Fic: Frogs (PG, S/J, X, Abby [original character])
- Title: Frogs
Author's website: http://www.angelfire.com/de2/TTO (which also has
Career Choices, Larping, Connecting, and L & H in X-Menland) Feel
to link, just let me know.
Thanks: To my beta, Henrietta. I'm still trying to convince her to
the axe down.
Pairing: S/J, X, Abby (original character)
Summary: Someone at Xavier's School has problems with biology
Disclaimer: X-Men => Marvel and Fox. Abby Greenwood => Me. Questions?
Author's notes: I'm actually very fond of Scott. I don't think he
could do what he was going to. :-) And there might be a sequel. All
depends on how nice you are.
Why won't people write any Scott fic? I Want Scott Fic!! (Consider
Scott Summers was walking along the halls of the mansion to his
office. He sipped his coffee as he glanced at his newspaper, then
tugged the paper under his arm to get the door to his office open. A
girl waiting in his office stood up from a chair by the desk. She had
been waiting for him.
"Ms. Greenwood. How can I help you?" he asked, going around his desk
and pulling out his chair.
"Is it true? Are we going to disect frogs in biology next week?" Abby
fumed, leaning against Scott's desk.
"Abby, if you don't want to do it, you don't have to. But yes, it is
scheduled for next week."
"Over my dead body. You're _not_ disecting anything!" she said,
slamming her fist against the table.
"It's part of the biology lessons, Abby. You need to learn about the
internal organs in other mammels."
"There's a difference between learning from a book and cutting open a
defenseless creature, wouldn't you say, Mr. Summers?" she was
practically shouting at this point.
Professor Xavier wheeled in Scott's office. "I could hear you all the
way to my office, Ms. Greenwood. Is there a problem?"
"Yes. One of your teachers wants to play murderer."
"Abby, I'm not trying to play anything! They're just frogs, and we
will give them an anesthetic!" Scott argued.
"So it's okay to kill animals? Humans are animals too, is it alright
to kill them too? If we need an animal to be disected, let's start
"Frogs are different from humans, Abby."
"Ms. Greenwood, if you'd calm down..."
"I'm not going to calm down! And stay out of my head! I have a right
to make myself heard!" Abby turned from the Professor back to Scott.
"You'll kill frogs because they're not humans. That makes it alright
to kill other forms of life just because they are inferior to you?
I'll be sure to tell that to the FOH the next time we meet!"
"Ms. Greenwood has a point, Scott."
Scott smiled. "Yeah, I guess she does. You certainly have a way with
Abby shrugged. "When there's a problem, I make noice."
"I've noticed. I think Jean could hear you all the way to the medlab.
In the future, would you be so kind as to keep the volume down?"
Xavier asked, then wheeled himself out of the room.
"Can't make any promises" Abby called out after him.
"Abby, please sit down" Scott asked, pointing to the chair in front
the desk. Abby sat down and glared at him.
"So you're gonna let them go?" she asked.
"You can let them go yourself. They're in the storage room. I'll give
them to you later. Right now, I think we should talk."
"What about?" she asked, still glaring at him.
"Constantly questioning your teachers' authorities will get you
nothing, Abby. Is there something else I should know about? Anything
"I can't honor "teacher's authorities" because I don't think there is
such a thing. Just because you're a teacher doesn't mean your
are better than anyone else's. I'll look up to the fact that you are
sharing your knowledge with others, but there's good and bad
knowledge. I have a right to disagree and an equal right to say so."
"Okay. But the next time, could we talk about whatever's wrong,
instead of you fuming in my office and shouting at me?"
"We were talking about whatever's wrong. I was just making sure you
Scott wrapped his arms around his girl's waist, pulled her against
and kissed her on the forehead. Jean responded by putting her arms
around around his neck. "So, what brings you to my side of the
Scott sighed. "I had a... conversation with Abby. About the frogs.
That girl has a nasty temper, even for a 19-year-old."
"You came away with it in one piece?" she said in mock surprise.
"Barely. For a minute I thought she might disect me if I wouldn't let
her have the frogs. She seemed to settle down after I promised to go
set them free with her."
"Poor Scott. What are you going to teach in biology next week?"
"I told Abby to read up on internal organs, and teach the others in
class. She seemed pleased. And that worries me."
"I think she might use me as learning material."
"You think I could sit in on your class?" Jean smirked.
"Hey! You'll pay for that remark later, missy" Scott said, and jumped
up to sit on the exam bed. "I don't know what the Professor was
thinking when he asked Abby to join the classes. She asked herself to
do some voluntary work here instead. Said she "didn't do well with
authorities, being a New Age- hippie"."
"I didn't say I was a New Age- hippie, I said I was a Wiccan hippie.
There's a difference" Abby said, making Scott jump.
"Hello, Abby, what can I do for you?" Jean asked. Abby held out a
slimy, green frog in her hands.
"I think this one's sick. He looks a lot sleepier than the rest of
Jean looked at the frog, unwilling to take it. "It... looks fine,
Abby. It may be just tired."
"Or he did something to it" she said, looking at Scott.
"I didn't do anything with them, Abby. Scout's honor" Scott answered,
holding up one of his hands. Abby eyed him for a moment, then turn to
walk out of the doors.
"Come on, Sweetie. Time to let the little ones free" she called out
from the door.
"Sweetie?" Jean asked Scott.
"Here" Abby said, handing him the plastic aquarium that held the
frogs. "You do it."
"Don't you want to?" Scott asked.
"I want you to. You might even learn something."
"I'm not sure what it is you want me to learn, but here goes" Scott
put the aquarium on the ground and tilted it sideways and onto the
ground. They both watched as the green frogs jumped away.
"Just saved lives and stopped a massacre. Feel better?" Abby asked
"I wouldn't have called it "a massacre"."
"Fine. Is there anything else you might fight with me about?" Scott
said, picked up the empty aquarium and they started walking back to
"No, not for the time being. But I'll make noice."
"I was afraid of that... May god have mercy on us."