Tristan shifted his head to one side, eyes opening wide as his honed ears twitched, picking up upon a powerful smashing sound as he slowly stirred a massive wooden spoon through a rather large soup pot, made of pure steel and boiling a light red hue on the bottom as it sat high above a stove, bubbling and boiling as it should.<br/><br/>He removed the spoon and hastily turned the heat off, sliding from the stove-top the large pot and turned to exit the room. As he followed the two elder X-Men, Rogue and Bobby, through the academy he whipped off the 'Kiss the Cook' apron he always wore when cooking, which was basically every single day, and tossed it onto a table beside him as he ran.<br/><br/>"What in the world!?" he spoke, a thick british accent shining through as he stopped suddenly, observing the goings on in the large dining room; It seemed like all hell had broken loose. "Joy, oh joy" he sighed gently as a teen a little older than himself removed from his person a sub-machine gun and began to spray some sort of mutant-enhanced bullets into the school.<br/><br/>"Oh hey to the no!!" he growled, slamming his hands onto the ground beneath, the ground rumbling wildly as he glared for the trespasser. Suddenly, from the ground sprouted dozens of large, spiked vines, thick enough to more than easily wrap up the teen if they did touched him. They raced for him from all sides, attempting to wrap him up, and pull him into the air so he would not be able to fire any further bullets.