It was hard becoming a stable family.

You came out of nowhere; made in some lab using their DNA, having the burden of both of their powers and most likely trauma that will never go away.

But they loved you, and that was all that matters.

You sat in Charles’ office, spinning around in a spinny chair as he taught a class. He occasionally looked up at you, smiling, although trying to focus on education.

You used your powers to throw the chalk out of his hands, and he huffed, and the class laughed.

“ How mature. “ He used his own powers to pick it back up, and began teaching again.

This was a normal day for you, just being in the same place as your father, no matter which one it was, Charles or Erik.

Charles came up to you once he dismissed his class, ruffling your hair and pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“ Really? You just had to pull that move while I was teaching? “

He rolled his eyes

“ You’re such a pain in the ass. “