5 Things that Happened to Evan at School
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Title: 5 Things that Happened to Evan at School
Fandom: Stargate Atlantis/X-men Crossover/Fusion
Series: part of the Mutant ‘verse (Sequence #2)
Characters: Lorne, Parrish, Cadman, Porter, and some X-men cameos
Pairing: Lorne/Parrish
Rating: Gen
Orientation: Slash
Word Count: 1,333
Notes: Happy Holidays for calcitrix
Sequel to X Marks the Spot
Prompts: Hurt Comfort Bingo Fill: “Mutation”
Alternate Universe Bingo Fill: “Mutants”
Fan Bingo Fill: "Five Things"
The time Evan had a nightmare…
Before coming to Xavier’s, Evan had tamped down his abilities. He’d almost learned to live with the mutation. But the power had escalated as he got older and it had become necessary to enroll at the school to learn to deal with it.
He liked rooming with Parrish and he was pretty sure Parrish liked having him there. It took some adjusting to get used to having someone else sleeping in the same room with him, but eventually he grew accustomed to hearing Parrish’s snoring from the other bed.
The nightmares that had plagued him his entire life continued after he started at the school. At first it wasn’t too bad, nothing he wasn’t used to dealing with. But as the professors worked with him to unblock his abilities, he started losing control more often.
One night he woke from a particularly bad nightmare to find the lights on and Parrish sitting on the edge of his bed, shaking him by the shoulders. His roommate looked very concerned as he said, “Wake up, Evan!”
“I’m up. I’m up, stop jostling me.”
Parrish’s hands fell away. “You were screaming. You trashed the room.”
Looking around, he saw that the room looked like a small whirlwind had passed through. He groaned and dropped his head into his hands. “Sorry, Dave. I’ll clean it up.”
“That’s not the point. You have to talk to someone about this; I don’t want to wake up dead because you lost control. You’ve got a destructive power, Ev, you can’t keep going like this, nightmares every night.”
“You know about…?”
“Dude, I sleep right over there. You aren’t quiet about it. I usually give you a shake and you roll over and go back to sleep. You’re getting worse, man.”
Nodding, Evan acknowledged that he was right. “I’ll go to the counselor tomorrow.”
When he returned from classes the next day, he found the room cleaned up. Everything breakable had been stowed in drawers or in the closet.
The time Lorne messed up the science lab…
He didn’t mean to do it. It just sorta… happened. One minute he was watching Parrish flirt with the girl that made colored lights out of thin air and the next the pig on the table in front of him exploded, and then every pig in the lab exploded.
Professor McCoy was not at all amused. He dismissed the class and made Evan stay to clean up, once he had determined which of his erstwhile young mutants had been responsible.
The entire time Evan was scooping up pig guts and washing down tables and chairs, the Professor lectured him about the importance of keeping control of his emotions. He regaled him with tales of mutants that had lost control, and the results of those incidents.
Dave was waiting outside the classroom door when he finished. He gave Evan a wavering smile and handed him a can of Coke. He never flirted with exploding light girl again.
The time Evan nearly got killed in class…
One of the main tenets of Xavier’s school was the importance of teamwork. It was drilled into the students. They were supposed to learn how to work with each other using their skills and abilities.
That was all well and good, when everyone actually worked together. Sometimes, someone didn’t hold up their end, and things went upside down.
They had an exercise to do, working with Professor Summers in the Danger Room. They were supposed to move a heavy piece of machinery from one end of the room to the other, while being assaulted by ‘enemies’ - the room hurling objects and small projectiles at them. Evan assumed they were supposed to be learning to keep it together under stress.
As the telekinetic on the team, he was mainly responsible for the heavy lifting. He was concentrating on moving the huge machine. The kid that threw energy charged cards around was supposed to be watching his back and running interference with the projectiles. Something hit him though, and the other guy that was supposed to take up the slack didn’t.
The machine crashed to the ground as Evan was hit in the chest by a projectile the size and weight of a baseball, going about a hundred and twenty miles an hour. Having his concentration broken so forcefully caused a bit of feedback and his head was spinning as he was thrown back against the wall by the force of the impact of the projectile.
“Evan!” Cadman screamed his name and ran to stand over him, cursing the failure of the rest of the team to protect him. She shielded him from any more projectiles until Professor Summers shut the exercise down and called for a medical team to come collect Evan.
She knelt at his side, running her hands over him. “Dumbasses. They had one simple thing to do. How many fingers am I holding up, Evan?”
“Geraniums?”
“Oh crap,” Summers said as he got to them and heard the question and Evan’s answer. “Class dismissed. You will write a three page essay on this exercise and what went wrong and the ramifications of it. Out, now!”
The class scrambled. Laura held Evan’s hand and stayed with him all the way to the infirmary. Much to his embarrassment, she later told Evan that he had complimented her on her hair, on her ass and asked her if she thought Dave liked him. It wouldn’t have been so bad if Dave hadn’t been standing beside the bed at the time.
He answered the question for her, leaning over and whispering, “I like you, Ev. A lot.”
The time Allie was being bullied…
Evan hated bullies very much.
He was walking down the corridor and saw one of the kids with telekinesis standing in front of Allie with a look of intense concentration on his face. Allie was pinned against her locker, her feet dangling about a foot off the floor as an invisible hand held her.
Without thinking, Evan tossed a ball of energy at the kid, hurling him about fifteen feet down the hallway. Allie dropped to the floor, rubbing her neck and looking at Evan gratefully.
“Mister Lorne! This is not acceptable behavior!” the economics professor bellowed, coming out of his classroom. Of course he was the one that got caught, not the jerk that had been choking Allie.
“He was helping me, Professor Worthington!” Allie protested as the professor took Evan by the elbow and dragged him into the classroom.
Looking back over his shoulder, Worthington snapped, “There is no excuse for that kind of outlay of power against another student.”
Evan got another long lecture on control, but no one ever bothered Allie again.
The time they had a blizzard…
Being from California, Evan was not used to the cold and snow storms that plagued upstate New York each winter. The first time it snowed, he was delighted and went out to play in it, having a snowball fight with Laura, Allie and Dave.
By the time the blizzard hit, the novelty of the white stuff had worn off. The only good thing about it was that they cancelled classes. At least, that’s what Evan thought as he stared out the window at the blinding whiteness.
Dave came up behind him and wrapped his arms around his waist, dropping his chin on Evan’s shoulder. It startled him, but it was kind of nice, it felt comfortable, it felt right. It had been a very long time since anyone had embraced him. He sighed and put his hands over Dave’s.
Together they quietly watched the snow fly, until Allie and Laura turned up with hot chocolate and a video. When they sat side by side on the sofa in the rec room, Evan noticed that Dave was pressed up against him, more than necessary since there was plenty of room on the sofa.
He smiled. Maybe the snow wasn’t quite so bad.
Title: 5 Things that Happened to Evan at School
Fandom: Stargate Atlantis/X-men Crossover/Fusion
Series: part of the Mutant ‘verse (Sequence #2)
Characters: Lorne, Parrish, Cadman, Porter, and some X-men cameos
Pairing: Lorne/Parrish
Rating: Gen
Orientation: Slash
Word Count: 1,333
Notes: Happy Holidays for calcitrix
Sequel to X Marks the Spot
Prompts: Hurt Comfort Bingo Fill: “Mutation”
Alternate Universe Bingo Fill: “Mutants”
Fan Bingo Fill: "Five Things"
The time Evan had a nightmare…
Before coming to Xavier’s, Evan had tamped down his abilities. He’d almost learned to live with the mutation. But the power had escalated as he got older and it had become necessary to enroll at the school to learn to deal with it.
He liked rooming with Parrish and he was pretty sure Parrish liked having him there. It took some adjusting to get used to having someone else sleeping in the same room with him, but eventually he grew accustomed to hearing Parrish’s snoring from the other bed.
The nightmares that had plagued him his entire life continued after he started at the school. At first it wasn’t too bad, nothing he wasn’t used to dealing with. But as the professors worked with him to unblock his abilities, he started losing control more often.
One night he woke from a particularly bad nightmare to find the lights on and Parrish sitting on the edge of his bed, shaking him by the shoulders. His roommate looked very concerned as he said, “Wake up, Evan!”
“I’m up. I’m up, stop jostling me.”
Parrish’s hands fell away. “You were screaming. You trashed the room.”
Looking around, he saw that the room looked like a small whirlwind had passed through. He groaned and dropped his head into his hands. “Sorry, Dave. I’ll clean it up.”
“That’s not the point. You have to talk to someone about this; I don’t want to wake up dead because you lost control. You’ve got a destructive power, Ev, you can’t keep going like this, nightmares every night.”
“You know about…?”
“Dude, I sleep right over there. You aren’t quiet about it. I usually give you a shake and you roll over and go back to sleep. You’re getting worse, man.”
Nodding, Evan acknowledged that he was right. “I’ll go to the counselor tomorrow.”
When he returned from classes the next day, he found the room cleaned up. Everything breakable had been stowed in drawers or in the closet.
The time Lorne messed up the science lab…
He didn’t mean to do it. It just sorta… happened. One minute he was watching Parrish flirt with the girl that made colored lights out of thin air and the next the pig on the table in front of him exploded, and then every pig in the lab exploded.
Professor McCoy was not at all amused. He dismissed the class and made Evan stay to clean up, once he had determined which of his erstwhile young mutants had been responsible.
The entire time Evan was scooping up pig guts and washing down tables and chairs, the Professor lectured him about the importance of keeping control of his emotions. He regaled him with tales of mutants that had lost control, and the results of those incidents.
Dave was waiting outside the classroom door when he finished. He gave Evan a wavering smile and handed him a can of Coke. He never flirted with exploding light girl again.
The time Evan nearly got killed in class…
One of the main tenets of Xavier’s school was the importance of teamwork. It was drilled into the students. They were supposed to learn how to work with each other using their skills and abilities.
That was all well and good, when everyone actually worked together. Sometimes, someone didn’t hold up their end, and things went upside down.
They had an exercise to do, working with Professor Summers in the Danger Room. They were supposed to move a heavy piece of machinery from one end of the room to the other, while being assaulted by ‘enemies’ - the room hurling objects and small projectiles at them. Evan assumed they were supposed to be learning to keep it together under stress.
As the telekinetic on the team, he was mainly responsible for the heavy lifting. He was concentrating on moving the huge machine. The kid that threw energy charged cards around was supposed to be watching his back and running interference with the projectiles. Something hit him though, and the other guy that was supposed to take up the slack didn’t.
The machine crashed to the ground as Evan was hit in the chest by a projectile the size and weight of a baseball, going about a hundred and twenty miles an hour. Having his concentration broken so forcefully caused a bit of feedback and his head was spinning as he was thrown back against the wall by the force of the impact of the projectile.
“Evan!” Cadman screamed his name and ran to stand over him, cursing the failure of the rest of the team to protect him. She shielded him from any more projectiles until Professor Summers shut the exercise down and called for a medical team to come collect Evan.
She knelt at his side, running her hands over him. “Dumbasses. They had one simple thing to do. How many fingers am I holding up, Evan?”
“Geraniums?”
“Oh crap,” Summers said as he got to them and heard the question and Evan’s answer. “Class dismissed. You will write a three page essay on this exercise and what went wrong and the ramifications of it. Out, now!”
The class scrambled. Laura held Evan’s hand and stayed with him all the way to the infirmary. Much to his embarrassment, she later told Evan that he had complimented her on her hair, on her ass and asked her if she thought Dave liked him. It wouldn’t have been so bad if Dave hadn’t been standing beside the bed at the time.
He answered the question for her, leaning over and whispering, “I like you, Ev. A lot.”
The time Allie was being bullied…
Evan hated bullies very much.
He was walking down the corridor and saw one of the kids with telekinesis standing in front of Allie with a look of intense concentration on his face. Allie was pinned against her locker, her feet dangling about a foot off the floor as an invisible hand held her.
Without thinking, Evan tossed a ball of energy at the kid, hurling him about fifteen feet down the hallway. Allie dropped to the floor, rubbing her neck and looking at Evan gratefully.
“Mister Lorne! This is not acceptable behavior!” the economics professor bellowed, coming out of his classroom. Of course he was the one that got caught, not the jerk that had been choking Allie.
“He was helping me, Professor Worthington!” Allie protested as the professor took Evan by the elbow and dragged him into the classroom.
Looking back over his shoulder, Worthington snapped, “There is no excuse for that kind of outlay of power against another student.”
Evan got another long lecture on control, but no one ever bothered Allie again.
The time they had a blizzard…
Being from California, Evan was not used to the cold and snow storms that plagued upstate New York each winter. The first time it snowed, he was delighted and went out to play in it, having a snowball fight with Laura, Allie and Dave.
By the time the blizzard hit, the novelty of the white stuff had worn off. The only good thing about it was that they cancelled classes. At least, that’s what Evan thought as he stared out the window at the blinding whiteness.
Dave came up behind him and wrapped his arms around his waist, dropping his chin on Evan’s shoulder. It startled him, but it was kind of nice, it felt comfortable, it felt right. It had been a very long time since anyone had embraced him. He sighed and put his hands over Dave’s.
Together they quietly watched the snow fly, until Allie and Laura turned up with hot chocolate and a video. When they sat side by side on the sofa in the rec room, Evan noticed that Dave was pressed up against him, more than necessary since there was plenty of room on the sofa.
He smiled. Maybe the snow wasn’t quite so bad.