"They're not always bad..."
Who: Kitty and Jubilee (YES I PLAY WITH MYSELF!) What: Discussing disturbing dreams and friendly teasing When: After some stuff that hasn't been posted yet, but I wanted to get to drunk!texting :D Where: On the road and at the gym Status: Complete Rating: PG-13 for language and Jubilee being Jubilee Trigger: Brief Mention about torture and crucifixion
Was it possible to be both satisfied and very, very frustrated? Kitty felt both. Getting out and decompressing was just what she needed, so after helping Xi'an pack the kids off to school, she stole a few dozen kisses from her on the way out the door and called Jubilee to arrange some hang-out time. She reflected that she could get used to that kind of morning ritual.
Jubes had jumped at the chance. She'd flubbed her entire act today. She had Kitty wait for her at the gym, and glomped onto her, squeezing a bit too tight.
Kitty nearly dropped her water bottle, looked at her closely, "Are you all right?"
"Yeah. I'm totes okay." She rubbed at her wrist, then the other, repeating the motion several times.
Not believing her friend, Kitty guided her to a chair and sat her down, "You're not okay. What's wrong?"
"Bad dreams, nothing big." She tried to give her friend a sugar coated smile, but it faltered, "I dreamed me and some friends got....crucified on the front lawn. Just 'cause we were different. Mutants. I don't even know what a mutant is, I thought I was a vampire!"
Okay that was pretty hard core. Kitty hugged Jubilee, her voice cracking a little, "Its just a dream. It doesn't mean anything."
"Sure it means nothing, Miss 'I Know Ninjitsu'," Jubilee gave her a look. They'd once compared notes on a man that had been in both of their dreams. Short, gruff, hairy, incredibly dangerous. And they'd agreed he was somehow still hot, though neither could pinpoint why.
"Why do they always have to be so bad?" Kitty replied.
"They're not always bad..." Jubilee reflected on the Paris dream. She wanted to fall into that one, forever. She'd felt so peaceful, so close. Almost content. The distressed look on her look softened.
Kitty's voice took on a bitter quality, "No, they're not, but there's enough messed up shit to ruin the good stuff. You're one of my best friends, the thought of..of.."
Jubilee put a finger to her lips, "I got an idea. We're gonna forget about dreams. I'm taking you to a strip club!"
"...what?"
Jubilee pointed at the water bottle in Kitty's hand, "You've been picking at the label since we sat down."
Indeed, Kitty had all bit ripped all the paper off the bottle. She blinked at it, then at Jubilee, "..so?"
"You're obviously frustrated." She did a few hip thrusts, "Kit Kat needs some grindy tribbing action!"
Kitty smacked her hand over her face as she turned bright red, "JUBILEE!"
Laughing, the gymnast grabbed Kitty's hand and tugged her to her feet, "Its adorbs how you're trying to take it slow. Didn't you shag that guy in London day two? Lets blow off some steam!"
"A strip club is not going to help matters," Kitty protested, as Jubilee dragged her out of the Gym. She ignored the talk about London.
At least Jubilee's tactic had worked - she'd completely forgotten about bad dreams.
Jubes pushed Kitty into her bug and then crawled in over her and into the driver's seat, explaining, "Door's busted." She put the car into gear and took off!
Kitty settled into the seat and rubbed at her temples. Sentinels, crucifixtions, and vampires. A man with claws in his hands. Alien technology and a Phoenix Force.
Then there was a frienemy from Star Trek and a buddy who came right out of Star Wars. She'd spent so long blocking her mind from making these disturbing connections, but now they were coming all at once. Maybe it had finally happened. Pop culture overload. Next she'll see the Avengers everywhere. She decided to keep her thoughts to herself.
Jubilee rested her hand on Kitty's leg, squeezing, "Its okay, Kit Kat. It just felt so real, you know? Getting nailed to a cross wasn't even the worse part, it was what they did before that."
She nearly lost control of the car as the memory flooded back, her body spasming in ghost pains. Kitty grabbed the wheel, and together they got the car pulled over. She looked at the brunette, breathing shakily, "God..what the hell is going on?"
Kitty shrugged her shoulder, "I don't know. Remembering a past life?"
"Yeah..hah...what a way to go, huh?"
"No kidding."
Kitty unbuckled herself, the seatbelt starting to feel suffocating, "Xi'an and I shared a dream last night. It had robots and a collapsing building. We almost kissed."
"Robot cockblock. Harsh!"
Kitty looked at Jubilee incredulously, then started to laugh. Jubilee joined her, and the stiffness melted out of their limbs.
Jubilee sighed, and grinned at her, rolling her head against the back of her seat, "You ever think about it? You an' me?"
Kitty snerkled, "You're more like a sister."
"Gross! I thought you had a thing for us Asian chicas?"
"Maybe I do," Kitty retorted, playfully. "But I don't have long black hair and lost green eyes."
"Shutup!"
Kitty tugged the collar of her shirt away from her neck, "Do you want a bite?"
"Kit Kat!" Jubilee thwapped her on the arm, "Sooo not funny!"
"I told a friend recently, that some people have a connection. A tie that binds. She's out there, somewhere."
"Am not sure if want." Jubilee's lips grew a little pouty, and she folded her arms, "I've got a nice casual thing going with this rich guy anyway."
"You know?" Kitty leaned the seat back and put her arms behind her head, "I don't think I'd trade kissing Xi'an for a casual sex romp with anybody, no matter how rich."
"Oh my god you have it bad." Jubilee jabbed her friend in the side, "You'd have Attack of the Guilt if I bought you a lapdance."
"Probably." She gave her a rueful smile, "It's tempting though."
"Buy me some drinks instead then."
"You're underage."
"You're not." Jubilee grinned magnificantly.
"That's kinda illegal, Jubes." Kitty shook her head, "I already have the FBI on my ass."
"Oh come ON I'm in desperate need of getting drunk off my ass!" There might have been a smidge of hysteria in her voice.
Smirking, Kitty replied, "If someone happens to have a fake ID and wants to buy I won't ask any questions."
Jubilee grinned, "That's more like it!"
She got out of the car. There was beer to be had. And maybe she could talk Kitty into drunk txting. Bwhahaha.