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On a sleep-in Saturday morning Charles turns his head on his pillow in order to stop the stream of drool left from a uneventful dream, roles over to stop his phone’s incessant beeping, reaches for said phone and promptly falls out of bed onto a very surprised Moira.
Moira was, when kept away from Sean and his pet shop of horrors, a very sweet cat. The problem resided in surprises: she was horrible when under stress. She took one look up at Charles’s increasingly close face and started clawing him before he hit the floor. Fortunately Charles had prepared his home medical kit for Sean’s monthly visit. He took care of his wounds and shuffled and yawned all the way to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. Only when he saw the time on the clock on the table while eating a scone did he remember he shouldn’t be up on 7:43 on a Saturday morning.
He took his time thought, because the call could have been one of five things: Raven calling him to either ask for money or pull him into a crazy scheme; Tony calling to talk about his research while on a sugar/drugs high or ask him out to breakfast; or Wesley, who always called for no reason at all.
In the end it turned out to be Tony, and Charles spent at least 40 minutes coaxing him to sleep, assuring him that the research would still be there when he woke up and begging him not to call Bruce or Hank, because god knows they needed all the rest they could get.
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Raven, Charles and Wesley met Tony, Pepper and Logan in kindergarten, and they had been inseparable since. When they met Hank and Bruce in middle school their group expanded. The group only further expanded after Bruce introduced them to Loki, who ended up bringing Thor. Since Xavier Café opened the group opened to ad Steve, Alex, Sean, Erik, Azazel, Emma, Janos, Scarlet and her boyfriend.
Group ‘meetings’ occur mostly when Sean, Wesley and Tony (and sometimes Alex) gang up on Charles, Bruce, Loki and Hank and they all wake up hangover at Charles’s apartment having passed the night yelling at each other about theories and hugging sloppily when someone said something among the lines of ‘You know what man, your my bro and I agree with you’. Unsurprisingly, Wesley, Alex and Sean always end up admitting defeat first. It turns out the most effective way to cancel out mediator Charles is to get him drunk, which can be done easily.
On one memorable occasion on the morning after Tony’s birthday, the whole group woke up on the floor of Tony’s kitchen covered in flour and broken eggs. Someone, presumably Sean, mumbled “where are my pants?”, this statement was followed by awkward silence that was broken by “oh, wait, still on me”, which lead into bursts of laughter. No one could remember what was done to celebrate Tony’s birthday, thought they were all sure it was just what he wanted.
Later, Erik, Azazel and Logan broke into Tony’s apartment to destroy any pictures. They found nothing, but unfortunately they forgot to check Tony’s secret cave were there were now pictures ranging from Alex and Sean shouting incomprehensive mumblings at strangers on the street on the way to Stark building wile leaning on each other to Erik and Wesley tugging at each of Charles’s arms in a tug of war with Tony wrapped around his leg.