Scott Summers

Scott walked next to you, his arms filled with a bunch of teddy bears of different colors that he won— not quite, the Carny that was attending the stand where the game was got scared after Scott destroyed the steel hoop with his eyes, damn optic blasts, to make it bigger and practically threw the plushies at Scott.
"That man was really nice to give us all these free bears" Scott joked with a smile spread on his face. The small bit of innocence in him was something that always touched you. As you laugh at it, he smiles even wider. he loved your laugh more than anything. but it almost hurt him deep down people would never accept mutants... i mean sure some are bad, but the X-Men saved people?