4th Floor Common Room, Wednesday

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Uma had been sent flowers. Yeah, she'd gotten them hours ago, but she still didn't know why she'd gotten them. Or what to do with them. This was the first time she'd seen real flowers, never mind had any of her own.

Flowers needed...water, right? Yeah, that sounded good. She was just going to bang around the common room, looking for a cup or something big enough to hold her...stripey, purple flowers (what kind of flowers were they? Not-roses was the only guess she had) and hope that they didn't die while she looked for something appropriate to put them in.

How fast did flowers die, exactly? Why didn't school teach this kind of stuff?!

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Uma shrugged. "Sounds like magic."

Which she didn't understand, but believed in.

"Go on."

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"It can be, sometimes," Bobby said with a nod. "But anyway- me and my friends were visited by someone who said he came from the future and needed our help. So, he brought us forward into this time. Where I met me, but as an adult. And he was dating Professor Kitty, except then I figured out that I didn't really like girls, you know, romantically, which meant that since he was me, then he didn't either, so they broke up. And now the Professor Kitty who isn't the same one that was dating the other me but comes from someplace where things were mostly the same gave me flowers." Did you follow all that, Uma?

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Sorta?

"Wait, someone you didn't know came and said they needed your help and you just went with them?"

She'd gotten the important bit!

"Why?"

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“Oh, no, we totally knew who he was,” Bobby said. “It was the grownup version of my friend Hank. So, totally trustworthy.”

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Uma's face was seriously questioning Bobby's judgment here. "...You trusted a guy who went back in time to recruit kids?"

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Oh, Uma. That was barely even scratching the surface of how fucked up a plan it was. "I mean, yeah? He was convinced we were needed to help, like, stave off a genocide or an apocalypse or that kinda thing, which is sort of a big deal, so," he shrugged.

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Oh, X-Men. Good for making most canons look sane.

"...Why didn't he just, like, go back in time five years before and get you as adults or whatever?" she asked.