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 One Small Step for a Boy, Junior, and any Kid who is awake
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Thermomagnetism
I'm a kid!
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Heather
Student: Non-Com
February 27th
Early Morning


So, here's the thing.

Nate Summers was a good boy, he really was. He had been taught, from a very young age, to be honest, to help others, do what was right. The fact that everyone he knew was a superhero, may have helped, or his not-at-all disguised hero worship of Captain America. (Ask him some time about how his Dad knew the real Cap and he came to his 4th birthday party) It could have also been that he was a Summers, and as a rule, the men who bore that name tended to be good guys, leaders, strong of both power and conviction...

But, he was also a nine year old kid on the moon, a kid who even as a toddler had no fear. There were probably many faults in Nate's person, though they were fairly typical ones that any boy has, but his innate belief that no harm would come to him because of who his family was and what his powers could do... well, that was definitely the biggest fault he had.

Last night, while he had enjoyed the gala and the feast that the Inhumans had treated the children to, it was still just a city. He didn't come to the moon to see a city. He wanted to see the MOON. So, in collusion with Junior, who was in a roundabout way his cousin and therefore a natural partner in crime, and a couple of the other older kids, he'd made a plan to sneak outside the dome. Yes, there wasn't any air on most of the moon, but Ahura had explained that they were in a section called "The Blue Area" and that ancient machines had created a livable environment outside the dome, for a small way. That, and on their tour of the city where Ahura's parents ruled, they were shown a machine at the wall of the dome that created space suits for the inhumans so they could venture into the wastelands beyond their protected home. The inhumans were certainly much more advanced than earth, the machine would probably be able to make kid sized suits.

And, if not, Nate would find another way.

Quietly, so as not to wake up anyone he did not want woken up, with his shoes in his hand, Nate slipped out of the room he had been given, into the dark halls of the still slumbering citadel, lit only by strange globes that brightened as he came near.

"No," he whispered to the lights, "Stay dark."

The lights obediently dimmed.

Yeah. The inhuman tech was awesome.

Creeping across the hall, he slipped into the room where Junior had been placed, and said, softly, "Junior? You awake yet?" He sat down on a chair to put on his shoes, "Come on," he said, "Grab your coat. We're going outside."

Max Coleridge Jr
Greg Russell
Nuya
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“Yeah,” he said, wiping the remaining sleep from his eyes. “I’ll be ready in a minute.” His sleep had been light and he’d woken up several times during the night, roused by strange sounds and at least once because it had been just too quiet. Normally, that would’ve meant he’d still be tired and dragging himself out of bed but there was a sense of excitement to it all, like Christmas morning after staying up all night straining your ears listening for Santa.

He leapt out of bed and started throwing off his PJs and pulling on clothes. In only a few minutes, he was combing his fingers through his dark, curly hair and after a glance in a mirror, called it good enough.

“I snuck food from the buffet last night,” he said and tossed Nate something from a small pile of goodies, for himself and Nate and the others, that seemed similar to fruit roll-ups, dehydrated fruit stuff anyway. Just as goodness and boldness was in Nate's blood, Junior was a planner and thinker, not only about the moment but planning and thinking about the next step. “Have breakfast.” His own fruit roll-up/twizzler thing hung half in and half out of his mouth, slowly disappearing, as he put on his shoes.

“Are we going to stop by the other’s rooms,” Junior whispered, “or are they coming here?”

Glancing out the window, Junior looked out over the still sleeping city, dark except for the lighted windows. “Where are we going?”
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The party was nice and all, Greg supposed, even if it didn't have any play areas or games for the kids to play with. The food was pretty good at least, and to be in a new place, with people he didn't know, where he didn't have to hide who he really was because at least half of the people in the whole city were some kind of different like he was was really great.

But much like it was with Nate, Greg felt he had already seen cities. This was Mutant Town on steroids, and once the initial awe wore off, he wanted... more. There was a whole moon out there to see, and he wanted to see it. He hadn't forgotten his initial desire to find the American flag, to find Neil Armstrong's bootprint, and to add his own to it.

The rooms weren't soundproofed, at least not entirely, so he heard Nate and Max plotting and planning a door or two down the hall. It took very little thought for Greg to hop out of bed and creep to the door, poking his head out gingerly.

"We're gonna go find the flag?" Greg asked in a whisper that was louder than he intended.
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best friends
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The Woozles lived a very odd life, even for mutant kids. A few weeks after arriving at Xavier’s they had solved their need to suddenly be individuals by working out a schedule of being alone. Here on the moon they kept to it, Hunter being awake and happily drawing his room while looking out the window like thing it contained. Piper had quickly exhausted herself by asking anyone who would listen about tech and politics and why powers were celebrated here but not on Earth. Taylor had quickly grown bored at the lack of places to run and climb, or more accurately at the number of people preventing her from such. Hunter, with his artist’s eye, wasn’t much like his sisters, he liked the quiet vibe of this moon city, liked the respect everyone carried.

However this did mean he was both fully awake and aware when some of the bigger kids inevitably became mischief bound. Having two sisters that were pretty literally a part of him and both caused trouble in their own ways well prepared him for sneak outs and fast changes in activity. He didn’t know what the others would be on about, what their plans were, but they were all boys. It might be really fun to just be boys for once. Using their odd link, Hunter noted that Piper and Taylor were quiet “in home” perhaps actually asleep for once. SO he put on his shoes and grabbed a jacket after carefully setting his sketchpad down. As always, Greg proved the tipping point. His small voice reached Hunter’s ears and Taylor’s affection for the feral pushed Hunter out into the hallway.

“Hey guys, where we going? The city’s really cool, but I’m kinda running out of things to draw. Do you think there’s still a space shuffle… er… shatter…. Er… SHIP! Out there? From like the time of the aster… otter… astronauts? That would be awesome. And do you mean that Merican flag from the movies? Papa says that whole thing was faked to scare the Russians.”

As ever, Hunter had trouble making words flow from his head to his lips. His brain changed words on him, altered definitions, or simply pushed the wrong word out. He’d been working on it, working hard, but it never seemed to get much better. Mr. Cyclops had told him about a similar problem he’d had years ago, so that made Hunter work even harder at it.
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Thermomagnetism
I'm a kid!
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Heather
Student: Non-Com
The other boys started to join them in Junior's room, and Nate, munching on one of the fruit roll up things that Junior had given them, shushed them. "Quiet, guys. We don't want to wake anyone up." He looked at the youngest of the group and said, "Hunter, if you want to come with us, are your sisters going to cause problems? Can you keep them in home if they do?"

The Woozles were very odd and their powers were something that Nate didn't understand, but since everyone he knew had powers or would eventually, he was not the sort of person that judged others by their abilities. Only by what they did with them. The Woozles dad was working with Nate's grandfather, and that was apparently a bad thing, but Nate trusted people would do the right thing when it came down to it.

Hunter was a little kid, and though he was only two years younger than Nate, the Summers boy sometimes felt much older than the rest of the kids. He put his hand on Hunter's shoulder, "We'll go see the flag and the lunar module, but we have to be very quiet, and if we're going to go outside the dome, you have to have to have a suit on or you'll die. Your sisters can't pop out of home while we're out there. I want to make sure you understand that."

He looked at the other boys, "I want you all to understand that. I was listening to what they were telling us when they showed us around. I know how far we can go before we leave the Blue Area and I can use my powers to get us to where the flag is. I can feel the metal. But it's going to be a long walk and if we get tired, it's not going to be easy to take breaks. Everyone understand?"

Once he was sure that everyone was ready, he said, "Ok, let's go, but everyone has to be quiet, ok? Very quiet."

He lead them out into the hallway and said, "Follow me."
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Junior looked over at Hunter as he joined them, he was the most unusual of their number. Greg had the wolf-thing, sure, but Hunter and his sisters had some weird other place they could hide away in, which, as weird went, was pretty hands down weird.

As Nate explained where they were going and stressing the necessity of being quiet, Junior considered his backpack; should he take it… should he not?

He looked at the other boys, "I want you all to understand that. I was listening to what they were telling us when they showed us around. I know how far we can go before we leave the Blue Area and I can use my powers to get us to where the flag is. I can feel the metal. But it's going to be a long walk and if we get tired, it's not going to be easy to take breaks. Everyone understand?"

Junior paid attention to what Nate said and nodded, then added, “If we get stopped, pretend that we go for early morning walks all the time. The moon-people won’t know that’s not true. Nate, you should let me do the talking if we get stopped, you’re not a good liar; you’re too honest.” Like Nate’s hero Cap America, he was a bad liar, but Junior, as they say, was born to it, being sneaky was literally in his genetics and living among Hellfire had made deception as automatic as breathing; though living among the X-Men had changed that some. He dropped the backpack; if they were going to pretend this morning adventure was usual, he didn’t want to seem too prepared for trouble.

“Hey Greg, keep your eyes and ears open if there’s anyone else around. Give us a signal, okay?”
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"It's not a fake," Greg shook his head, folding his arms at his chest. He was a fan of outer space stuff, had kids' books on it, and read them cover to cover. The idea that the moon landing was fake was just preposterous to him. "Astronauts were the best and they came to the moon and changed the whole world."

Greg struggle to contain his excitement, and the children assembled would all know the valiant effort it was taking to be as composed and calm as he was in this moment. He really really wanted to go explore the moon, find Neil Armstrong's flag, put his own bootprint on the moon where it would stay forever. To know that he could look up at the moon when he got back home and know that he had left his mark on it forever? That was exciting.

"I actually do that sometimes!" he spoke softly, whispering as well as he could. This was going to be easy, he was sure. They were friends, they were a good team, they knew how to work together well, and they were going to explore the moon together. It would be the greatest thing ever. Ever.

"I can do that!" He whispered as Max requested he keep his senses trained on the perimeter. Make sure nobody snuck up on them, or caught them off-guard. The opportunity to be useful to the mission? Valuable and not just a tag-along? That was almost as great as getting to go in the first place.

"We're safe so far!" he whispered Ashe followed Nate's lead.
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here, there, everywhere
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“My sisters always cause trouble, that’s pretty much what sisters are for i think. But right now they’re kinda asleep, I can keep ‘em that way for long nuff. It’s commie… corrective… car door…. Complex! Anyway, we’ll be OK, they see and hear what i do, kinda and night time is my time.”

At seven years old it was impossible to explain how their powers worked or how close the three really were. Their powers, perfectly natural to them, didn’t make much sense to others, not even their dad. But the trio had learned to live with it, to make the most of it and just be themselves, even if that self was a little more collective like then others. As for Nate, Hunter liked him, he was bossy like Piper but cause he cared, not cause he wanted to be the best. It was nice, reminded him a little of mama. Plus Nate was the son of Mr. Alex, who Papa pretty much regarded as the best X-Person ever. He had weird powers though, metal was boring.

“Oh! If it’s far and we’re worried about being tired I’ll just switch bodies with taylor then, she like never gets tired.”

Thought was deed and for an instant there was a wide eyed blonde girl next to Hunter and in the next there was only the girl, now alert and eager looking. Huntlor smiled and stretched, this seemingly perfectly normal to him. When they were younger they’d body swap all the time and he kind of missed those days. It was a boy girl thing he supposed, or maybe a growing up thing. Either way, it made little sense to him.

“Well, Piper gets up early and does stuff every morning, so it’s not really a lie. Also adults seem to think she’s cute so that will help. Actually it always seems like girls get away with a whole lot more then boys, ya know?”

Hunter spoke with Taylor’s voice, but his movements and thoughts were definitely his own. He was pumped, as he didn’t usually do adventures. It was nice to be going along, to be part of a group, even better that it was boys. Living as a Woozle meant at least two girls around pretty much all the time.

“Well, I guess we’ll see, but papa seemed pretty convinced.”
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Thermomagnetism
I'm a kid!
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Greg gave the all and Nate said, "Ok, Greg, you stay in front with me, and keep your sniffer sniffing, ok?" He looked at Junior and Hunter, "You guys ready?"

Hunter was suddenly in Taylor's body, and when he (she?) explained why, Nate cocked his head to the side, considering, "Well, I guess that makes sense," he said, "But it's kinda weird to have you being a girl now..." He shrugged, "But Uncle Scott says that everyone has the powers they're s'pposedta and there's no weird powers, only ones we don't know how to use right yet, so I guess, that's ok. But shhhh, ok? We don't want to wake up the Peapods or Luna. You might sometimes be in a girl body but you're a boy, and you gotta know that girls sometimes mess stuff up. Definitely don't want Ellie with us." Nate loved his sister and his cousins very very much, but sometimes boys had to do things without girls.

Besides, they needed to be quiet and if the Peapods and Ellie were anything, it wasn't quiet.

The group of little boys sneaked through the corridors of the citadel, lead by Greg's sniffer. Once or twice, he warned them of guards or early morning palace staff moving around in the halls ahead of them, so they quickly chose other pathways, until, at last, they reached a door that lead to outside.

Well, not really outside, because they were still under a dome, and whoa, for a moment, Nate stared up at that dome in awe. It was still night time for Attilan, or at least very very early in the morning, before 'sunrise'. This was the dark side of the moon, but there was sun sometimes, right? It didn't really matter inside Attilan, because they simulated a day/night cycle very similar to an Earth cycle. They were, after all, children of the planet below them, even if most of them had never even seen it.

But right now, it was dark, and the dome overhead showed clearly the universe beyond what they knew. It was just a night sky, and if they expected to see more than the could normally see from back home, well, then they would be disappointed. But for Nate, who was a practical kid, the magicalness of this all was because he knew they weren't on their planet, and he was thoughtful enough to understand just how special this was.

And, it would be even more special when they were outside the dome and they were on the real moon.

"Come on," Nate urged, taking off across the courtyard. "Let's get to..."

"WHUMF!"

With a pop of air, suddenly Lockjaw was in front of them. Nate skidded to a stop just barely before crashing into the giant bulldog. "LOCKJAW!" he gasped, "Where did you come from?"

The big bulldog put his head between his front paws, his entire rear end up in the air wagging back and forth. This wasn't his boy, but it was a boy he knew and he liked to play with boys he knew. "HAMPH!" he hamphed.

"SHHHHH," Nate said, "We want to go outside. Outside the dome, but you have to be quiet or you'll get us in trouble. Ok? Shhhhhh."

Lockjaw looked at Nate with his head cocked to the side and then, he licked the boy with a tongue the size of a bathmat.

"UGH!" Nate said, though there was more than a hint of a giggle in his groan of disgust, "Doggy slobber!" Wiping his face on his coat, Nate said, "Just for that, you have to take us to the suit room, ok? So we can go outside the dome. Can you do that?"

Lockjaw barked loudly, and then, leaned close and gave a much quieter bark.

Nate looked at the other boys and said, "Everyone hold on. He's a smart dog. He'll take us to the suit room."

And, as soon as everyone put a hand on the dog, he did that thing he did, and they were in the suit room, before anyone could see them.

"Quick," Nate said, "Grab a suit, and get dressed. We can go quick before anyone sees." He patted Lockjaw on his side, "Good dog, Lockjaw, you're almost as good as my Captain."
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Junior nodded when Nate asked if they were all ready. It had the feeling of being right somehow, like they were falling into an old pattern that was actually still new and forming. They all followed and trusted Greg’s nose and ears; and it worked, the little band of adventure-seekers wove their way through the moon city without encountering anyone.

Junior was having the time of his life; though he often tried to pretend to be cool and aloof, as though he’d seen it all and nothing could phase him, it was all for show. He actually smiled as they went along, and his dark eyes were bright with interest, soaking it all in.

“I bet Ahura used to slip through all the back places of this city all the time,” Junior said softly. When some of them looked at him, he went on, “You don’t know what it’s like being a prince. Everyone thinks you have it all, but that’s not how it really is; you have less freedom than anyone else there. I’d bet that Ahura had secret paths everywhere.” And while that might be true, Ahura also had something else to help him get around; Lockjaw appeared before them in a startling burst of light that made Junior jump in surprise and utter a brief, smothered gasp.

He’d never had a dog or really played with one, but the giant Inhuman dog didn’t really count as one anyway, for comparison. Dutifully, Junior put his hand on Lockjaw’s short bristled fur and hoped he wouldn’t get left behind when the dog whisked them away. Junior was an old hand at being teleported and this one was a smooth shift.

“Good dog,” he said and looked to Nate. “He is really a dog, right?” Not some Inhuman who only appears as a dog, he looked the question at Nate.

Junior looked at the space suits and wondered how they would all find suits that fit. They all seemed to be the same size and Junior scrutinized the suits with a look of deep concentration. He played with an important looking button and the suit in his hands shrunk instantly, like a vacuum-sealed bag.

“I wonder,” Junior muttered and put the suit on over the clothes he was wearing. It looked like he was wearing a tent but when he pressed the button, the thin material of the suit shrunk and reformed, looking like it had been specially made for him. “I figured it out,” he told the others, beaming with pride.
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Trey
Nuya
Student: Non-Com
If Nate was considered a good kid, Nuya himself was safely considered in the same category. Nate was good because he was likeable and honest and consumed the superhero lifestyle with everything he had. Nuya was different. Yes, he was honest, he valued good almost as much as Nate, and he made friends easily enough, but he was different. One, he didn’t have superpowers like Nate, and two, he knew that one day he was going to be the muscle, the down and dirty worker that Nate couldn’t be seen doing. He was quiet, he had this way about him that made him easy to overlook. The way Nate once wanted to be Captain America, it was easy to see how Nuya had been his Winter Soldier.

So when Nate crept out of the room in the middle of the night, Nuya was up, dressed, and creeping down the hallway to keep a look out. Nuya checked to make sure that there were no palace guards walking toward them as Nate rounded up the boys. Apparently, ‘the boys’ meant getting them all up and having a wonderful conversation that allowed the volume to carry nicely down the hallway even if the words themselves weren’t too understandable. At least there were footsteps that went with all of the talking after a while, but still... Talking and talking and talking.

The spoken word was such a touchy subject for Nuya. He used to have a terrible stutter that made him hate to talk because of how embarrassed he’d get. It was a lot easier now, speaking, because he’d had years of practice with it. Still, the stutter never fully went away; the more excited he became, the thicker the impediment returned. On top of the discomfort because of true impediment, he simply liked quiet more than anything else. His native language had a heavy amount of sign language involved in it, so that was one more reason not to see the spoken part as necessary. So when people got to talking to what he felt was too much, he started getting frustrated. Why talk when you can do?

The din of his friends’ conversations had carried, and Nuya saw a pair of palace people heading their way down the corridor. Quick as a flash, Nuya was sprinting in the direction the others had gone. What he did at know was that they’d come across Mr. Ahura’s dog and teleported the rest of the way. But he’d payed attention during the tour as well, so he simply ran the way he knew Nate’s destination was, assuming they were making better time than he was. He heard footsteps behind him, and didn’t dare to look to see if he was being chased, or someone was heading for the bathroom, or whatever, he simply ran faster to catch up. Finally, he rounded a corner and skidded to a stop in front of the other kids.

“Guards coming. Let’s go, let’s go.” He said in between heavy breaths.
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Greg practically beamed with pride as his presence was requested in front. He wanted to be useful, to be important. It is possible that hehad some doubts in himself, that he wasn't as valuable as others. He wasn't as fast as the girls, or as powerful as the Summerses, or smart like the Coleridges, so being useful in any way made him feel pretty good.

He kept his nose trained, his ears on a swivel. He was ready for anything, and nothing was going to take him by surprise.

Except for the giant teleporting bulldog that suddenly materialized in front of him, without a moment's warning, caused Greg to stumble backwards and nearly fall on his backside. He caught his footing, and barely managed to not yelp in shock.

"Can he?" Greg asked, quietly, not sure if Lockjaw could understand Nate or would even do as he asked if he could. Lockjaw was Ahura's dog, and surely...

But he had no reason to doubt Nate, and put a paw-like hand on Lockjaw's back. And just like that, they were gone, poofed to where they were supposed to be headed. He felt a little dizzy, unused to teleporting, but he wasn't going to let that stop him, not in front of the other kids.

So he started to get ready, picking out a space suit he hoped was the right size and began putting it on. It wasn't, and hung on him like a tent, but Max knew what was going on. Greg was about to follow Max's example when his ears caught a sound.

"Footsteps - it's..." he was tense only for a moment, as he u cera told the sound better the closer it got. He relaxed just before the kid they belonged to made it around the corner.

"Hey, Nuya," he said, before Nuya made his announcement. At that, his eyes went wide,as Lockjaw covered a lot of ground that he missed. He quickly hit the button, surprised as the suit snapped in around him faster than he expected, and tossed a suit to Nuya.
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The moment Lockjaw appeared Hunter was thrust back into his body and all three children burst forward to tackle and hug and speak nonsense to the dog. Sleep was an odd concept to the Woozles, they slept, but it was complicated and they were never truly cut off from the world so long as they were “in home”. So even though his sisters were indeed asleep in one sense of the word, in the other they would never miss a chance to see their favorite doggie. Well the only doggie they knew, but they were sure he was the best.

Thankfully for all concerned, Hunter’s sisters were quiet, whispering their “good boy”s and their “who is the bestest doggie, you are”s. As Lockjaw teleported them all away the trio exchanged glances and a silent truce was made. This was a boys thing, it would remain a boys thing. Hunter would use his own body, but the girl would be watching. They would be watching but would not interfere or leave “in home” That would be too many suits, too many people to keep track of, but most of all, would steal from Hunter the one time he’d ever asked to do something by himself. The girls were proud of their brother for finally stepping up and they’d never rob him of that.

So with some final pats to Lockjaw the girls left and the male again Hunter took his cue from the other boys and sealed himself into a suit. It was actually kind of fun, he liked the sudden suction and evening of pressure. It was like being hugged everywhere at once and made him think of his mama briefly. He was, of course, a little scared. He didn’t cause trouble or sneak out or have adventures. But everyone else did and he really wanted to be like everyone else.

“I love you Lockjaw.”

Hunter, clad in his suit grinned at the dog and hugged as much of the area near his neck as he could before turning back to his friends. Hunter wasn’t afraid in the least to have emotions or to show them, even if he was no good at talking about them.

“Yeah, let’s go. Guards aren’t gonna be good if they catch us. Plus I think they don’t like mutants. One guy kept making a face whenever any of us talked before. I hope they aren’t like the pure people. I don’t wanna get shot at again.”
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Thermomagnetism
I'm a kid!
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Student: Non-Com
Nate was no stranger to teleportation. His Aunt Wanda, after all, had created the Wandavators that took him and his brothers and sisters to school in the blink of an eye. Thinking of his sisters, he hoped that Ellie wouldn't be too scared if she woke up and found him gone. He'd thought about bringing her along on this adventure, but she was much too little and would definitely get scared and tired. If he was a little older, he'd understand his baby sister's timidness, but right now, he was only nine, and while he was a very good boy as a rule, a kind one, he was still just young enough to sometimes be irritated by it. Uncle Scott had told him that when he and Nate's dad were young, little Alex had followed him around like a baby duck and wanted to do everything his big brother did. Nate thought that prolly wasn't much better.

Junior, older than Nate and prolly smarter, figured out the suits, and quickly everyone got in them. Nuya warned them of the approaching guards and Nate said, "C'mon, let's go. Everyone ready?"

He went to the door, an airlock sort of thing, and, because this was a crazy city on the moon, the door talked to them. "Warning: If Terrigenesis did not adapt you to external atmospheric conditions, please, take a moment to do final checks on your enviromental suit."

Nate looked back over his shoulder, "Lockjaw, if you can't go out, you better go back to Ahura, ok?"

Lockjaw whined and then, obediently (definitely a sign he was not a normal dog) he bamfed away.

"Ok, door," Nate said, "We're all ready."

"Opening Airlock," the door said, "Enjoy your day."

The door opened, and the group of naughty little boys tumbled out onto the lunar surface. At first, as they walked forward in the grey dusty landscape, there was no change. The Blue Area was kept at a mostly Earthlike gravity, but the farther they strayed from the dome, the more bouncy their steps, the slower they fell. Very soon, they were far from the safety of Attilan, and out into the wastelands of the empty empty moon.

But as they crested a nearby dune, they would suddenly find they were not alone and the moon was not entirely empty.

Sitting on a large rock was a man, an enormous man with an even more enormous head. He was dressed in a toga and cape combo, and he was at least sixteen feet tall. His glowing white eyes focused on the rogue group of intrepid young explorers, and he smiled.

These things were not the most unusual things about the man.

The most unusual part was that sitting on his knee was young Franklin Richards, looking like a doll, he was so small compared to the giant... and probably to no one's surprise, Franklin was not wearing a space suit, and didn't seem to be much bothered by it.

"Hi!" he chirped, waving his hand, "Hi, guys!"

"Frankie!" gasped Nate, "What are you... who is... how...."

Franklin stood up on the giant's knee and said, "You need to finish a question, Nate!" He cocked his head to the side and said, "You aren't scared, are you? Don't be. Come meet my friend. Mister Uatu."

"Uatu..." Nate frowned, "How... how do you know Mister Uatu..."

"From when I was big," Franklin said, with a shrug.

Nate looked at the others, as usual not understanding Franklin's games, but if Mister Uatu wasn't hurting the little boy, Nate sure wasn't going to be shown up by a six year old. He nodded to the others, and slowly approached.
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After they got suited up and Nate sent Lockjaw away, the airlock opened and they were off, out from under the protection of the dome. Nate took the lead and Max hung a few steps back, looking over his shoulder every now and then to see if they were being followed.

“Don’t wander off, Hunter,” Junior cautioned; he’d noticed that the youngest boy in their group had a tendency to act on impulse. He could easily see him sprinting off to look at something interesting and end up falling into a crevasse.

As they walked on, Junior started to hop instead of merely walk, the further they got from the dome. It was fun. For a moment he forgot the pressures of what they were doing, the unlawful excursion out of the city, and more importantly, forgot the pressures of his life, of being the Black King’s son and preparing for his future, whatever it would be, and enjoyed the moment. Playing. He jumped up and flew higher than a man’s head.

“Who can jump the highest?” he challenged and sprang. “Is this what it’s like to really fly?” he wondered. He already knew what his powers were (probably) going to be when he finally got them; it was too bad they weren’t going to be flying powers. Junior jumped again and this time did a flip at the top of his arc. This was way better than jumping on beds.

“Look,” Junior pointed during one leap over the crest of the next dune. “I think I saw something… weird.” It was weird. It was Franklin. And a creepy man.

They crested the dune. Franklin should’ve been safely sleeping with the others, not wandering off with strange beings, Junior thought but kept the thought to himself since it was a dumb thought; Frankie could possibly destroy Earth if he wanted to, so it wasn’t likely that anyone, even this stranger, could do anything to Frankie. If anything he ought to be concerned for the stranger, you didn’t want to get on Frankie’s bad side.

“We thought you were back with the others, sleeping.” When you spent any time around Frankie, you had to adjust your ideas of the possible and impossible. “Who’s your friend? Are you one of the Inhumans?” Dumb question, of course he was, what else would he be? “Is this your favorite spot to rest? Because we didn’t mean anything wrong by being here. Greg wanted to see the astronauts’ flag. That’s all. What do you do here? I mean,” he corrected himself, suddenly remembering the manners and pleasantries his father and the Hellfire Club taught him. “I’m Max Coleridge. That’s Nate Summers, and Nuya Rasputin, and Greg Russel, and Hunter Jensen,” he continued, pointing to the boys as he introduced them, and waited for the stranger. Franklin had already named him but Junior wanted to hear it from him and if he’d add anything else.

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