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Fanfiction deleted scenes from X3 starring Northstar
Two little scenes that were to be found in X3 but were deleted… as well as Northstar’s appearance, strangely enough.
Or the first clumsy scratches by some French scribbler. You choose.
Author: Altheak
22 Nov. 06
Deleted scenes from X3
Pairing: Rogue/Iceman/Northstar
Starring Anole and Wolverine
Rating: T (+13) Slash but nothing graphic.
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This scene would take place after Rogue found out about the possibilities of been cured.
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‘Congratulations.’
‘Well…obviously, the school needs staff. I can’t find another reason for being appointed as a monitor. It’s not as if my X-timetable let me much time to do that. I mean, it’s nice, I feel flattered. But my priority is to be an X-man, you know?’
‘I wish’, Northstar muttered. ‘Well… for that too. I didn’t… I was thinking about Marie and you. Sounds like the cure changes the game.’
The Iceman frowned waiting for the punch line. As Northstar remained quiet, Bobby arched an eyebrow: ‘So you’re…’
‘Happy. For both of you. You deserve it.’ A pause. ‘What? Do you…?’
‘Me? No. Yes. I’m extremely pleased.’
‘Obviously.’
‘Well… eh’, Bobby whispered.
Northstar stared at the Iceman. He seemed to hesitate.
‘What about our… little agreement?’ he finally asked with a neutral voice.
‘There is no our, there is no us. Never been. Don’t wanna talk about that. Nothing to talk about anyway. At all.’
He slammed the door behind him.
‘Of course, Bobby’, Northstar sarcastically nodded.
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The morning after the cute scene in which Rogue and the Iceman went to their room, holding their hands.
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The Iceman opened the door of the examination room. He began to hand out the small pieces of paper on which the subject of the essay was written. Northstar was giving the pupils paper sheets. His feet on the desk, Logan was dozing.
They met in the last raw, facing each other. The couple of paper sheets did not reach the hand of the last pupil. Neither did the subject.
Instead they became entangled behind the teachers’ necks. Ignored comments and gasps were muffled away.
The Iceman quietly left the room. As the pupil tried to draw his attention in blink blending into his chair, Northstar eventually remembered why a sheet of paper remained in his left hand.
‘Bon courage, Victor’
Then, to the whole class.
‘You have three hours.’
Northstar came back to sit at the desk and stirred Wolverine a sudden snore as he put his legs down to the floor. He watched the rows of bent-down heads and scribbling hands. An accomplished smile spread on his slightly chapped lips.
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This little story is dedicated to the ones who are reading it instead of working on their essays or revising for their exams. Good luck to them, anyway. ;-)