Cait had spent the day in the city at the Metropolitan Museum of Art. It was one of her favorite places in the city and she went whenever she got the chance. When she returned to Xavier's she returned to her room to change. There was a movie night planned for tonight and Cait wanted to wear her favorite shirt and favorite pair of old jeans.
She pulled the shirt over her head and went to put her arms in the sleeves. Only to find they had been sewn shut.
Oh that little twerp was going to pay for this one. Big time. She yanked another shirt out of the closet and that too had the arms sewn shut. Three shirts later she finally found one that wasn't sewn shut.
Fuming, she yanked open the storage bin, known as the War Chest, and rummaged through it. Payback was a bitch and little brother would find out just how bad it could get.
She pulled a few things out and went to see if he was out of his room.
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