lottelensherre (lottelensherre) wrote in marvel_nextgen,
@ 2013-04-10 13:38:00

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First Day
It had taken her forever to fall asleep the night before, far to excited. Today, she started her new job. Internship. The title was a little unclear - whatever it was, it was starting today. Today...Charlotte Lensherre would walk through the front doors of Xavier's School for the Gifted. She would observe in classrooms, help the teachers as needed....it would look great on her college transcripts and on top of that...the personal connection between her father and Charles Xavier had always fascinated her. Maybe this way she'd figure out some answers...

But! That wasn't all she had been looking forward to. The other side of the bed was already empty and she could smell something *heavenly* wafting in from the kitchen of the one bedroom. Charlotte had been spoiled *rotton* by Angelo and his cooking but on such a special first day she knew he'd go all out..

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not_adorable
2013-04-18 03:50 pm UTC (link)

Angelo was... well, it would be polite to call it 'cranky'. He was of course immensely proud of Charlotte for wanting to do something like this, but did she have to do it there? A school with its own cemetery? (Okay, maybe that wasn't entirely fair. There were at least a handful of other institutions in the world with burial plots for honored alumni, but that was hardly the same thing!) He'd resolved not to let this cause a rift between them and continue being supportive. He was thankful that he'd been appointed her personal transport for going to and from the school, even if he couldn't stay with her the entire time she was there.

As it stood, he'd channeled his frustrations into, as usual, baking. Pear and marmalade muffins, apple cider popovers, cinnamon raisin bread, and crepes with fresh strawberries.

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	lottelensherre 2013-04-18 04:03 pm UTC (link)
	Muffins??? Muffins! She took one look and made a happy noise before moving over to hug him from behind, to not disturb whatever his talented little hands were doing as she kissed his shoulder as she hugged him, "My mother never even toasted a pop-tart for me before school...Thank you." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	not_adorable 2013-04-18 04:14 pm UTC (link)
	He can't help it. He stands up straight and all but beams as she comes over to him. "Of course, darling. I'm glad you're so... excited about today." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	lottelensherre 2013-04-18 04:18 pm UTC (link)
	"I am. And I know you're not. And it means so much to me that you're being supportive while I figure some of these things out..." She kissed his cheek before moving to sit at the island. Angelo was always more relaxed when he had total control of the kitchen area. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	not_adorable 2013-04-18 04:31 pm UTC (link)
	Ugh, she knows him so well. He loves it. He sighs in a mix of relief and resignation as she goes to sit. "You know I'll always support anything you feel strongly about, and I do believe in fostering good will with Xavier's." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	lottelensherre 2013-04-18 09:19 pm UTC (link)
	"That is the official company line..It's a few hours, three times a week. It's going to be okay, I promise." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	not_adorable 2013-04-19 06:26 pm UTC (link)
	Angelo finishes up the crepes and heads over to the island, setting down the last plate and seating himself. He takes a moment to adjust the placement of the flower vase before giving Charlotte a kiss. "I mean it... I really am proud of you. I could never do what you're doing." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	lottelensherre 2013-04-21 11:36 pm UTC (link)
	"Get a part time job? I'm pretty sure you can do that..." But she knew what he meant. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	not_adorable 2013-04-21 11:58 pm UTC (link)
	Angelo just smiles and rests his head on one hand, watching her eat. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	lottelensherre 2013-04-22 12:06 am UTC (link)
	She blushed under the scrutiny. "Dork...." She shook her head and kept eating, reaching over to lace her fingers through his. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	not_adorable 2013-04-22 05:01 pm UTC (link)
	He takes her hand and squeezes it firmly. "Call me when you take your lunch break. If I'm not in class, I'll bring you something." Heaven only knows what the X-Men have to offer in whatever passes for a cafeteria there. (Reply to this)(Parent)

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