A Very Bad Day
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Scott Summers knew it was going to be a very bad day. Any day
out with a fight with his wife and then walking out to find a flat on
car was going to be a bad day. The fight was over something he
didn't know what. Jean was up early, he should have known to get
dodge right then. Jean was not a morning person to say the least
tended to avoid talking to her until she had managed to absorb her
cup of coffee. Well today she had to be some where early to do an
for her mother, so she was up before he was, and to make matters worse
were out of coffee. To say the least his most times very pleasant
not very pleasant this morning.
After a few rounds of snipping from Jean, Scott had tried to walk up to
house to borrow some coffee from the mansion and had found out that Hank
used the last of theirs in some strange experiment. Nathan was on
rampage, and for once Domino and he had found something to bond over.
Apparently Nathan took after Jean and that regard; he wasn't a morning
person either. Nate had just finished chewing up X-Force about
training exercise, snipped a few rounds at Domino, and that's of course
Scott had walked in. Nate had turned his undivided attention to
Domino and X-Force had tip toed out the door. Scott had decided
to make a quick trip to the 24-hour grocery store, before someone died.
That's when he had found the flat. Nope this was not going to be a
He had ended up taking Logan's jeep to the store.
"Bertha" as Logan called
her was an old World War II army jeep. Logan had owned her for
was the only person she really liked and could really drive her well.
transmission stuck, she stalled, and Scott decided hated him personally.
his way there was of course and accident so a ten-minute drive had taken
closer to an hour. The part that had really irritated him that it
long not because someone was badly hurt but the two idiots, neither had
stopped at their respective stop signs had left their cars in the middle
the road. All while they shouted cursed and accused each other
accident was someone else's fault. When he had finally got past
had fought down the urge to give them both the finger. Right then
regretted the fact that Charles had raised him better than that.
At least there had been coffee at the grocery store. He was
starting to think that things were starting to go his way, when he had
gotten behind the old person. She had gotten in front of him in
out lane. One of only two lanes open at the time, there was a long line
the other lane. It was spouse to be the twenty items or less lane,
at least double that. She only had about a million coupons, fought
the price of every other item, made the clerk rebag all her frozen
and starting counting out the last ten dollars of her order out of
The clerk was getting frazzled, Scott was getting frazzled, and the old
woman continued to count her pennies and complain about today's young
While he was still waiting for the old woman to finish counting her
that's when the old man in back of him had started banging Scott with
cart. About the fifth time the old man had hit him, Scott had
and glared at him because he was starting to leave bruises. Scott
simply glared at him and said, "Do you mind?" The old
man responded by
hitting him with his cart again. Scott set his jaw.
After ten minutes of watching the old lady count her pennies, all the
the old man behind him continued to hit him with his cart, Scott was
beginning to believe that both Charles and Magneto were wrong.
ideologies were based on the principle there was something noble about
mutant and or slash human kind. Scott was deciding that there was
absolutely nothing noble about human kind at all and was wondering how
quickly the invading aliens could move in.
The old lady had counted her last penny and the clerk was giving her,
slip, when the old man behind him just knocked Scott out of the way and
starting putting his stuff up on the register. Scott just stood
his mouth open, "Excuse me Sir, you may not have noticed I was in
front of you first." The old man had turned around glared at
Scott and then
told Scott where he could go. Scott just stood there in open mouth
the old man ranted about how he was a World War II veteran and he didn't
deserve the shabby treatment and what was wrong with young people today.
"Excuse me sir," the clerk interrupted giving Scott a very
glance, "but the tall gentleman with the red glasses was in front
of you in
line and I'm going to ring him out first." The old man
started screaming at
the clerk at the top of his lungs demanding to talk to the manager.
had taken a deep breath, turned around and just ripped in to the old
Scott had started by saying that BOTH his grandfather and his father
war veterans, one of his friends was a World War II veteran and NONE of
acted like this big of a jerk. Scott had continued by asking the
what was wrong with him was he going senile? Any idiot knew that
to wait their turn in line, and Scott knew some teenagers that were
behaved than he was. The old man had responded by shouting for
the top of his lungs. The clerk quickly grabbed Scott's coffee and
up as the manager headed up to them to see what was going on.
very grateful that the clerk, and two teenagers in back of them had
Scott's story up or Scott might having to explain the whole incident to
cop. Scott had given the clerk a ten-dollar bill, got his change,
out of that store.
When he stepped outside it of course started pouring. It took him
half-hour to get Logan's jeep started. By the time Scott made it
the mansion, he was fighting off the migraine headache of a lifetime.
he had got home he found out some idiot had sent them about three
pages of gibberish on the school fax. Scott had cleared the
memory, and put
paper back in the fax, the idiot had sent it again. It had taken
Logan an hour to track the person down to a local business, and after
had done a little bit of threatening the person responsible had promised
make sure it didn't happen again. Scott was just rubbing his head
had come in for round two. Surprisingly Logan was the one who
between Nate and him, told Nate to go take it up with Charles, because
and Scott were going out to lunch. If Nate did want to take it up
Chuck, Nate could stuff it and Logan had a few suggestions on where he
too, told Scott to get his coat because they were out of here.
Logan and he were half way out of the county when Scott muttered
in Logan's direction. Logan just gave him a bemused look.
"I figured I better get you out of there, or someone was going to
fixed you flat, I figured with the mood that Jeannie woke up to this
you might need a good get away car. If your day is going anything
you're going to need it. My advice would be avoid Chuck and Storm
as possible today. I think everyone but us woke up with a hair up
Scott rubbed his head not even wanting to think about when his wife got
home. "Do you think we could make it across the Canadian
boarder in two
Logan just laughed "I'm game if you are. It is sad when I
thinking how much
quieter Normandy was when we were invading, than the mansion is today.
Scott just flinched at the mention of World War II, "Please don't
you were in the war today. I told my first old person off, and I
starting to feel guilty about it. He was a veteran to, if my
Charles finds out about it I'm sure I'll hear about it."
Logan just gave him another bemused look, "Welcome to the dark side
think you would get a few less of your headaches if you told a few more
people off more often. Start with Nate and let me be there."
Scott just gave him a look and rubbed his head again. "I tell you
the time and it doesn't seem to help."
Logan just shrugged, "You give me an authority figure to irritate
and I give
you and outlet for stress. It works for us most days, but
sometimes it just
isn't enough. That's why I go in to the danger room and kill
you get margarine's. I think by the end of the day I'm going to be
that danger room record and you will be down in sick bay visiting McCoy.
You know Cyke, there is nothing wrong with letting it slip once in a
no one is going to think less of you if you lose your temper. You
it out in this business or you'll just snap someday. Trust me on
burying it just isn't healthy. Besides if I managed to give you a
hemorrhage Jeannie will kill me. Figured we could go to this
little place I
know, the foods not bad there."
They both drove the rest of the way in silence not saying anything.
they finally reached the place that Logan wanted to have lunch they
the place surrounded by fire trucks. Logan cursed and stated he
for that record. Scott just wasn't surprised at all it had been
after all a
very bad day.