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Beast (Hank McCoy) and Angel (Warren Worthington III) are fighting Orphan-Maker at an unknown facility where the orphan mutant children were held. Orphan-Maker lashes out at Beast and Angel because he wants the company of his Nanny. The only solution they find is to let her out of where they were keeping her. She sings a lullaby to calm him down, much to Hank and Warren’s shock. 

Nanny and Orphan-Maker are the X-Villains who are usually known for kidnapping mutant children and killing their parents from their misguided belief that they are “saving” them but they actually brainwash the kidnapped mutant children into their soldiers. Nanny acts as a surrogate mother to Orphan-Maker, who is really a young mutant boy wearing the armor. 

- Hellions #1, 2020 

(Note: Besides Electro, Nanny has been banned from Tumblr Tag Search too. So looking up for some villain characters with those names in Tumblr Tag Search is getting difficult.)

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“Alright, alright! That’s what I’m talking about!” Hank cheered to the guests of the wedding. “Now everyone, give it up for the maid of honour, Bombus Morner!”

“Thank you, Doctor McCoy,” Bombus said before she addressed everyone. She cleared her throat and lifted her glass. “A toast – to the groom!”

“To the groom,” everyone seemed to agree with her statement.

“To the bride! From your sister, who will always support you.” Bombus glanced in the couple’s direction and smiled.

Everyone echoed her statement once more.

“To your marriage, and the hope you give us all,” Bombus raised her glass and gave a joyous smile. “And may you always be satisfied.”

Rewind… Her mind screamed at her. And she was brought back to the night they met – the night that Mira fell in love.

“I remember that night… I just might regret that night for the rest of my days…” Bombus glanced about the party in her mind while some similar figures seemed to shout about something. “I remember those mutant boys tripping over themselves to win our praise…”

Everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves at the party – wine was being drunk, food was eaten, and everyone seemed to dance the night away. It made Bombus sick.

“I remember that dreamlike candlelight, it’s like a dream that you can’t quite place,” She glanced up and caught the eye of someone familiar to her. “But Charles, I’ll never forget the first time I saw your face…”

She sighed at the table she sat at. “I have never been the same. Intelligent eyes in a hunger-pang frame. And when you said “Hi”, I forgot my dang name,” Bombus blushed and hid her face behind a fan. “Set my heart aflame. Every part aflame. This is not a game.”

Bombus walked over to Charles who had a smirk plastered across his face.

“You strike me as a woman who has never been satisfied,” Charles said as he and Bombus talked.

Bombus turned her nose up and sighed. “I’m sure I don’t know what you mean. You forget yourself.”

Charles turned to her and confessed to her. “You’re quite like me: I’m never satisfied.”

“Is that right?” Bombus smirked in response.

“I’ve never been satisfied.”

Bombus curtseyed to Charles and grinned. “My name is Bombus Morner.”

Charles bowed regally, almost like a Prince. “Charles Francis Xavier.”

“Where’s your family from?” Bombus asked curiously.

“Unimportant, there’s a million things I haven’t done, but just you wait… Just you wait…”

Time seemed to pause, and Bombus was by herself. “So this is what it feels like to match wits with someone at your level. What the hell is the catch?” she asked nobody in particular. “It’s the feeling of freedom, of seeing’ the light. It’s Ben Franklin with a key and a kite! I do see it, right?”

She sighed. “The conversation lasted two minutes. Maybe three minutes. Everything we said was in total agreement. It’s a dream and it’s a bit of a dance. A bit of a posture, it’s a bit of a stance,” she smiled to herself like a love-sick puppy. “He’s a bit of a flirt, but I will give it a chance. I asked about his family, and what was his answer? His hands started fidgeting. He looked askance? He’s penniless, he’s flying by the seat of his pants.”

Bombus groaned and looked at him. “Handsome, boy does he know it. He’s got peach fuzz and he can’t even grow it,” she purred. “I wanna take him far away from this place, but then I turned and saw Mira’s face and she was-“

“Helpless…” Mira’s gaze fell on Charles. She was in love.

“And I know she is…”


“And I realised three fundamental truths at the exact same time…”

“Where are you taking me?” Charles asked in a confused tone.

“I’m about to change your life,” Bombus smiled and pulled him along.

“Then by all means, lead the way,” Charles rolled his eyes and chuckled.

Rule number one that Bombus realised: she is a young woman in a world in which her abilities would be extremely doubted. Her job, it seemed to most, was to marry rich and produce a son to inherit her father’s money. She was the eldest of her sisters, the smartest (it seemed) and gossip was horrendous in New York, and Charles wasn’t the kind of man to give her the status she needed in this world. That didn’t mean she didn’t care for him.

“Mira Morner. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Sir…” she curtseyed with a blush on her face.

“Morner?” Charles asked.

“My sister, Bombus explained as she stood by Mira’s side.

The second rule that Bombus learned was simple: she was a Morner, people would want her because of her name instead of who she was. Being with her would elevate Charles’s status. She would need to be an idiot to think of any other reason. That was why she introduced Mira to Charles, she became his wife.

“Nice going, Bombus…” she sighed. “Charles was right. You’ll never be satisfied.”

“Thank you for all of your work on mutant rights,” Mira smiled at Charles and wagged her tail.

“Well, if it takes me fighting for our rights for us to meet, it will have been worth it,” Charles confessed with a small grin on his lips.

“I’ll leave you to it,” Bombus walked off, finally releasing the tears that she hid.

The final truth she realised was that if she confessed to loving him, Mira would nod and let her have him. She would say that she was fine. She would be lying.

“But when I fantasise at night, it’s Charles’s eyes as I romanticise what might’ve been if I hadn’t sized him up so quickly,” she sighed. “At least my dear Mira’s his wife. At least I keep his eyes in my life.”

As soon as that thought ended, she was brought directly back to the wedding: still standing and giving her toast.

“Oh, right… Uh… To the groom! To the bride! From me, and may you always have each other.”

They did not hear the silent lines that graced her lips as she walked back to her seat.

“And I know she’ll be happy as his bride. And I know he will never be satisfied,” she quickly corrected herself. “No. I will never be satisfied.”

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The time when the original five X-Men pretended to be mutant bounty hunters.

As the anti-mutant hysteria spreads, the original five X-Men consisting of Cyclops (Scott Summers), Jean Grey, Iceman (Bobby Drake), Angel (Warren Worthington III) and Beast (Hank McCoy) dedicated themselves to continuing Xavier’s dream, with an odd twist: they masqueraded themselves as mutant hunters living in advanced headquarters, while secretly saving and training new mutants. 

In this case, they were called over to catch the fugitive mutant who is a young man named Rusty Collins. When they interact with the humans who called them up, Cyclops and others would show up in blue uniforms whereas in another scene, they show up in standard X-Uniforms when they subdue the young mutant with fire powers. Cyclops and his team managed to subdue Rusty Collins by knocking him out and wrapping him up in the asbestos blanket. After they gave the man a bill, they unwrapped Rusty and explained to him about their “mutant-hunting” masquerade and they are here to help him control his powers. 

- X-Factor v1 #1, 1986

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