[Well, Kurt's feel isn't wrong. There's a lot Scott isn't saying, some part of him that wants to be by himself right now too. But another part wants to show that he is okay, hide away that the thoughts of Thanksgiving and his deceased brother are even an issue. It's different than how he wants to avoid his parents because they're people he has to see everyday, friends, a second family. He doesn't want to make them worry about him and enjoy their holiday less.
That's why he keeps it in. It's easy to do if they talk about something, anything. Scott keeps the conversation going with a smile and a nod,]
Yeah! Me too. The best part is no school work. [Nothing like adding a joke in to cover him. Though the next part gives him pause.] Huh, no. I think I'll stay here. Professor X said we can train more if we want ... Why?
[Just wait a sec, Kurt. It'll dawn on him in 3, 2...]
[To be fair, little Blue will constantly worry about his friends, even if they insist that they're absolutely fine. A normal habit for someone who concerns themselves with the well-beings of others, he's sure.
And as much as he'd like to ask, he knows keeping quiet about the subject is best. Once he and Scott are more comfortable, maybe he can ask him, but for now, he'll focus on the important thing here: still attempting to make plans with his fellow mutant.]
I swear, I'm the only one that enjoys class these days, [he teases.] More training? That's always important, but ... [Isn't quite what he's getting at.
Good thing Scott's better at picking up on things than Kurt is.]
Oh, ja! I'd love to. As long as you're okay with it?
The part about Kurt being the only one to enjoy class does earn a small chuckle.] Yeah. Just about. [Because Kurt's enthusiasm hasn't worn thin like the average teenager yet. Nor has the blueberry's ability to understand something in another fashion. Scott shakes his head, waving his hand between them a bit.]
No, not exactly where I was going with that. I mean do something fun. Have some down time.
[Oh, see! He'd been sure he was misinterpreting what Scott had meant by 'kick it,' but didn't want to assume anything. Such things were included during games of soccer (as it was called in America) and other sports; he hasn't taken up any of those just yet, although some do seem interesting.]
I was going to make a joke. Something along the lines of, "As long as it isn't puppies!" I'm rather glad I held my tongue for once. [Kurt shakes his head, raises the free hand to cup over his eyes, barely shielding the spreading blush.]
Regardless, ja, I would like to [pause] kick it with you.
Huh, oh. You got me there, I guess. Glad I don't know where we can find puppies around here... [Is that too awkward to add? Probably. Scott is going to drop the terrible joke between them before someone like Jean reads their minds and calls them monsters.]
Cool, yeah. Wanna try grabbing the Atari before anyone else does?
[An inappropriate snort is Kurt's response to the joke, his hand immediately dropping to settle around his mouth.]
Wow, I— [ahem] I shouldn't have laughed at that. [He playfully narrows his gaze at Scott and shakes his head in a disapproving manner. God, but he's snickering, so what kind of person does that make him?
Yeah, it's good Jean or the Professor aren't around and that Scott's quick to switch the conversation to something more normal.] Absolutely!
[Inappropriate snort meet your best friend: inappropriate snort in turn. Scott's mouth crooks into a sheepish smile trying to push the reaction down as soon as it happens and shakes his head to get a hold of himself.]
No. It's my bad. I guess I really shouldn't have added more to the joke. [Not the he means it was a good joke! Dude, they should totally just forget about it now. It doesn't make them anything, but two dumb boys, yet.
Jesus. He's not even thinking of the Professor. Thank God for that.]
Consider it forgotten, [he asserts. Don't think he isn't taking note of that smile, though. Knowing he's made a joke — regardless of how horrible it is — that makes Scott happy gives him a warm, contented feeling. Maybe Peter was right about making people laugh.
'Dumb boys' seems like a perfect Jean response, whereas Charles seems more like the type to roll his eyes.
Adjusting the books in his arm again, Kurt does a neat heel-turn and begins to lead them toward the day room, an excited bounce to his step.] What game are we going to play?
Good. We can concentrate on some well deserved fun.
[Once they enter the day room, Scott's attention turn right to the Atari. Fortunately for them no one has taken it, though a few other students are milling around the pool table. Yes, he thinks.]
Looks like we have it all to ourselves. You tell me: Star Wars, Mario Bros., and Donkey Kong 3 are rad. There's more than that though.
[Enthusiastic as ever, Kurt zips on over to the game station, laying claim to it before any of the others decide they want to. He rids himself of the books and gets to work on setting everything up, pausing once they have to decide on a game.]
Let's start with Mario and work our way through? Maybe Donkey Kong next!
[His head turns, fangs and eyes still gleaming.] How does that sound?
[Good call. Scott can see Kurt's laid claim on the game station and has a handle one setting it up, so he makes himself comfortable on the couch, kicking up his feet on the ottoman.]
Sounds like a decent plan. Wouldn't be a game night if we didn't start with one of the better ones.
[He grins at when the blue guy turns back.] Just put the game in and we'll play.
[The noise that attempts to escape Kurt's mouth is far from appropriate; it's an almost squeak that he's able to stifle by turning and raising one hand to cup around his face. Too much excitement, apparently!
He clears his throat.] Ja, you bet!
[And so, he does, plucking up both controllers afterward, then moving over to sit next to Scott on the couch.] Hope it's okay if I sit next to you, [teases Blue, offering one of the remotes to the blast-wielder.]
[Hey, that makes two of them. They're boys, and enjoying games is to be expected. Which is why Scott adjusts himself comfortably when Kurt sits down next to him so they're not awkwardly leaning in towards each other, letting a huff of air escape. Kurt's excitement is just passing over to him. A competitive strike is growing in his bones.]
No, of course not. [His head turns to Blue, mouth giving away a smile. His hand reaches out to accept the one controller passed to him.] You ready? I've been looking forward to this all day.
[He is. Fortunately, he thinks he's a little better at Mario than that game he played against Jean that one time.]
[He wouldn't say that he's competitive, but with how much work Peter's been pouring into helping him practice, he hopes that it pays off for his sake. Once Scott is settled, the taller of them adjusts, legs tucking up underneath him, upper half bent forward so his elbows can rest on his knees.]
And I've been practicing, [he notes.] Ready whenever you are!
[Okay, maybe there's the smallest part of him that hopes he wins at least one time.]
[The short intro comes to life on the screen playing that infamous mario tune - but yes, being player 1, Scott is ready. He presses the start button with urgency and it flicks to the map menu and then to level 1 with the two plumbers appearing next to each other.]
Yeah. I am.
[Rather than the traditional option of the red and green plumbers tackling the levels in turns, Scott feels it will be fun to try out the levels working together and competing for the most points. (Pretend this function existed back then.)]
[His eyes light up with enthusiasm, head nodding and shoulders bobbing along with the tune momentarily. Once he sees what options Scott has picked, Kurt turns to look at his friend, lips quirking with amusement.]
You're on.
[This (totally existing) function isn't one he's done often. He and Peter have stuck to mostly basic things, but he's adventurous and determined at this point, so there's no reason for him to back down now!] Most points wins, [he repeats, relaying to Scott that he understands their terms.
He resettles his arms, leans a bit more forward and begins moving the stick and pressing the button, lower lip tucked between his teeth, brow furrowed with concentration.]
[There's no hesitation from Scott in having his character run forward, then jumping up to the first block soon as the level comes on screen. It's a trick as old as time trying to get an advantage by getting a fraction of a second head start.
Neither has Scott to be honest, at least when it comes to Mario in particular. But that's what makes the feature fun. There's a learning curve for both of them and the luckiest one of them will win in the end.]
Sounds good. Wasn't thinking I should take it easy on you.
[His glance turns to Kurt briefly, shooting a smile. He makes his character jump and hit the '? blocks', trying to recall if anything was in them.]
[Kurt blinks, surprise blatant on his face at Scott's ability to take the lead, even if it's only a split second more quickly than his own character. He's not put off, though, urging the stick over with all the vigor he can manage. There might be a slight tilt to his stature as he leans further onto his knees, too.]
I wouldn't dream of it.
[This part is something that he definitely remembers and once they show up, he begins leaping into the blocks, hoping he'll get an item that could give him some advantage.]
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That's why he keeps it in. It's easy to do if they talk about something, anything. Scott keeps the conversation going with a smile and a nod,]
Yeah! Me too. The best part is no school work. [Nothing like adding a joke in to cover him. Though the next part gives him pause.] Huh, no. I think I'll stay here. Professor X said we can train more if we want ... Why?
[Just wait a sec, Kurt. It'll dawn on him in 3, 2...]
You want to kick it somewhere?
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And as much as he'd like to ask, he knows keeping quiet about the subject is best. Once he and Scott are more comfortable, maybe he can ask him, but for now, he'll focus on the important thing here: still attempting to make plans with his fellow mutant.]
I swear, I'm the only one that enjoys class these days, [he teases.] More training? That's always important, but ... [Isn't quite what he's getting at.
Good thing Scott's better at picking up on things than Kurt is.]
Oh, ja! I'd love to. As long as you're okay with it?
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The part about Kurt being the only one to enjoy class does earn a small chuckle.] Yeah. Just about. [Because Kurt's enthusiasm hasn't worn thin like the average teenager yet. Nor has the blueberry's ability to understand something in another fashion. Scott shakes his head, waving his hand between them a bit.]
No, not exactly where I was going with that. I mean do something fun. Have some down time.
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I was going to make a joke. Something along the lines of, "As long as it isn't puppies!" I'm rather glad I held my tongue for once. [Kurt shakes his head, raises the free hand to cup over his eyes, barely shielding the spreading blush.]
Regardless, ja, I would like to [pause] kick it with you.
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Huh, oh. You got me there, I guess. Glad I don't know where we can find puppies around here... [Is that too awkward to add? Probably. Scott is going to drop the terrible joke between them before someone like Jean reads their minds and calls them monsters.]
Cool, yeah. Wanna try grabbing the Atari before anyone else does?
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Wow, I— [ahem] I shouldn't have laughed at that. [He playfully narrows his gaze at Scott and shakes his head in a disapproving manner. God, but he's snickering, so what kind of person does that make him?
Yeah, it's good Jean or the Professor aren't around and that Scott's quick to switch the conversation to something more normal.] Absolutely!
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No. It's my bad. I guess I really shouldn't have added more to the joke. [Not the he means it was a good joke! Dude, they should totally just forget about it now. It doesn't make them anything,
but two dumb boys, yet.Jesus. He's not even thinking of the Professor. Thank God for that.]
Come then.
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'Dumb boys' seems like a perfect Jean response, whereas Charles seems more like the type to roll his eyes.
Adjusting the books in his arm again, Kurt does a neat heel-turn and begins to lead them toward the day room, an excited bounce to his step.] What game are we going to play?
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[Once they enter the day room, Scott's attention turn right to the Atari. Fortunately for them no one has taken it, though a few other students are milling around the pool table. Yes, he thinks.]
Looks like we have it all to ourselves. You tell me: Star Wars, Mario Bros., and Donkey Kong 3 are rad. There's more than that though.
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Let's start with Mario and work our way through? Maybe Donkey Kong next!
[His head turns, fangs and eyes still gleaming.] How does that sound?
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Sounds like a decent plan. Wouldn't be a game night if we didn't start with one of the better ones.
[He grins at when the blue guy turns back.] Just put the game in and we'll play.
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He clears his throat.] Ja, you bet!
[And so, he does, plucking up both controllers afterward, then moving over to sit next to Scott on the couch.] Hope it's okay if I sit next to you, [teases Blue, offering one of the remotes to the blast-wielder.]
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No, of course not. [His head turns to Blue, mouth giving away a smile. His hand reaches out to accept the one controller passed to him.] You ready? I've been looking forward to this all day.
[He is. Fortunately, he thinks he's a little better at Mario than that game he played against Jean that one time.]
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And I've been practicing, [he notes.] Ready whenever you are!
[Okay, maybe there's the smallest part of him that hopes he wins at least one time.]
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Yeah. I am.
[Rather than the traditional option of the red and green plumbers tackling the levels in turns, Scott feels it will be fun to try out the levels working together and competing for the most points. (Pretend this function existed back then.)]
Alright, show me. Most points wins?
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You're on.
[This (totally existing) function isn't one he's done often. He and Peter have stuck to mostly basic things, but he's adventurous and determined at this point, so there's no reason for him to back down now!] Most points wins, [he repeats, relaying to Scott that he understands their terms.
He resettles his arms, leans a bit more forward and begins moving the stick and pressing the button, lower lip tucked between his teeth, brow furrowed with concentration.]
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Neither has Scott to be honest, at least when it comes to Mario in particular. But that's what makes the feature fun. There's a learning curve for both of them and the luckiest one of them will win in the end.]
Sounds good. Wasn't thinking I should take it easy on you.
[His glance turns to Kurt briefly, shooting a smile. He makes his character jump and hit the '? blocks', trying to recall if anything was in them.]
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I wouldn't dream of it.
[This part is something that he definitely remembers and once they show up, he begins leaping into the blocks, hoping he'll get an item that could give him some advantage.]