Log: Carlie and Jubilee: Glitterbugs

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When: Backdated to Friday 21st January 2005. Time:9pm
Who is involved: Carlie Bartlett and Jubilation Lee.
What Happens:? Carlie arrives at the mansion to find out Jubilee has been injured. She visits her friend in the infirmary and they talk. There is Jello!
Lyrics Rich Girl by Gwen Stefani.



"You're kidding, right? She's in the hospital? Now? When
I'm here?" Carlie rolled her eyes slightly as Madelyn took her via
the least top-secret way to the medlab. "I'm starting to see what you mean
by this place having the worst luck. Which minor diery did you piss off?"

"All of them?" Madelyn replied with a half-serious sigh. "She'll be fine,
she's just got second-degree burns to her hands, and a few first-degree
ones elsewhere. And accidents happen - this sort of thing could have
happened anywhere. Remember the toffee incident?"

"I thought we weren't going to mention that again..." Carlie grumbled,
pouting a little. The incident being referred to had happened when she was
twelve, and had managed to set the kitchen on fire making toffee.
Redocoration had been needed, although at least Carlie had managed to avoid
any actual bodily harm.

"She's just in here," Madelyn said, indicating the door. "I'll let you two
gossip for a bit while I talk to Hank about bringing her upstairs tomorrow,
'kay? Try not to talk her ears off."

"And what about mine?" teased Carlie as she headed for the door. "She's as
bad as I am, and you know it."

"Fine, talk each other to death. It'll mean more peace and quiet for me,"
Madelyn mock-grumbled, grinning - this had been a good idea, accident or
not. "Shoo. But don't let her out of that bed, or I won't introduce you to
the illustrious Doctor McCoy."

"Yeah, whatever." Opening the door, Carlie poked her head inside. "Jubes,
I've heard of plays for attention, but this is frickin' ridiculous,
y'know?"

Jubilee had been watching soap operas, she thought it might be 'Days of our
lives', but considering the fact that most of them simply had
interchangeable names, it could have been any American soap. She much
preferred the Indian ones, as there was something about foreign language
that always made television watching more fun. Possibly it had something to
do with the fact that you could just substitute your own dialogue for
whatever situation the actors happened to be in.

She grinned as she saw Carlie poking her head around the door. "Get in
here, you. I've been waiting like, forever for you and Mads to get back.
I've been reduced to watching bad American soap operas to pass the time,
even."

Carlie bounced in, plonking herself on the bed without invitation, but
being careful not to jostle Jubilee too much. "I think you're beyond hope,"
she announced, referring to the soap operas. "There's only one thing for it
now - euthanasia. We have to put you out of your misery." Without waiting
for Jubilee to respond, she continued. "What the heck were you thinking,
setting yourself on fire? Unless it's something to do with your
powers, in which case, my bad, but even if it was, it really didn't work,
'cause you look terrible. Does it hurt?"

"Freak hair drying accident." Jubilee replied, expression teasing.
"Seriously though, I was totally trying to make donut holes for Mads to
thank her for going to San Fran with me, and managed to spill oil all over
my jeans. Then the stove fire started an, well, it all went downhill from
there."

Jubilee propped herself up on the bed, smiling widely. "They gave me some
pain killers, so doesn't hurt too much. But enough about me, what about
you? Have you met anyone yet? Did Mads give you the tour? It totally sucks
that I'm stuck in here, I wanted to show you around when you got here."

"Well, Mad is talking to the other doctor now - Dr Hank? - and there's a
good chance we'll be springing you out of here tomorrow morning. Since you
were going to be spending the time in Mad's suite any way, and she's the
amazing doctor lady and all, it makes sense, right? And I haven't seen too
much yet. I sort of insisted on coming straight down here to see you when I
heard." Carlie reached over and patted Jubilee's knee through the blanket.
"I was worried. I don't like it when my friends set themselves on fire. And
you've probably given Mad a donut phobia now, you realise? Everytime she
eats one she'll think of you setting yourself on fire for her. Mind you,
that's not a bad thing."

"Dude, awesome. Much as I just love hospital décor, I could do without the
weird disinfectant smell. You'll love Hank when you meet him, by the by.
He's fuzzy and blue and has a wicked sense of humour. Although, don't
accept any brownies from him. Although, maybe they only have a bad affect
on the precogs." Jubilee replied, a little unsure as to how to react to
Carlie's concern.

She hadn't realised her friends would be worried about her, although now
she thought about it she wasn't entirely sure why she'd thought they
wouldn't be. She made to reach out, and then wrinkled her nose as she
realised touching anything with her hands still hurt like hell. "Dude,
sorry I worried you. But Mads says I'm gonna be okay, an she should know."

"Check, blue, fuzzy and no brownies." Carlie grinned at her. "See? This is
me being all mature and not bouncing all over the place going
"omigodomigodhe'sBLUE" at you. Though once I meet him? Can't guarantee I'll
keep that under control. You live in an amazingly cool palce, y'know? I
mean, I saw someone flying as we pulled up. Flying, as in actual
wings. I've always wanted to do that." She caught Jubilee's wince
and patted her knee again. "And that's cool. You just get to have me be
your hands for a little while." She caught sight of Jubilee's dinner tray,
still sitting on the table-on-wheels, and blinked. "Dude, you left Jello?
Are you some sort of strange freaky person with a bias against lime-green
goodness?"

"Amanda got called away before she could feed it to me. Can't exactly feed
myself right now. An the person with wings would be Jay, or maybe Warren.
Warren's a nice guy, but Jay can be a bit of a jerk at times. His sister is
my roommate. That's Paige, the one I told you about that could shed her
skin an make different types underneath. Gah, I so want out of this bed.
There's like a hundred different things I wanna show you, an people you so
gotta meet. There's gonna be a party as well, an we gotta plot how ta get
Mads to dress up for it."

"Amanda? Isn't she the bitch you don't like?" Carlie grabbed the Jello cup,
and the spoon. "Open up," she instructed, sounding uncannily like her
sister for a moment. As Jubilee obeyed, she scooped Jello into the other
girl's mouth. "And you have two people with wings? Man, you guys have
everything. Do you think one of them might take me up sometime? Tho'
if this Jay's a bit of a jerk, probably not. And I want to meet
everybody, since I've waited all this time and I'm going to make the
most of it." As Jubilee opened her mouth to reply, Carlie dropped another
spoonful of Jello into it, with a grin. "And getting Mad to dress up is
easy. You just wait until she's in the shower, steal all her clothes, and
leave what you want her to wear out on the bed. Works every time."

Jubilee snickered and then coughed as Jello decided to go up her nose.
"Dude, don't do that to a person." she gasped, finally managing to get the
jello down.

She could feel that sense of peace that Carlie and Madelyn always seemed to
bring with them. There was the wistfulness too, memories of her parents and
that same peace she'd felt with them.

"An I think Mandy and I are on the mend, although it's early days yet.
Knowin' our history, I don't want ta jinx it."

"Newsflash, Jubes - you can't breathe Jello." Carlie wiped the resulting
mess from Jubilee's face with a napkin, stealing a moutful of Jello for
herself since she obviously needed a free hand and sticking the spoon in
her mouth was the easiest option. "Well, not unless you're some sort of
Jello-breathing mutant, which would really suck since all you could do for
a living would be wrestle in the stuff, and that's just completely sleazy,"
she went on, once the mess had been cleaned up and the spoon removed. She
stole another mouthful, since mmm, green Jello. "Good for you, that you're
trying to fix things. Guess I don't have to dress her up like Harry Potter
when she's asleep now, do I?"

It was tempting, extremely tempting, not because she wanted to hurt Amanda,
merely because it would have been an extremely funny joke and one Amanda
might even appreciate after she'd ranted for a bit. Hmm...definitely an
idea for April fools, people expected pranks then.

"Dude, keep that in mind, hey? Even if we're not mortal enemies anymore, no
one ever said I couldn't play pranks on her. So, how's college life?"

"Good." Carlie fed Jubes the last spoonful of Jello and settled back,
pulling one leg up and underneath the other. "Not so busy yet, which is why
I'm here, since Mad said there wasn't any point coming for New Year's with
everyone in Scotland, but I'm really enjoying my classes and the group's
got some really good ideas for actions this year. We're going to picket
outside one of the big fashion magazines with Monica and Dazic, you know,
the really obvious mutant friends I told you about? Well, we're going to
picket there, since how many mutants do you see in fashion magazines?
That's right, none." Carlie grinned sheepishly, realising she was on the
soapbox again. "But you know that better than me. Jubes, you don't think
I'm a try-hard or anything, do you? Being all into mutant rights and the
rest of it when I'm just human?"

"Carlie, Dude, I'd never think you were a try-hard. Besides, it's cause
you're human that you bein' into mutant rights is so cool. I mean, me, I
kinda have to be, bein' a mutant an all but you chose to help out, cause
you cared, ya know? We need more humans ta care like you do. Need more of
them to be excited by what we can do, rather then afraid. An I for one,
think it's kinda cool that you're so excited about things I kinda take for
granted, means I get to see all this through someone else's eyes. It's
fun." Jubilee replied, grinning at her friend.

"Good. There's been some people, at school, who say we're nothing more than
mutant groupies and we don't know what we're talking about..." Carlie
shrugged a little. "And I'd hate to come off rude or anything, but yeah, it
is so unbelieveably cool what you can do. Though I'd like you anyway,
mutant or not," she hastened to add. "You're my kind of people."

"Dude, not sure what kinda people have been sayin' that, but I'd always be
suspicious of someone tryin' to get you to stop doin' something you love
doin'. They usually have some kind of ulterior motive for it. But then, I
ain't the most trustin' of souls, and I seriously dislike people tellin' me
what I should and shouldn't be doing. Especially if it's to pick at it when
I know what I'm doing is right. An you're gonna see a lot more then just my
powers while you're here. Heck, I'll even talk to Jay for you, see if I can
get him to agree takin' you up." Jubilee replied, grinning.

She'd have to get Mads to ask Jay to come see her, maybe. Since she
couldn't exactly get up and walk over to talk to him, or type herself at
the moment. But if Carlie wanted to go flying, Jubes could chance talking
to the guy. She'd never really met him to be honest, only seen how he was
on the journal system. It could turn out he wasn't as much of a jerk as the
written words seemed to point to.

"Oh, I don't care what they say, only that I might be coming off all psuhy
and rude and patronising..." Carlie's eyes grew round at the mention of Jay
and possible flying. "You'd do that? Really? Omigod that is so
cool!" She was about to grab Jubilee in a hug but remembered the
bandaged hands at the last minute, and settled for bouncing a little on the
bed. "So seriously going to owe you for this. And anything you need, like
fetching and carrying, or homework help or anything else, you ask, okay?
While I'm here I'm your hands, and no buts about it." She gave Jubilee a
determined nod. "Besides, I touch type at almost the same speed I talk, so
I can keep up with you easy."

"Yeah, I would but ya don't need ta owe me one. Just great to see you
again. Missed you, Dude." Jubilee replied, somewhat sleepy again.

Carlie noticed the drooping eyes. "I'll get out of your face, let you catch
up on your beauty sleep - God knows you need it," she teased. "I'll come
down later, okay? Before I go to bed?"

Jubilee shook her head, barely able to keep her eyes open now and drifting
off fast. "Stay till I sleep, please? S'quiet here, can't sleep when it's
quiet. Too many bad dreams."

"Hey, that's cool." Carlie grinned suddenly. "I could sing you a lullaby,
if you want. I do that for the Brats, when I'm sitting for them." She
reached out and patted Jubilee's knee again. "And by the time I go home
again, you'll be begging for quiet. Trust me."

Jubilee smiled, eye closing finally. "Ain't had a lullaby since..."

She never got to finish the sentence, drifting of into sleep now that she
knew Carlie was staying.

Waiting a few more minutes until she was sure Jubilee was asleep, Carlie
rose and straightened the blankets, pulling them up higher, before giving
Jubilee's shoulder a light pat. "Dork," she said affectionately. "Don't
scare me like that." Then, satisfied Jubilee wouldn't miss her presence,
she left to find her sister.