"Who's Your Daddy?" by Paul Tran E-mail: Impar@juno.com Author's Note: I blame JB (don't we all at some point ;). This was written last Saturday (June 20th, 1998) when she suggested a Father's Day fic. I see nothing indecent about this story on Charles Xavier but one sexist phrase at the end. Please enjoy and have fun! "Professor Xavier? Charles? Can you help me?" Up down up down up down up down. Yes! It looks like I'm nodding. "What do you need, Jean?" "I'm having a little trouble with my powers." "Truly? Come into my mind and I will see what I can do for you." Oh no no no no no no. I shouldn't have said that. Uh... "Thank you. It's just that there's a gray spot I can not seem to pinpoint." "Before I forget, my dear. I want you to wear this for your practices." "What?!? Are...are you sure? It looks so...tight." Oh, I am quite sure. "This costume is designed to limit the amount of friction your body might go through when you use your telekinetic abilities to fly." Okay. That was a cop out. Hope she buys it. "Oh...okay Professor!" "I'm glad. Take a seat and we will begin..." Oh yeah. That seat. No no. Hold your leg just so...chin up...shoulders back...aaaaaaah! That's my girl! Oh flark it. What to think about? What to think about? Ah! Tree bark. Yes! Tree bark. Hello Professor. Ah, Jean. Glad to see you've made it. What was that you were thinking about? The willow's tree bark and it's terrific applications to medicinal science. Ah...alright Professor. You've always had an inquistive mind. Thank you. Please direct me to this 'gray spot' you told me about earlier? It's right...here. I see! I shall probe it. Probe it? Yes, probe it. Repeatedly as necessary. Nice and hard. ...okay. Do you feel anything? Actually, I do. Could you not probe as hard? It...kind of hurts. I am sorry, Jean. I'll my best to make you comfortable. I know you will, Charles. Are you relaxed? Yes. Are you at ease? Yes. Good, you're opening for me? Yes. Ah, I see. It's just one of my mental blocks to help you from long ago. I'll tuck it away for you. What kind of mental block? Oh, a traumatic memory. Shall I relive it? NO! It might be dangerous towards your health. You mind actually hangs in the balance since much of your life is a result from this singular memory. I trust you. Good girl. Are you alright now? Yes, I am! "Thank you." "It's nothing, my dear. Now, go put on your new exercise uniform. I'll be in a moment to watch you." "I'll see you later, Charles!" No you wont. Heh heh. I'll be seeing you! "Why, Mrs. Summers! You look absolutely glowing!" "Mr. McCoy, your flirtations get you no where." "A hullo hullo to you, Professor!" "Hello Henry. Take off your underwear." "Pardon?" "Your suit. Take it off." "It's all I'm wearing." "You have the belt. I want you to put this on." "Proffessor? Charles? It's a trifle...small." "It's to help you." "How Charles?" "You're the scientist. Think about it for a moment." "..." That's right. Think about it blue boy. I haven't been this pleased since I've invented underwear every tight, young man should wear outside their clothing. Magnus has always been part of a freak show. I wouldn't get caught without my dress shirt, jacket, tie, and blanket. Who needs pants when you have Mr. Blankie? "Ah! I see! You have always been a clever mentor. I shall wear this immediately!" Oh...yeah...The Beast... ((Let's skip to later in the day. Heck. Let's just end it already.)) "Thank you, Charles. Your visionary tactics and ideas have always helped me." "I understand, Ororo. Thank you for fighting for the dream with me." Thank you even more for that tight, low-cut dress you're wearing! ROWR! "Shall I tuck you in?" Oh my. Oh My. Oh MY! YES!!! Look interested in what she has to say but not too interested. Be that father figure. Father figure. Father figure. Father figure. Calm calm calm calm calm calm calm calm "I would appreciate the help, Storm." calm calm calm calm calm calm. "Anytime." Oooh! That's close! "Thank you." "You are welcome, Charles. Have sweet dreams." I got you, don't I sweet cakes? "Good night." Sigh. I love my X-Men. _____________________________________________________________________ You don't need to buy Internet access to use free Internet e-mail. Get completely free e-mail from Juno at http://www.juno.com Or call Juno at (800) 654-JUNO [654-5866]