Author: Nightcrawler's Shadow PM
A collection of Kurtty one-shots, all of Kitty comforting her Fuzzy Elf. Now accepting prompts via PM or anonymous review.Rated: Fiction T - English - Hurt/Comfort/Romance - Shadowcat/Katherine P./Kitty P. & Nightcrawler/Kurt W. - Chapters: 12 - Words: 25,434 - Reviews: 165 - Favs: 76 - Follows: 56 - Updated: 07-30-10 - Published: 06-12-09 - id: 5133537
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12. Of Idiots and Asskickings
Disclaimer: Nope. I also don't own John, who belongs to my friend Epsilon Indi. As a special b-day present, his character is making an appearance. Hope I don't screw this up!
Kurt looked utterly miserable, that was all Kitty thought when she saw him. He looked tired, worn out, almost fragile, and entirely broken. She couldn't blame him though, that idiot Tyler decided to come along and bring with him his insanely racist and sexist comments, it was enough to make anyone sick to their stomachs.
And of course Kurt was hit the worst.
Johnathan Iversen, one of the newest residents of the mansion –besides the ass whose name shall not be mentioned- was sitting across from Kurt, watching him with worried eyes. The teen had the ability to increase his velocity or the velocity of other objects as well as give himself a biometallic armour.
She walked over to the teen and sat beside him, her eyes on Kurt as well.
He shook his head, abalone shell eyes still trained on the blue mutant, his black hair hanging over his forehead. "Nada. He's completely zoned out."
Shadowcat sighed, "I'm going to kill that guy." She hissed.
"I'll help." John replied as she stood.
She squeezed his shoulder, "Thanks for watching him John. I don't want him doing something stupid, Rogue's barely keeping it together as it is."
John nodded in sympathy; besides Kurt, Rogue had also been a target.
They remembered the boy's introduction vividly...
Ororo had introduced the new guy with the customary smile and comforting hand on the shoulder before leaving the room.
Kitty smiled at the boy, he had slightly curly dirty blonde hair, a thin frame, was just slightly taller than Evan and had cold brown eyes.
"Hi, I'm Kitty Pryde, this is Rogue." She introduced her roommate who half grinned at Tyler.
The mutant gave Rogue a once over and grimaced, "What in hell are you supposed to be?"
Kitty blinked and Rogue frowned, "Excuse meh?"
"Oh and she's southern too, wonderful." The boy's voice was hateful.
"Now just hang on a second!" Rogue rose quickly, but the rest of her rant was cut off by a 'bamf' and Kurt appeared on the back of the couch.
He was grinned but then Tyler spoke, his voice both panicked and disgusted.
"What the hell is that?"
Kurt seemed to physically react as he almost deflated and turned around to see Tyler standing there with a horrified expression on his face. Nightcrawler swallowed nervously and climbed from the back of the couch. The room was almost entirely silent.
"I thought this was a school, not a haunted house!" Tyler glared at Rogue as if it were her fault.
Kurt did wince this time and recoiled back as if he'd been slapped.
"Oh hold on! You can't talk to Kurt like that!"Rogue growled.
"It has a name?" Tyler snapped dryly before glaring at Rogue again, "And why are you defending him anyways? What is he? Your demon sex toy?"
Kurt couldn't hear anymore as his sister went even whiter than normal and he disappeared with a soft, defeated 'bamf'.
The insults hadn't ended there. Tyler had had no mercy when it came to Kitty being Jewish, Evan being Black, Rahne's ability to half transform into a werewolf, even Jamie being able to do his homework twice as fast with his doubles wasn't left untouched by his biting, crude and often lasting remarks.
Of course he took every chance to verbally attack Kurt. He'd taken several hits, not only at his appearance, but his religion, his German heritage (this was his favorite insult: to call Kurt an evil Nazi demon from hell. Kurt looked like he was about to throw up the first time it was spat in his face) and even his choice of dress were jumped upon likes scraps by rabid wolves.
Everyone found that it was easy for them to cope with the insults thrown at them, mainly because they were focusing more on Kurt, who was easily the most open of everyone in the mansion. Every difference that was between them was thrown aside in favor of trying to find a way to get back at Tyler, and help Kurt cheer up.
Unfortunately, it was almost as if Kurt was past saving. Aside from meals and school, he was never seen outside of his room. In fear of him doing something stupid, they'd taken to posting someone outside his door, just in case.
Kitty was currently the one sitting outside. Her back to the door, knees drawn to her chest as she stared blankly at the wall across from her.
Little did she know that she was guarding an empty room. Kurt was downstairs in the Danger Room, running a high level simulation in an attempt to rid himself of the anger and frustration that had come from Tyler's presence in the mansion.
He dodged a laser blast by dodging to the right, and then threw himself to the left to avoid an oncoming volley of small silver spheres. Unfortunately, that put him directly in the line of fire for another laser blast that singed his side. It did little more than give him a burn, but the pain made him realize just how many bruises and cuts he was now sporting.
He gasped and struggled to keep up his, now awkward, dance of evasion. As another round of silver bullets hit him, causing grape sized bruises on his blue skin, he knew he was done. Regaining a portion of his strength, he ported up to the control room and hit the emergency stop button. The room froze within a second and he allowed himself to take back his breath as his blurry sight evened out once again.
Unsurprisingly he didn't feel any better, instead he felt sore, slightly nauseous, but more than anything he felt furious. Furious that his life had been tossed like a salad into chaos by this new mutant's entrance.
He growled to himself and started pacing back and forth across the control room's metal floor, hands clasped behind his back as his eyes bored holes into the ground before him.
No matter how angry he was though, he would never act on his anger. It wasn't in his nature to act out like that, especially now since it would only prove Tyler right. If he fought back, he would only lower himself to that scumbag's level.
Kurt sighed and ran a hand through his hair before wincing as every ache in his body came back with vengeance.
~Damn, not good. ~
Clutching the side that sported the burn he'd sustained he ported back up to his room and peeled off his ruined uniform amid winces and grimaces of pain as the fabric was pulled away from his skin.
Outside, Kitty heard him and felt worry stab into her heart like a blade. Taking a chance she stood and phased into his room, expecting the worst. What she found was a surprisingly grateful looking Kurt.
"Danke Gott. Vill you help me get out of this thing?"
She stuttered a few times in surprise, his reaction nothing like what she'd expected, before she nodded and wordlessly -and painlessly- phased the rest of his uniform off leaving him in a pair of black boxers.
"Thank you Katzchen, that saved me a lot of grief." He gave her a small grin before going to his bathroom.
"Although, vhy vere you outside my door in the first place?" he asked, knowing Kitty was now outside the bathroom door.
"I…I was…well I was…"
He smiled slightly to himself before she finally spoke.
"I…we, are all worried about you and…" she blushed, looking down in shame even if he couldn't see her.
Kurt sighed, "I understand. You vanted to make sure I didn't do anything foolish, ja?"
"Yeah." She whispered softly.
There was a moment of silence, "Thank you, Katzchen." Kitty could hear the smile in his voice.
"Thank you for taking care of me." He finished.
"Always, Kurt." She whispered before leaving his room, her heart somehow lighter.
Later that evening, Kitty, John, Evan and Rogue convened in Evan's room, seeing as it would be the last place anyone would look for them. Not that they were too worried, Logan had once caught them talking about ways to get back at Tyler and he had conveniently gone on a trip for the week. He had also been sure to tell them he wouldn't be back for another week, so anything they did he could not punish them for.
Logan was scary clever some times, and just plain scary when he was PO'd.
"Okay, so everyone knows their job?" Rogue hadn't been this mad since Pietro had thrown Jell-O on her at school.
Evan and John smirked at each other, "He won't know what hit him."
"Literally." John added.
Kitty watched as they went over the fine details of their plan but glanced over her shoulder at the closed door. All she would have to do would walk across the hall and she would be at Kurt's door.
Tyler had gone too far at dinner; with Ororo, Beast and the professor all gone and leaving Jean and Scott in charge, he'd basically had free reign. He'd gone too far, but for the first time, Kurt hadn't taken it sitting down…literally.
"Honestly, why do you guys let this creature sit here with us perfectly normal people?" Tyler yelled at the table after several minutes of tense silence.
"Normal? Normal?" Jubilee tossed down her fork with a clatter and stood, her chair falling backwards with a resounding 'clunk'.
"You aren't normal! None of us are normal! We're mutants, you asshole! We will never be normal!" sparkles of her fireworks tingled at the ends of her fingertips.
"Is that your power or something?" Roberto growled angrily, "Super douche bag powers?"
Tyler looked like he was about to explode, a vein was throbbing in his throat. He whipped his head to glare at Kurt down the table, "What? Not going to speak, freak? Going to let others fight your battles?" Kurt didn't even look up, hair hanging in front of his face to hide his expression. Of course beside him, Kitty was glaring enough for the both of them.
"Well?" Rogue swore later on the boy was going to give himself a seizure. The vein was even more prominent. "Aren't you going to say anything, demon?"
Kurt was on his feet in five seconds and jumped onto the table, his expression –now clearly one of rage- visible to such a degree that the others recoiled. Tyler went pale.
Kurt growled low in his throat and crept closer to Tyler on all fours like some jungle cat stalking its prey.
The bigoted idiot just didn't know when to quit though, "What are you going to do, huh? Prove me wrong, Nazi freak?"his voice cracked.
"That the best you can come up vith?" Kurt hissed before pouncing on Tyler. They rolled backwards –or for Kurt, forwards- and in one fluid motion, Kurt went to his feet and threw Tyler at the wall. The boy hit it hard and dropped to his knees with a groan. Kurt gave the moron one more glare before turning and stalking out of the dining room, tail lashing behind him.
Kitty, Rogue, Jubilee, everyone, stared at him in shock and slight awe before slowly glaring at Tyler. Each of the picked up their plates and began dishing more food onto them. For several minutes the only sounds were of spoons and forks scraping the dishes as the X Men and New Mutants put a Kurt sized serving of food on their plates. Jubilee was the first done and stood with her plate in her hands. She strode over to Tyler and stared down at him, no pity in her eyes but utter loathing.
Then she flipped the plate upside down and the food tumbled down onto his head; mashed potatoes clung to his hair, gravy dribbled down his face, peas tumbled down his shirt and salad tossed with a heavy amount of Italian dressing stuck to everything else.
Smiling to herself, she turned with a happy skip in her step and left the room to put her dish in the kitchen, long black hair swaying behind her in a silky curtain.
Kitty followed her example, but with more aggression –the plate nearly cracking over his head. Then came John, then Evan, Bobby, Roberto, Rahne, everyone mutant at the table dumped a platter of food on Tyler's head and left.
He wasn't seen for the rest of the evening –and Bobby happily chilled the pipes when the mutant attempted to wash the food off in the shower.
Unfortunately, Kurt had not appeared either. He'd been heard pacing in his room though, so no one was all too worried, but anger was the most prominent factor in everyone's repertoire of emotions that evening.
"All set?" Kitty snapped out of her musings and nodded along with everyone else.
"Alright. Now let's go get that son of a bitch!" John growled.
Quiet is misleading; it makes you believe that everything is calm and peaceful, that's a lovely fairytale for good little children. Tyler wasn't good though, and this fairytale wasn't a fairytale, but a Tim Burton esc nightmare that would hopefully haunt his racist ass for the rest of his life. 
Rahne crouched outside Tyler's room, the shadows hiding her half-transformed visage. Two Jamie's, dressed in all black, held spray cans in their hands and each had a hand on one of Rahne's shoulders.
Roberto and Jubilee were off to the side around the corner and waiting for their part to be initiated. Finally, Kitty and John stepped through the wooden barrier of Tyler's door and revenge began.
"Do you think we should even be doing this?" Kitty whispered, new worry rearing its ugly head.
"He needs to be put in his place." John returned, but there was some unease in his tone.
Kitty took a steadying breath, "If it keeps him from calling Kurt, Rogue's demon sex toy, then let's do it."
"There's the blood thirsty Shadowcat we know and love." John grinned as they finally approached Tyler's sleeping form.
Kitty took another breath as she and John lifted the buckets of water in their arms above him. The exchanged glances and dropped the water over the sleeping boy. As Tyler shot up in bed, Kitty grabbed John's hand and phased them down into Amara and Jubilee's room where Amara and Evan were waiting with a strategically placed mattress.
"Did it work?" Evan asked anxiously.
"Only one way to find out." Amara replied for them.
They raced upstairs and froze at the end of the hall, their masterpiece laid out before them.
Tyler was stuck to the wall by the bright yellow and green glue that Jamie had sprayed on him, Rahne up in his face and growling as she pinned him there until the glue dried. Jubilee and Roberto were high fiving; Tyler was a fluorescent pink and blue; a regular Picasso painting.
And Tyler, well Tyler looked scared out of his wits as Rahne transformed back into her human state and backed up as Rogue stepped forward.
The group fell silent as Rogue dealt the final blow.
"Kurt is mah little brothah, he's the nicest guy you'll evah meet and you just showed us all that it's not the humans who are the lower part of society." She slapped the boy for good measure –the clawed tips of the gloves she'd bought just for this occasion creating tiny scratches on his cheek and shone bright red against the eye sore colors he now sported, "Neither are mutants. It's people lahke you. People who see nothing more than the outside and the stereotypes that have bin drilled into thayre brains! You look human, and let's face it, your little powers of minor levitation are pitiful. You are everything you've called us the past few weeks. Demon, freak, devil, evil…you are all those and what's more, Ah'm gonna add another little title in thayre for ya." She smirked, "But I'm gonna let Kitty tell ya exactly what ya are." She stepped aside and Kitty walked forward.
"You are the zit on the teenage face of the world, the gum on the bottom of my shoe, the trash dogs fight over, the overly spoiled child screaming on a plane and making everyone want to commit suicide." John and Evan closed their eyes like they were listening to a beautiful symphony, but Kitty wasn't finished, "You are the evil little poisonous worm in the garden that needs to be exterminated. You are the one thing in the world that proves humans right that mutants are evil and if you don't leave us alone, you will find that we can do a hell of a lot worse than scaring the shit out of you and gluing you to a wall." She smirked, "Where you are going to stay until someone lets you down."
"Like that'll happen." Amara crossed her arms, speaking quietly to Rahne, but still loud enough for Tyler to get the picture. No one liked him, no one wanted him there, and he was about as welcome as swine flu.
If it was shock that caused Tyler to faint at that point no one really cared.
Everyone slept in the next morning, and they'd fully expected to find someone waiting to have found out what they did and yell at them for it, but they found the exact opposite.
"Uh, Aunty O…why are you making pancakes? You don't do that unless it's an important occasion." Evan stared in confusion at the plates and plates of pancakes on the island.
Storm smile at her nephew, "I'm just in a good mood Evan, isn't that a good enough reason?" her smile was nearly blinding.
Everyone shrugged but nodded in agreement and started dishing up.
"Besides, Kurt decided to help me." Ororo finished as she turned back to the stove and Kurt entered the room, grinning at them happily.
"Morning!" he gave them a wide, fanged smile.
There was a room wide blink of surprise.
"Are we in an alternate universe?" John wondered out loud.
"Told you they'd be shocked." Kurt sounded very smug as he spoke to Ororo.
"Whoa, whoa, what the heck happened? Back up and run us through it." Rogue all but demanded.
"We just decided it was a day for pancakes." Ororo informed them in a mothering tone.
"Ja…that and Tyler left.' He spoke flippantly and everyone stared again. At this rate their eyes were all going to pop out of their heads.
He smiled over his shoulder at his friends and teammates, "Something about thinking this vasn't a decent learning environment." Kurt shrugged, but his eyes gleamed.
"Well that is a reason to celebrate!" Kitty exclaimed. Everyone started and looked worried that she would get in trouble for saying something like that. Ororo just began humming.
Kitty gave them a look, "What?" there was a short silence as Kurt watched them in amusement.
"Ah hell! Wahoo!" Rahne whooped and grabbed Roberto's hands and started doing a victory dance.
This started a chain reaction as everyone started celebrating their victory of sorts.
Kitty smiled and laughed but she quickly found herself pulled out of the crowd by a three fingered hand and into a warm embrace. She sighed and hugged Kurt back as he kissed the top of her head.
"Danke Katzchen." He whispered softly.
"I didn't do it by myself." She whispered softly.
"True, but I can't do this to anyone else but you."
She was about to ask him exactly what he couldn't do to anyone else, before his lips covered hers. She nearly laughed, but that would have cut off the kiss and she settled for smiling against his lips and kissing him back, throwing her arms around his neck.
Kitty didn't have a straight thought for another few minutes.
 –cough- ahem, yeah I may have some unresolved anger towards some people, heheh.
A/N: Through carpal tunnel I shall survive! Despite having an incredibly annoying brace on I had to get this out today, I wouldn't let myself put it aside because I was in pain. That's what Advil is for! Happy birthday mein Freund, hope it was fantastic!