and if agreed with you, he would feel betrayed.“

“There it is, I thought this was too good to be true,” he nodded slowly with an amused smile playing at his lips. “I’ll give you an extra week -- if you agree with me instead of your dad. Sure thing, kiddo. I’m sure she’ll be fine but I’ll say something if she does.”

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JUDE:

Jude rolled her eyes at the familiar feeling. She had come to the conclusion her father would likely still be ruffling her hair when she was forty. The girl then let out a fake gasp “You mean to say that I have to share… With a whole other person,” The sound of her giggles gave her away but that didn’t make the scene any less entertaining. Jude nodded as he spoke once more. He had a point, she really did love the rest of her family. Emma, Elsa and the twins but Scott was the one who had always been at her side. “I just don’t want you to think I secretly hate you or something. Our family is messy enough at this point,” The girl then nudges him slightly with her shoulder “Y’know,” She spoke after a moment. “If I was Emma I’d say something sassy about the two of us getting sappy… It’s a good job I’m not my Mother,”

It was always the little things between the two that went the furthest. The bad dad jokes, the teasing, the hair ruffling, the bad movie nights with take out, their understanding of each other -- all of it went around the world and back and anyone could see just how strong their bond was. “With a whole other person,” he repeated her words with an eyebrow raise and a small nod, confirming the exaggerated disaster. “However will you survive in today’s economy, huh?” You wouldn’t have thought a few moments ago they were fighting probably what would have been one of the worst conflicts they’d ever found themselves in, but that again just showed their significance to one another. “That’d be the understatement of the year, but don’t worry you’re safe,” he nodded and let out a breathy laugh at her statement. Mother, mom -- it was all a blur between where Jean and Emma both stood and Scott felt like he needed a dictionary for it half the time. “Oh, well it’s definitely a good job you’re not and she doesn’t have to know. She’s too cool for us as it is.”

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JAYCE:

Jayce walked around school, looking down at the little orbit of metals she was controlling in her hands. She had managed to mesmerize herself, though briefly. She hadn’t realized how close she had gotten to someone until she walked into them.

“Shit, sorry! I didn’t see you.” She apologized sheepishly as the metals came crashing to the floor.

“Don’t be sorry --,” Scott held his hands out to steady the girl as they collided. In all honesty, he hadn’t entirely been paying attention either. “Are you okay? Nothing broken? Those okay?”