"(Y/n)," Professor X was the next person on the screen, "I believe I'm the last person to give my message. I've seen many minds, and many mutants in my years, but you will always stick out to me. When you thought you were dangerous, or doubted yours...
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Chapter Twenty-One: First Dates (Ft. Real Feelings)
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"Do I need to give him the talk?"
"Oh my gosh, Dad, please don't."
I looked myself over one last time in the mirror before I left the bathroom and met my parents in the kitchen. Peter was supposed to pick me up for our first date within the next two minutes. My parents were more excited than I was.
"This is gonna be great, Lucas, our ship is canon," my mom squealed, grabbing my dad's arm and shaking it, "Oh my gosh our ship is canon!"
"Mom," I put my head in my hands, shaking it in disappointment, "Stop, please."
"It's either I'm excited or protective," Mom defended her actions.
There was a quiet knock from the apartment door. Both of my parents grinned, pushing my out of the kitchen to the door. I quickly said goodbye to my parents and met Peter in the hallway so he wouldn't have to deal with them inside.
"Both of them are more excited than I am," I chuckled, rubbing my arm nervously, "They're children in adult bodies honestly."
"Have fun you two," Jess called from the desk, "But not too much fun... Maybe a little too much. You get it."
"Yeah, yeah."
We took the short walk to Peter's apartment together. As Peter had reported, Aunt May was working, so it was just the two of us. Peter had already set out food, so we simply sat down and tried to pick.
"Star Wars is strictly friend nights. We can't break tradition so they're out," I moved the Star Wars movies out of the way, "What about Disney?"
"Beauty and the Beast!" Peter snatched the case, putting the DVD in the player before I had the chance to argue, "The best Disney movie."
I giggled. Both of us sitting on the couch we got comfortable. The familiar music played through the TV speakers, Peter and me humming along. We were squirming in excitement. Say what you want about Disney but Beauty and the Beast was amazing.
Around an hour into the movie the ballroom scene popped up. Peter cleared his throat and stood up, pushing aside the coffee table. Giving a mock bow, he held out his hand.
"Would you like to dance?"
"I'd love to my good sir."
Pulling me close to his chest, we twirled around the furniture in the small living room. Even after "Tale As Old As Time" ended, we continued laughing and dancing. Enjoying our chance to be a classic Disney couple. Sure, we stumbled over the rug and didn't know how to dance very well, but it made things even better.
