Can't Keep Still // Quicksilver fanfiction

Can't Keep Still // Quicksilver fanfiction

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Mary-louise,better known as M.E,is nothing like any mutant before. Her abilities make her more stubborn and sarcastic then usual,but are also crazy powerful she's lived most of her life doing dumb and reckless things, but when her abilities start to go hay-wire,how will she react to her mom making her go to some stupid youngster school ? What will she feel when she meets a male mutant who also can't slow down? How will she feel when she finds mutants that start to show her what its like to stay still ? (Takes place after X-men: Apocalyspe)
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"No running through the hallway!" I yelled as two boys ran past me. "Yes Professor." They said as they slowed down. I smiled as I shook my head and continued walking towards my class. "Professor there are two kids fighting at the pool." Rogue , one of my students, said softly. "Thank you for telling me." I said with a smile. "What is going on?" I asked as I made it to the pool and saw Bobby and John fighting. "He started it." John growled out. "Well I'm finishing it, class now or I will send you to the Professor's office." I ordered. "Yes Professor." Bobby said as he walked away. I smiled as I shook my head and walked to my class. "Mom!" A voice yelled. I smiled as I turned to see my five year old daughter run up to me. "Hello Sweetheart, what are you up to?" I asked as I picked her up. "Running from papa." She said with a giggle. I smiled as I saw my husband of twenty years walking towards us.

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