New Mutant/Hellion Crossover #4

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New Mutant/Hellion Crossover #4
Post by Kelly Alecia "Star Girl" Lisa on Jan 28, 2007, 3:52pm

*This takes place before the Kelly’s second conversation with Addison in her room. Somehow. Co-op work with Oro.*

Today was going to be a very good day. Why? Because Kidd was going to do her duty as a best-friend and help Kelly get over the betrayal she suffered at the hand of Jay. How was she planning to do that? Simple, she was going to hook her friend up with someone new.

If Kelly hadn't seemed a little upset about Dillan giving her the cold shoulder the other day, Kidd probably wouldn't have bothered setting her up with any of the single New Mutants or Hellions members, and might've begun looking around Salem Center, but she was glad that Kelly had saved her loads of time. Once Kelly's love life was fixed, she'd begin working on her own…

"Here." she stated proudly, handing Kelly and index card with several questions on it. "These will not only determine Dillan's suitable…err…ness as a boyfriend, but also as a human being. Oh, they'll also help me figure out if he likes you based on his answers."

Looking over the card, Kelly frowned.
“I’m not sure about this, Kidd. These questions are pretty weird. And I don’t really need to see how suitable Dillan is as a boyfriend. I’m just doing this to prove you wrong, remember?”

"Uh-huh. Sure you are." Kidd replied, hardly paying attention to her friend. She began flipping through the outfits which hung in Kelly's closet.

Looking up, Kelly saw Kidd going through her closet. “Yeah, you’re not going to find much in there. I never did much shopping to get myself some clothes – I only have two different sets-“

Kidd cut her off with a smirk. “You think these are your clothes in here? Wear this." she said, revealing a very plain white dress. "Wear anything else with that figure of yours and he won't hear a word you say."

After handing Kelly the dress, she continued. "And the questions are flawless."

Giving her an odd look, a mixture between a ‘what-on-earth-are-you-talking-about’ look, a questioning look, and an almost pleading look, Kelly fiddled with the dress. “What did you tell him, anyway?”

"Dillan? Oh, I just told him I wanted to chat with him since I hadn't really gotten a chance to the other night what with his weirdness. Since he's expecting me, he'll be off-guard."

Kelly gave a faint ‘tsk’ sound. “I don’t like deceiving people, Kidd. And where did you get this dress from?”

Kidd looked at her friend. "Kelly, Kelly, Kelly. First of all, we don't call this deceit, we call it courting. Secondly: I made it myself." she grinned. In her spare time sowing was on of her hobbies, but she had a hard time getting things the size she wanted. The dress was to big for her and it'd probably be loose on Kelly too.

"You made this?" Kelly asked, wide-eyed and impressed, dropping the matter of deceit. "It's perfect! I love it!" She could see the potential in white always, better than she could see in anything. It was always a rainbow, biding it's time and waiting to come out.

"Uh-huh," sounded Kidd, ignoring Kelly's words. "Hurry up and get changed, you can't keep that boy waiting!"

Heeding Kidd's words, Kelly changed into the dress. " ‘You can't keep that boy waiting’[i]. You make it sound so urgent."

"Love cannot be rushed, but it's rude to be late for a date." replied Kidd, grabbing Kelly and leading her out of her room. "Good luck. I'll be listening in so make sure you ask him all the questions."

"Love? This isn't even a date," Kelly answered her innocently, whilst being pulled out of her room. "This is just me proving you wrong! And I don't need luck for that - I know I'm right," she laughed.

Kidd began whistling loudly to drown out Kelly's words before heading into her own room, across the hall.

Heading down the hallway absent-mindedly, Kelly walked into the kitchen, where she found Dillan.

Dillan smiled at Kelly as she entered the room. He was still feeling bad for ignoring her the other day what with the whole Addison situation, but that was something he had to handle. Now, he had no clue how to apologize for what he had done, or if it was even worth apologizing over. "Hey there, Kelly. Have you seen Kidd? She said she wanted to talk to me but I haven't seen her in a while…"

"Yeah, she, uh…" Kelly tried to think up a convincing lie, but it just wasn't in her nature, so she fell back on the truth. "She sent me here instead."

"Oh." Dillan was a bit confused, who the hell sent another person to have a conversation for them? So much for getting to know the newbies. "Well I guess it could be worse. She could've sent the face-licking french girl."

“Face-licking…?" Kelly shook her head, admitting defeat. She was used to not understanding people. This was no exception. "No, she wasn't coming in the first place."

"Interesting." He wasn't stupid, with the sheer amount of planning and plotting he had undertaken in recent weeks it wasn't hard for him to see what was going on. Either Kidd had set this whole thing up to get him and Kelly talking (maybe because she thought Kelly was too nervous to approach him for some reason) or Kelly had Kidd approach Dillan with the pretense of sitting and chatting while in reality it was all her idea to get a chance to sit and chat with Dillan. Of course the flaw in both of these thinkings was that: 1) He was pretty sure Kelly didn't have feelings for him and 2) She didn't seem like much of a plotter.

"Well if Kidd isn't coming there are things I'd like to be doing…unless that is, you want to talk?"

"Well, I've pretty much been instructed to come and talk," she laughed cheerily.

"Damn it Kelly!" shouted Kidd from her room, who was using her powers to carry the sound waves of Kelly and Dillan's conversation from the kitchen to her ears. She hoped Kelly would at least still ask him the questions…

“By Kidd? Odd, but who am I to turn down a chance to chat with you?"

Blushing heavily, she took a seat besides him. "So, how've you been? How've things been?"

"Good." [i]He's lying. thought Kidd, hearing Dil's reply. "How about you? And might I say that I'm glad you're not at that horrible Hellfire club anymore.”

“Things are… well, they’re passable. They could always be better, but they could definitely be worse,” she said, smiling sweetly. Brushing some hair behind her ear with her hand, she continued. “Being out of the Hellfire Club is a relief.”

Dillan grinned. "Anything I could to make passable, into this better you're speaking of?" Cheesy. Kidd was sure he was telling the truth now, but she didn't know if Dillan was just a cheesily nice guy who really wanted to help, or a guy that was cheesy only when talking to girls.

"Nothing comes to mind," she replied, still smiling.

"You wound me, Kelly. Nothing hurts a man's ego more than telling him there's nothing he can do to help."

“Well, actually, you could answer some questions,” she told him, resting on side of her head on the shoulder beneath it.

A lump formed in Dillan's throat. This wasn't something he was looking forward to, but if he screwed up…well…his solution was his solution for everything. "No problem."

"Um…" she strained to try and remember the questions. "How would you spend ten million dollars in a week?"

An odd question. "Wait just a minute here. Is there some sort of stipulation saying I have to spend it all in a week?" he asked.

"Uh… I, uh, don't know… I think- maybe…"

"Well if I absolutely have to…I'd probably buy a tropical island, some monkeys for said island, the things needed to open a casino on my monkey populated island, and if there's any left after that…maybe a replica of the batmobile."

He looked around the room after saying the last part.

"Batmobile?" she laughed at the choice.
I wonder what Kidd thought of that.

"Okay, um… who's your favourite male hero, female hero, and superhero team?"

What's with these questions? Dillan thought. Were they all pre-prepared by Kelly and Kidd? This has got to be some sort of weird test…

"My favourite male hero is probably Iron Man, my favourite female hero is Tigra, and my favourite super-hero team is The Champions."

“The Champions? Is that the one with that Hercules guy? That Angel was on?”

Dillan smiles. "Yeah. I always loved them when I was younger. I mean, they just seemed so randomly thrown together but it worked. Oh, and Ghost Rider."

“Ghost Rider?” she looked at him questioningly.

"The flaming head guy with the motorcycle. Biggest badass in the world."

“Oh, no, I know who he is. I was just wondering why.”

"Well you have seen him right?" laughed Dillan. "He just exudes kickassness.”

“Yeah, I’ve seen him,” Kelly replied with a shudder. “He scares me. Flaming skull? Creepy.”

"C'mon, you shouldn't be scared of a super-hero."

“Oh no?” Kelly raised an eyebrow at him. “What about Wolverine?”

"Errr…." Dillan looked down at his feet. "…anyways…got anymore questions?"

“Haha! I knew it!” she called out. “Dil’s scared of Wolvie, Dil’s scared of Wolvie,” she continued in a sing-song manner.

"HEY! Find me that canuk right now and I'll box his face in!"

She laughed again. “Well, we could go find him right now, if you’re so sure,” she teased.

"Nah. He's probably sleeping or something, no need to bug him."

“If you say so. I mean, if you’re sure it’s not because you’re not scared, and all.”

"Now looky here girl, Dillan Drummond the time-master fears no one!" He took an arrogant pose and stood up on his chair.

“Girl?” she raised an eyebrow again, a little sternly this time. “I have a name, you know. And sit down.”

*sigh* He sat down and looked at Kelly, apologetically. "Sorry about that. Oh, and I'm…ummm…sorry about the other day. I didn't mean to ignore you."

She waved her hand dismissively. “Don’t give it another thought.”

"Are you sure?" he pressed. "I was being a dick, I mean I just totally blew off the fact that you were hugging me."

She shook her head. “No, seriously, don’t worry about it. I mean, I thought it was a little odd, but whatever.”

"Alright good. I just don't want you to think that I hate you or anything…I don't."

“Hate? No… but that reminds me… Marisol said you hate her. Why is that?” she got up and opened the fridge, looking for something to drink.

Dillan didn't really want to talk about that, but, he was asked nicely…

"Well you see, back in Mephisto's realm I was sorta a jerk to her, but I wasn't myself. He put something in the food I think. I've sorta never bothered to apologize because it was pretty obvious I wasn't myself."

Having grabbed a pepsi out of the fridge Kelly sat back down at the table. “Seriously? She thinks you hate her because of that? I mean, it’s not a nice thing to do, but…”

"…Yeah, well, what're you gonna do. Probably doesn't help that I hate her boyfriend."

Propping her chin on her hands, she rested her elbows on the table. “Zephyr? Why? He’s really, really nice.”

"Oh, don't I know it. I can't even remember why we hate each other. I'm pretty sure it was that whole dealie in Mehpisto's realm."

Rolling her elbows back and forth on the table, Kelly looked up at him. “Is this going to be something I won’t get unless I know the specifics?”

"No. I made fun of Marisol, since then we've hated each other."

“Again, is that all? He doesn't seem like a guy to hold a grudge over something like that…"
"Well I'm pretty sure I'm the one making the grudge last…"

"Ah, so you're perpetuating the hate."

"I guess you could say that, but I did give him a Christmas gift, Marisol too."

“Silly things, disagreements are,” she replied before taking a sip of her drink.

He nodded in agreement. "Yup." Dillan looked around the room nervously. "You don't have anymore questions do you?"

“No, I don’t think so,” Kelly laughed. “Why so nervous?”

"Because I've had the strangest feeling that you and Kidd are trying to set me up for something."

“Oh? Set you up for something? Like what?”

"I don't know. Something like Wolverine just attacking me."

Kelly smiled widely and leaned forwards. “But that wouldn’t matter, now, would it? Because the big, strong time-master isn’t scared of Wolverine,” she mocked.

"Course not, but I mean if he came up behind me what could I do to stop him?" Nervously, he peered behind him.

“Teleport away? I don’t know,” she shrugged.

He chuckled. "Won't help if I've already got claws in me."

“I suppose. But the more important question is; why would I do a thing like that?”

"Heh, because it'd be kinda funny," he laughed. "But I don't think you'd get a kick out of something like that.”

She frowned and pulled back. “Seeing someone get gutted? Not quite as funny as it seems you’d think.”

*gulp* Dillan pulled on the collar of his shirt. "Hey, don't look at me like I'm some gore-lusting sicko. It's the media, they've desensitized me. Plus it's not like I'd die, we X-men are made of way tougher stuff than that. Getting shanked by Logan is probably like a rite of passage."

She shook her head lightly before slumping back in her chair. “I don’t like that sort of thinking…” she told him softly.

Dillan smiled at her. "I'll be sure to remember that. So far we've got: Likes-Street Car named Desire and Pym particle cones. Dislikes-Way I think."

That got a poorly stifled laugh out of her.

[i]Yowza. She hates me doesn't she? Dillan thought. He teleported away and returned holding an ice cream cone. "Please let this turn that last bitter sounding chuckle of yours into the sweet little giggle I'm used to hearing."

She took the ice cream in one hand and leaned forwards to give him a kiss on the cheek. “Bitter sounding? Did it really sound that bad?” she asked with a slight laugh.

"Yeah, but even a bitter laugh from you isn't the worst thing a guy could here." he replied, smiling. "Enjoy the ice cream."

"Kidd thinks you like me," Kelly blurted out. "That's why she told you to come here. She thinks she's some sort of matchmaker," she giggled.

"Kidd sounds like a funny girl." Dillan laughed. "What exactly makes her think this?"

“She got this silly notion after I was a little upset about being ignored,” Kelly told him with a roll of the eyes.

"Well who wouldn't be mad after being completely blown?" he asks in reply. "Well it's nice that you've got a friend who thinks they know everything about you." Dillan laughs.

“Yeah. She’s great, but she can be a bit silly sometimes, but she’s really talented – even beyond her crazy powers. Look – she made this before!” I said, standing up.

Dil claps as Kelly shows off the dress. "Master seamstress, able to best entire teams of Hellions and New Mutants, and yet your friend can't see that she's making baseless assumptions." “It is pretty weird,” I giggled. “But I guess everyone has to have their failings.”

"Guess so. But why was she trying to "set us up?" Don't you have a boyfriend? I've heard the name Jay tossed around…"

Kelly sat back down sullenly and looked away. “Had.”

"Damn. Must suck to get kicked to the curve by a girl like you."

Glaring at Dillan, Kelly dropped her head and looked away.

Oh great job Dillan. What're you gonna do, fix this one with time-travel?" "Christ. I'm really sorry Kelly."

“Forget it,” she replied softly and shortly, crossing her arms and slumping forwards, resting the side of her head on them.

Most people would've, but Dillan felt awful. "No. Now I feel really bad about saying that. Do you want to talk about it?"

“It might not be a good idea,” came the faint response. “You probably don’t hear about it.”

"I'm asking aren't I?"

“It’s not particularly important,” she said with a sigh. “He slept with my best friend.”

"Damn." he looked at her for a moment. "I'm really sorry for making you have to think about that again. I've gotta make it up to you. Do you wanna go see a movie or something else completely mindnumbingly fun?"

Yes yes yes! thought Kidd in her bedroom. Make the save Dil!

“Sure,” Kelly shrugged, somewhat unenthusiastically.

"Kelly, that was pretty half-hearted. Honestly, tell me what I can do to cheer you up."

She shrugged again. “Like you said. Let’s just go do something mindless and fun.”

"How do you feel about silent movies?" he questioned.

“Overrated. The novelty overshadows the quality, and because of the ‘old’ aspect of it, it’s held in higher esteem than the film movements that came after.”

Dillan stared at her blanky. "Wow. You're on like an entirely different level of movie-critiquing."

“I like movies. They’re something that’s well… relatively straight forwards, and they’ll pretty much always be the same thing. Just entertainment.”

"Cool. I've always liked movies, but I get too fidgety to sit down and watch them sometimes. Got a movie you'd like to see? We can hop on the Epoch express and take a trip back to whenever you want."

"What about Citizen Kane? Less, well… mindless, but probably the best movie ever."

Dillan had memories of falling asleep while watching that movie with his father years ago. "Sounds like a fun."

With another non-commital shrug, she replied. “Should we go?”

"Sure. Only question is, where do you want to see it? I've always wanted to go to a big hollywood premier."

“If you want,” she answered softly. “I wanted something a little more quiet, though… it’s not the same thing as Streetcar – that was a live perfomance. We could always just rent it.”

"Right." he nodded. "Sorry if I seem to be pointlessly flashy with my powers, it's just hard when you've got a mutation you can't really fight with, y'know?"

“I guess. Why is fighting so important?”

Dillan laughed a little bit. It still suprised him how legitamately obvlious to certain things Kelly was. "Because despite being students at a school, we spend far too much of our time doing that. I can't remember the last time we went on a mission where we just talked or ate some burgers…without burning down the restaurant."

She just looked at him blankly. “You could always just… leave the team, and just stay as a student.”

"If Cypher could do it, so can I." replied Dillan with a half-smile. "I couldn't leave the team. If I wasn't around then Apocalypse would've taken over the wor…" He stopped himself. "Just trust me on this one. I need the New Mutants as much as they need me. Plus I like the excitement."

“If you say so,” she replied. She still didn’t get guys and their ‘thrills’ – violence, macho runs… any of it.

"So about that movie…I'll go get it from the video store. You just stay here, I'll be back before you know it." He stated, vanishing.

"He totally likes you!" screamed Kidd as she hovered into the room.

“This is the dumbest idea you’ve ever had,” Kelly told her softly.

Kidd looked at Kelly and frowned. "Compared to what exactly? C'mon, I could totally tell he liked you. And those answers he gave? He'd make an acceptable boyfriend and or boytoy."

Kelly shook my head with a sigh. “What’s wrong with you?” she asked rhetorically.

"I just want to see you as happy as you were with Jay…before…everything…"

“I don’t… well… thank you, Kidd. But maybe all of this is best just left alone. I don’t need a boyfriend.”

The energy-manipulator smiled at her friend. "Maybe not, but a nice guy friend that really likes you won't be so bad."

Kelly got up out of her chair and started skipping around. “Been sitting down for too long. I don’t like sitting down that long. You’re right about that, of course. But to be fair, there’s so many guys here who’re really nice. Wreck, Zephyr, Dillan. All of them are.”

"Sure, if a little on the odd side."

“I haven’t met a single person since I left Chicago who isn’t,” Kelly replied with a stifled laugh.

"Hey, don't people from Chicago has some sort of grudge against ketchup on hotdogs? Now that's weird."

“I wouldn’t know. I was only there for a couple of months.”

“Back." stated Dillan entering the room. He looked at both Kelly and Kidd. "AH-HA! Someone was plotting against me!" he laughed.

“Plot yourself,” Kidd pushed him back before leaving the room, causing him to stumble backwards and fall over, and leaving Kelly laughing hysterically.

"So that was it all along." Dillan said, pulling himself off the ground. "You guys were just gonna knock me over. Fiendish plan."

“It was an evil plot of my design. Dr Doom worthy, wouldn’t you say?” Kelly laughed while giving him a hand up.

"Oh. That it was Dr. Star, but prepare yourself since Dillan the Conqueror shall rise again with his revenge!"

“Ooookay, the joke’s going a little far. Getting a li’l creepy with the ‘Conqueror’ and what not.”

Dillan's smile turned into a frown. "Yeah, trust me on that one. Kang freaks me out more than he probably does the Avengers."


“The time-travelling conqueror. Really nutty-buddy that guy."

“Right. Haven’t we got better thing to do than talk about time-travelling conquerors?” Kelly asked, smiling sweetly.

"Course we do." he smiled, brandishing the DVD.

“Excellent!” she grabbed Dillan by the hand and ran out of the room into the hallway. “Now, where’s the nearest T.V.?”

Kidd lowered her light bending force-shield and watched as Kelly and Dillan ran off. "Heh. Kidd the matchmaker strikes again. Looks to me like those two are gonna be alllll right." she stood in the hallway, thinking for a moment, about what to do with her own lovelife. "Wonder if Iceman is single."

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