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"Well, isn't my ability lame? The only power that I have is the ability to alter my own memories. What a useless ppwer." Aria looked quite upset when she introduced herself to Professor X. It had been a few months that she knew there were people with terrifying abilities, reading minds, shooting lasers out of their eyes, and even manipulating the weather. Have they even thought of how much energy it would take to do something like that?

"I mean, I guess it isn't completely useless. The only benefit so far is an improved memory."

Professor X had sensed Aria when she arrived in New York City for her business trip as a consultant. It can be said that her psychic abilities perfectly folded in on herself so that external manipulation was impossible, but under the eyes of a psychic like him, Aria's abilities were glaringly obvious, like a flame in the dark night. He spent a couple of days tracking down her company and arranged a meeting. After all, it was best to let mutants know they were mutants.

And so Aria was initiated into the wonderful and wacky world of weirdos. Beautiful.

"So, umm, well, that's about it. What next."

"Well, would you mind if I uploaded some information to your mind? You certainly can forgive an old man for not wanting to waste time, wouldn't you. Normally, it would be dangerous to stuff information into another person's head, but since we're both psychics, it shouldn't be too bad."

"Certainly, go ahead!"

...

Professor Xavier felt like his ability hit a solid lead wall. His psychic waves rebounded perfectly off of Aria and fed his video footage of his school right back at him.

"Professor, did you just do something?"

The introduction of his school now played back in his mind.

"Well, I tried to push my memories onto yours, but it seems your ability thinks that that was a psychic attack, and well, my ability rebounded."

"Oh, well, that's a perk. Still kinda useless."

"Well, remember, there is never a useless ability in the world. Just people who don't know how to use them. You probably can't imagine how much some would give up for a functional memory, let alone a perfect one."

"I'll think about it, well then, can you introduce the school verbally then?"

"Sure, no problem."

...

"And that's basically the gist of it, any questions?"

"Yeah, why did you try to do that memory thing again if you knew it didn't work?"

"D. Did I?" Aria noticed that the Professor was quite surprised. What a hypocrite, trying to read my mind and pretending he didn't. Well, better keep up the facade. Was that a look of terror on his face? What was there to be afraid of? What a strange man.

"Well, it was nice meeting you today. Oh yeah, you might wanna get those legs checked out for cancer, I don't think light purple looks normal on a person's calves."

"Thanks for the reminder. Have a great day."

The door swung shut behind Aria. Xavier was sweating beads. His hands started trembling, but no, it was impossible. I'm a psychic. I'm a psychic. The mind is my home. The mind is my home. I'm fine. I'm fine.

...

Xavier woke up refreshed. It was quite a while since he had such a good night's sleep. Turns out that Aria girl just had photographic memory, and his powers caught a false positive. Oh well, it's not like it was the last time he thought someone was a mutant, but it turns out they weren't.

"Gee, it gives false positives."

"What a lame ability."

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Submitted by 000000ooo0 on Tue, Jun 27, 2023 to /r/WritingPrompts/

The prompt

You've resisted meeting Professor X because your mutant power is so lame, it's embarrassing. But after your meeting he is sweating, and you could swear that just for a moment, he looked scared.