3rd Floor Common Room, Sunday Evening

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Bobby still didn't really know what was going on. But he and Rogue hadn't had any luck finding the Professor or Mr. Summers or Ms. Munroe or anyone yesterday. Maybe that Kate girl had been onto something after all.

Still, transported to an alternate dimension or not, boy had to eat. Which is why he found the nearest kitchen-like area and was currently preparing himself a gourmet dinner of macaroni and cheese.

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Looking for the rest of the X-Men here, Jean just so happened into the room.

Bobby looked... different. More douchey.

"Hello, Bobby."

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Don't mind Bobby. He was just going to stare. A lot.

"Dr. Grey?"

She was supposed to be dead!

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Yeah, she got that a lot. "Doctor?"

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"You're dead." Yeah, he was going to ignore the question in favor of pointing out that particular fact.

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Not to mention a whore. According to the goddamn Batman.

Jean sighed and just went with it. "I may be where you're from, but I'm alive again here."

The again, you see, was the important part.

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"What do you mean, where I'm from?" Bobby frowned. Apparently Kate's little crash course in AUs hadn't sunk in as much as it should've.

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"There are--" How best to explain this to Bobby. "--points where things could have gone differently in our lives. And there's another universe where that change happened."

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"So you- if you came back, do you think the you where I'm from could too?" Bobby asked hopefully.

No, his eyes weren't starting to water at all. Shut up. He was a manly man who did not cry.

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"...sure. Just don't go near her if she's on fire, alright?"

What? It was sage advice.

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Bobby rolled his eyes. "I think I can handle myself around fire." He pointed out.

Um. Probably not cosmic fire, Drake.

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"I'm sure you can around normal fire," Jean assured him. Maternally. And maybe just a bit condescendingly. "But this is a different kind."

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"How the hell does someone just come back from the dead anyway?" Bobby asked. "You don't have healing powers like Mr. Logan."

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"It's a very long story."

And it involved clones and psychokinetic cocoons to heal and eating suns...

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"I'm not exactly busy," Bobby pointed out. "Macaroni?" he offered.

This was so weird. He was offering pasta to an alternate universe version of his dead teacher.

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"Well..." She was hungry. "I can only tell you a bit."

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"I'm all ears," he said, managing a bit of a smile as he handed over a plate.

So weird. So weird.

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Nodding, Jean took the plate to site down. Nothing said awkward like eating pasta with the alternate universe version of your old teammate while a good decade older than him.

In spandex.

"There are things in the world that you might never understand, Bobby. Beyond Earth."

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He kind of wanted to ask about the spandex. It seemed a little, um... comic-book-ish.

"I'm smarter than I look."

No, no he wasn't.

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It was cosmic, thank you. Changed color based off her evil.

"But you're still very young."

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"I'm seventeen," Bobby said, a little- okay, a lot- petulantly. "And Professor Xavier says I can start training to be a real X-Man soon."

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"...you're not one already?"

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"I know, right?" Bobby bitched. "I'm ready. I know I am. But it's been months and we still haven't even done any real training."

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"Who is on the team then?" What sort of bizarro world was this?

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Well this was getting even more confusing. Shouldn't she know this?

"Um, Mr. Logan and Ms. Munroe and... uh, Mr. Summers technically I guess?" It was gonna be a while before he'd feel comfortable using first names to refer to his teachers.

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"What about Warren? And Hank?" Jean asked, picking at her mac and cheese.

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"Warren?" Bobby frowned, remembering something Kate had said yesterday. "You don't mean Worthington, do you?"

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"Well, yes. Me, you, Scott, Hank and Warren. We were the original team."

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"I've never met him," Bobby shook his head. "There was this girl yesterday, she said he was my best friend." This was getting weirder by the minute. "I don't know who Hank is, either."

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"Hank? Beast maybe?"

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"Doesn't ring a bell," Bobby shook his head.

Well, at least when he woke up tomorrow morning Bobby would be aware that there's at least one more reality out there that's just as weird as Jean and Kurt's?

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The weirdest.

"...right." Jean finally took a bite of cold mac and cheese. "That sounds... interesting."

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"I was really part of the team where you're from?" Bobby asked. "But, I mean- I'm just a kid." So much for the whole 'omg I AM a grownup' argument of five minutes ago. "And you guys are all, you know... old."

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"Back home, I'm not too much older than you." Ignoring retcons and all that.

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"...Weird." Bobby decided, poking at his mac and cheese with a fork.

Weirder than your dead teacher coming back to life after you've apparently taken the place of your alternate-universe self at some school in Maryland. Yes.