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Chapter 6- the Next Day
Jean Grey was surprised that Michelle hadn't met her in the kitchen last night. She had her suspicions when she saw Logan working out in the gym the next day. However she fought the impulse to intervene because Scott had made it abundantly clear that she was to stay out of Logan's business. Especially since Logan was conveniently avoiding riling her up.
"He's been a lot more relaxed lately," Scott said as he stopped her. "Leave him be…"
"That's not like him."
"How would you know?" Scott asked, a brown eyebrow lifting over the rims of his frames. "Drop it Jean. I know you're pissed at him, but this has got to stop. If you're going to successfully lead X Men Red, you need to put whatever it is behind you…"
"It's not that easy…"
"Maybe because you're making it hard," said Scott. "Look, I'm no idiot. But isn't it a blessing he's not riling you up anymore…"
"It makes me uneasy…"
"Is that because you want him to…"
"Scott you know that's not true!" Jean snapped.
"Just checking," Scott said. "I trust you, but do you trust you… I know you have a thing for him… and I can live with it, but not if you're going to play with fire. Let him alone…"
"Scott it's not what you…"
"Then what IS it? He's happy. Looks to me like he's found some other target for his sexual energies, and we both should welcome it."
"Its' the target that I'm worried for, and that's why I'm on edge," Jean said quickly.
"Oh," Scott said, not completely convinced. "Well if you're worried about Michelle… don't be. She's able to handle Mr. Sunshine far better than anyone else here…"
"Excuse me?"
"I know Wolverine's attracted to Polymer. I'm no dummy Jean. I've seen how they work together. He doesn’t' act the same ways around her like he does with any other girl I've seen him with…"
"And you're in the habit of watching him?"
"A team leader has to consider all possibilities. Take in all variables," Cyclops said. Jean sighed. Ever the strategist, even in personal life.
"But if he hurts her…"
"Jean, knock it off. Get over it. You and he were a flash in the pan. That's it… unless you WANT something else… cause if you do, don't bullshit me…"
"Scott please…"
"Let him be happy Jean. He's earned it. And if he does like her… she'll find out the hard way what he's like. And maybe he'll surprise us… and she'll break HIS heart…"
"She's been through a lot…"
"So has he. Maybe because they were both in Weapon X that gives them more of a reason to fall for each other. Maybe she's what that obnoxious ass needs to reign him in…"
"I hope so, for her sake…" said Jean. "But if he messes with her…"
"We'll deal with it," Scott said. "But not before. Stay out of it Jean. It's an order…"
"As my boyfriend or as my team leader?"
"Both," Scott said firmly. "Leave the runt alone."
Wolverine smirked as he heard the lovebirds argue. This was getting good. He loved riling Scott and Jean at the same time. Not that this was his primary intention for having kissed Michelle. Rather it was a nice fringe benefit.
She tasted and smelled so good. Far better than the dames he brought home for a quick lay to satiate his hunger. No, Michelle was the sort of woman he wanted to take his time winning for his own. More like the type that he'd like sharing his bed for more than just one night. Jean was a girl, Michelle was a woman.
"I know yer secret, darlin," he muttered to himself as he stretched and moved through his morning katas. He glanced towards the two-way mirror and knew that Michelle was behind it, sparring with Jubilee. From his senses he knew that Jubilee was getting trounced, but learning quickly.
He heard the "Kyai!" from Michelle as her foot flashed over Jubes' head. Jubilee's frustrated snort as Michelle barked at her to block. Then the slap of her hand against Michelle's punch as Jubilee blocked both hits.
"Very good!" Michelle laughed, clapping her hands. "You're getting it…"
"If you say wax on I'll paff you," Jubilee joked.
"I'm not Mister Miyagi, sis," Michelle returned. "For one thing I don't have that fake Japanese accent…"
"Duh I so totally know that's Hollywood. I used to live in So Cal, remember?" Jubilee joked back as he heard the rustle of cloth, and smelled the sweat drifting off both women's bodies. As he tuned in their conversation through the walls, he continued his passage through the forms of karate, than shifted to Aikido.
He frowned when he smelled Rogue nearby. What was going to happen? Especially when he saw her and Storm chatting. However their conversation was harmless enough, centering on how hot Colossus or Remy looked in a certain type of swimwear they'd seen the other day when everyone was swimming in the mansion's backyard pool.
"Sugah, ya gotta try the new sauna… just the thing for tired muscles…"
"I'm with you there…" Storm finished. They stooped to enter the women's gym, and Wolverine felt his muscles tense when he heard their response.
"Hi," Jubilee chirped. "Stormy, and Rogue…"
"Hello," Storm said pleasantly.
"Hello," Michelle answered, breathless. "Nice to see you. Sleep well?"
"Fine actually," Storm said. "Don't mind us… just passing through."
"Yeah," Rogue answered.
What was her problem, Wolverine grumbled. Couldn't she give it a rest with the cold bitch act? It was wearing thin. Worse yet, he felt his wrists flexing and his hackles raising the longer it continued.
Michelle could take care of herself, he convinced himself as she continued to talk to Jubilee. The teenager finished her lesson and walked out through the main hallway. Wolverine returned to the guise of his martial arts, picking up the wooden training sword and swinging it in ever-increasing arcs. The sharp exhalation of his breath made no sound. His ears picked up every nascent noise, including that of Michelle's own Kyai's and workout.
Another smell. Rogue. Wolverine's eyes narrowed. His hackles rose, and he found himself halfway to the barrier that separated the two workout rooms. He heard Michelle's kick, and the sweep of a pair of nunchakas whirling. Followed by a thump and a cry of surprise. Rogue's cry.
"Thought you could sneak up on me?" Michelle asked. Rogue gurgled at Michelle's hand on her throat, pinning her to the mat.
"Let me go!" Rogue gasped. "Ah was just seein' how good ya really were… ya didn't have to throttle me!"
"I shouldn't be strong enough to do that, should I?" Michelle asked as she let Rogue up off the mat. "You shouldn't sneak up on me… I could accidentally hurt you…"
'You hurt me, that's a laugh, sugah," Rogue snickered. "As if you could…"
"If you give me no reason to, there is no argument between us," Michelle said quietly. "I do not wish ill will between us… I wish to be friends…"
"Well ain't that pretty nice n' polite… why don't ah believe ya?" Rogue asked as she mocked her. "Ya think all ya have t' do is act all nice and soft soap us t' get our attention. Well it won't work on me… cause I see right through it."
"I do not know what you mean," Michelle said. "If there is a problem we should discuss it…"
"Stop messing with my head with those martial art manners…" Rogue cut her off. "Ah know what ya really are. Yer one of them Weapon X peoples… an yer just as dangerous and rotten as they come. Ah know what ya can really do. You've killed people…"
"So has Wolverine. So did Jean when she was in the program. What is your point…" Michelle said quietly. "I don't try to hide. I didn't like killing…"
"Does that make it all right then?" Rogue asked.
"Didn't you want to kill them for forcing you to do what they did?" asked Michelle.
"Shaddup, that's NOT the same. Ya can't compare yerself to me!" Rogue burst out. "Ahm not like you and I'll NEVER be!"
"Why are you so angry at me?" Michelle asked as Rogue threw herself forwards. Michelle flipped out of the way, and Rogue crashed into the wall. Wolverine growled.
"What on EARTH are you doing, Rogue?" Storm shouted.
"Teaching her a little lesson in manners… ahm so sick of her pretendin' to be all sweet and light and she's a killer… do ya have any idea of what she's done…"
"I know she was one of them," Storm said as she generated a wind to blow Rogue back. "So was Wolverine. Why are you being so bull headed?"
"Because… she ain't comin' clean… there's something she's hiding…"
"Rogue, that's enough!" Storm said. "I've tolerated your behavior but…"
["Storm do not concern yourself. This is between me and Rogue," said Michelle quietly. "We must work this out between us… since she has made it an issue…"
"Shut up," Rogue snapped. "Just don't say it. Ah seen the way yuh looked at Gambit. Ah've seen how he can't take his hands off yuh…"
"I have NO attraction to him whatsoever…" Michelle shook her head. "You have no cause for jealousy…"
"And ahm supposed to believe that? Why is it every time you're in the room, everyone thinks YOU'RE the best? You stuck up…"
"Rogue… I'm warning you," Storm said.
"Stay outta this!" Rogue yelled as she pushed Storm. There came a thump, and Wolverine bared his teeth. Before he could stop himself he rushed headlong towards the ladies locker room.
"Don't make me hurt you," Michelle said as she threw up a barrier. Wolverine smelled plastic and heard the shatter as Rogue punched through it. There came a gurgling sound as Rogue seized her around the neck.
"Let her GO!" Wolverine roared as he slashed through the walls. "NOW!"
"What in tarnation?" Rogue asked as she turned her head. Michelle coughed up blood because Rogue had shoved her into the wall. Raising her hands she brought them down sharply on the pressure points. It didn't phase Rogue much, but she turned to her quarry and Wolverine's claws popped out as they whistled close.
Rogue released Michelle, who slid bonelessly to the ground. "You stay outta this, runt!" she yelled. "This is between me an her…"
"Logan… stop her, she's gone crazy!" Storm gasped.
"Roro, you okay?" Logan asked.
"I'll be fine… just stop her," said Storm as she got up and limped over.
"Get outta here… and get someone to stop this!" Wolverine roared as he launched himself on rogue. "Before I hurt her!"
"Logan, back off!" Rogue snarled. "You don't know who she is…"
"I don't give a shit, Rogue… you leave her ALONE…" Wolverine snarled, his claws slashing and tagging just her costume. Rogue gasped, as they didn't break the skin.
"Ah know you proved yerself, but ah still don't trust you fully, an now yer siding with her!" said Rogue angrily as she grabbed Wolverine. He twisted out of her grasp and onto her back as she flew, and leapt clear. Rogue turned, and Wolverine landed before Michelle, his claws crossed before his face.
"Logan-san, don't…" Michelle gasped as she shook her head and saw Wolverine standing his ground.
A TK shield wrapped around Rogue. "Enough!" yelled Jean Grey, standing beside Scott, Alex, and Professor X.
"What is the meaning of this, Rogue! Wolverine… cease and desist!" Professor X's telepathic command boomed in their heads.
"You'd better have a good explanation for this, Logan," said Jean.
"Oh shut the hell up, Red… she started it," Logan growled "She attacked Michelle… was I supposed to just stand by an let her kill her?"
"Rogue, you have five minutes to explain yourself…" Professor X barked.
"Ah… she's…" Rogue stammered. "Ah can't explain WHY… she just… don't seem right! An…"
"Rogue, it's all right… we know you haven't yet assimilated the personality of Carol Danvers," said Professor X into her mind. I suggest you calm yourself and submit. You should have found us and told us you were having issues instead of acting out…"
"Ah cain't explain it…" Rogue stammered as she felt Jean lower her telekinetically to the ground. Michelle moaned, and Logan leaned over her, gently pulling her hair from her face.
"It's okay darlin, I won't let her hurt you," Logan whispered as he gathered her in his arms.
"Logan… is she…" Storm asked.
"She's still breathing, no thanks to you, Ms. Southern Comfort," Logan barked. "I dunno WHAT mad on you got against her, but I swear if you…"
"Logan you've made your point. She WILL be disciplined… but you didn't need to use your claws…" Scott said.
"Don't start with me Slim… or so help me…"
"Logan, ENOUGH," said Professor X. "Take her to the infirmary so Hank can look at her. I will speak to you and her later. Now I shall deal with Rogue…"
"Cherie, what's goin' on?" Remy asked as Jean lowered her TK barrier and he hugged her.
"Don't touch me," Rogue sniveled as she pushed him away. "Ah mean it! Nobody touch me!!"
"Enough Rogue, sleep," said the Professor as he touched his forehead and Rogue's eyes rolled into the back of her head. She crumpled into Gambit's waiting arms.
"Professor… what be wrong with da Cherie?" he asked, voice twisted with hurt.
"I don't know… but I suspect it has to do with some of the personalities she assimilated unwittingly when Weapon X was holding you in thrall," the Professor said as he narrowed his eyes and tried a preliminary psi scan.
"They did some kind of experiments," Jean said. "Where they had certain operatives touch her for different periods of time. But I don't know why she has such hatred for Michelle… unless she absorbed the powers and psyche of someone who hated her… a rival perhaps…"
"And that caused her to hate Michelle… too weird," said Scott. "What other nasty little surprises are going to pop outta the woodwork?"
"I don't know Scott… but this reminds us that we don’t ever truly put closure to something so easily. The true nature of Rogue's powers are still a mystery… and we must keep close watch on her… she is as unpredictable as Logan, or Michelle… and no less dangerous…"
"She no lab rat!" Remy yelled.
"I'm not saying that," said Professor X sharply. "Now carry her to my examination room if you wish to be helpful…"
"No… no…" Michelle moaned and thrashed. Her arms and legs flailed with surprising strength as it took Hank and Bobby together to hold her down.
"God she's strong… what the hell…" Bobby whispered.
"Let me through," Logan growled, as he pushed past them. "Stop treatin' her like an animal!"
"This is most peculiar… Her strength level is through the roof… adrenaline imposed… I just need to sedate her…"
A wild flash came and several small objects spun from her hand as Michelle broke free and glared at them with wild eyes. <"You aren't taking ME alive, gaijin,"> she hissed as she flailed out her hand and cracked it into Bobby's jaw.
"Holy shit," Bobby gasped. "Is she pissed!"
A shuriken whirled through the air and pinned Beast to the wall by his labcoat. There came a flash as Michelle flipped over and swung a translucent blade that formed in her right hand and another in her left. Cuts were starting to heal rapidly, and Hank drew in his breath as her katana and wakasashi swung and slashed through air.
"Oh shit," muttered Scott as he entered and saw Michelle advancing with a wild glazed look on her face, swinging wildly with the swords. "What is going on?"
"Scott, her minds there, but she's in a beserker rage… it's just like Logan's… she's not aware of what she's doing…"
"Weapon X strikes again," Scott muttered.
"Let me deal with her," Logan said as he pushed Scott away. "This is my chance…"
"Logan, don't hurt her…"
"I wont if I can help it," said Wolverine as he pushed past Jean and moved into the room. Beast gasped as throwing stars hurtled towards Wolverine.
"SNICKT!" echoed the scrape of metal on metal, and Logan crossed both claws before his face, fending off the rain of stars. He battered away the rest. However one stuck into his shoulder, and he hissed in pain.
"Son of a bitch," he muttered as Michelle struck first. That blade may be plastic but it sure could cut well enough! Streaks on his arms and legs bled cleanly. He swiped and blocked her sword with his adamantium claws, and twisted it out of her arms. However Michelle leapt over his shoulders and slammed her wrist into his back. She winced in pain as her bones cracked.
"Shit," Wolverine gasped. "Darlin, it's Logan… don't make me HURT you… you have to stop… fight it!"
<"You won't take me alive,"> she grunted in Japanese, her swords flashing out again. Wolverine disarmed the second blade. A sting from a whirling set of nunchakas winded him, as well as a sweep of her leg. He flipped over, easily avoiding it. They feigned and exchanged blows. There came another crack as Michelle's fist shot out and hit his ribcage. It knocked him over, but she cried sharply.
"Damn, she hurt her hand…" whispered Jean as she winced in pain. Michelle still fought on adrenaline. Logan launched himself and pinned her under his body, his claws retracting as he held her wrists down.
<"Stop it!"> he shouted. "Don't make me HURT you!"
~*Michelle… fight it… you're no longer an operative, ~* came the Professor's psi cast. ~*Open your mind…~*
"No… stay out…" she growled, writing in Wolverine's grasp as he continued to pin her. Even with a broken wrist she fought like a hellcat. Professor X gasped as he fought against a barrier erected from Weapon X training.
"No way," Logan gasped as he felt her bones in her hand reuniting. "She can't… she can't have…"
"Logan… what's wrong… don't hurt her…"
"No danger of that, Red," Wolverine barked. "She can take it…"
"That means…" Hank got out.
"She's got a healing factor? No way!" Scott shook his head. "But only Sabretooth and Wolverine…"
"They might not be the only ones Scott… they were experimenting on all of us… remember?" said Jean soberly.
<"Darlin you have to fight it… you're a woman… not an animal… fight it…"> Logan urged in Japanese. <"I know you have the strength. You can do it… hang onto yourself…">
"I…" she stammered, and blinked. Professor X reached deep, feeling the rush of images that staggered him. The pain, and the violence of Sabretooth as he threw her to the floor, and she reached for his face. The leering grin as Sabretooth lay alongside her, and tubes linked their bodies. Her scream of rage as he tried to violate her, break her…
"Good lord," he shook his head. All he could do was to clamp a barrier over the memories and lock them behind a series of psychic breakers. As he fought the battle inside he reached his hand out to the frightened girl hiding from the big bad wolf.
~*You must never know…~*
~*Your name isn't Michelle… trust me… there will be no secrets revealed that you are pledged to hide. It is an honorable reason you hide… and we will abide by it…~* came his psi cast before he slipped out of her mind.
Michelle's eyes closed and she slumped under Logan's body. He lifted himself off her and gently picked her up. He placed her into bed, and exhaled deeply. Jean felt her throat tighten, and realized what had happened. He wasn't trying to hurt her, rather protect her from herself.
"It's okay," he whispered, kissing her brow.
"Logan, you did it," said Scott. "But it was a little too close…"
"I don't understand, this isn't like the Michelle I knew…" Hank trailed off.
"No it ain't, dogbreath," Logan snapped. "An you know why…"
"I must run tests to find out… how can she have a healing factor?"
"How come yer blue?" Logan snorted. "You're a scientist, it ain't that difficult to plug in different genes. No more than giving me tin plated bones!"
"But why her, and not anyone else?"
"Cause…" Logan shrugged. "They didn't need a why. It was only because they had some stupid assed reason of their own…"
"Logan, she must rest. I suggest you let Hank do what he does best…"
"I don't wanna leave her alone," Logan said through clenched teeth.
"Logan you already helped her," Jean said as she touched his hand. He flinched as if she'd stung him.
"Back off Red, lemmie be," Logan said as he brushed her hand away and moved to sit near her bed.
"He can stay," said Hank. "Provided he doesn’t' get in the way…"
Jean's mouth and eyes were wide in disbelief. Taking her shoulders Cyclops guided her away. "C'mon Jean I know you're worried. But she's in good hands… I only hope this is the worst it's gonna get…"
"Yeah. But she's my friend… I should have…"
"Jean, stop it. You're her team leader, not God," said Scott. "No more than me… it's not your fault…"
"I'm responsible. I failed to see Rogue and her problem till it blew up in my face…"
"You stopped it in time," said the Professor. "Now let's all leave… Logan can remain…"
As they exited, Hank began his examination, and slid a needle in to take a blood sample. Logan growled in his throat. "You'd better not…"
"Logan, she's my friend. Don't push me, or I'll throw you out myself," Hank growled.
"Sure dogbreath, whatever you say," Logan relented as he backed away and sat on the edge of a stool nearby.
"Will she be okay?" Jubilee asked Jean as she followed her around.
"Jubilee, not now," Jean muttered. "Look, I have a lot of work to do, and don't you have to be in class?"
"Fine, keep me outta the loop, whadda I care," Jubilee snorted, turning and stomping away. She walked past the rec room where she heard loud rock music blasting. It was that half techno stuff similar to Linkin Park. Peering inside she saw the plasma TV blaring with the video hits channel. Pool balls clacked together as Nightcrawler and Kitty Pryde teamed up with Colossus and Storm.
"My friends, we are nearly at an impasse," Nightcrawler laughed. Jubilee stuck her head inside.
"So what next, Kurt?" Kitty asked, as she handed Pyotr the stick. Kurt passed his to Storm, who leaned over to make her shot.
"Major dweeb alert," Jubilee muttered as she stalked in, and flounced on the sofa. That bright yellow coat she wore over her xmen uniform wasn't dress code but she didn't care.
"Is it three thirty already?" Storm asked as she glanced at her watch. "I'm supposed to report to practice…"
"How can you just play pool when one of our teammates is in the infirmary, jeez," Jubilee snapped.
"Hey, Jubilee," Kitty said. "Didn't they say she would be ok? I know you're close to her…"
"Little one…"
"Don't call me little, tiny," Jubilee grumbled up at Pyotr.
"Of course not," said Nightcrawler as he teleported behind Jubilee, startling her. "We're defeating these two at pool, and I could use another partner since Storm is otherwise committed…"
"Why don't you play along with them? Michelle won't get any better any faster with you moping around the place," Storm said.
"Fine, whatever, I'll play the stupid game," she grumbled as she stared at Kitty and Pyotr. "Besides, I hate makin' the elf upset."
"That's the spirit. Now, shall we consider it a draw and restart?" asked Kitty.
"I'll rack up," Jubilee offered. "Course you guys know pool, but you ever played nine ball?"
"Sorta," Kitty shrugged.
"Object's to shoot each ball into the pockets, in order from one to nine," Jubilee said as she grabbed the triangle and started plunking balls into it. She lifted the frame.
"Okay," Kitty said as she handed it to Kurt.
"Now… start with one, and go from there," Jubilee said as she plunked the white cue down, and then drew back her stick. It cracked into the cluster of balls, scattering them.
"I think we found you a new partner Kurt," Pyotr whispered. "Now if we could get her to play pool…"
"Oh we will," nightcrawler said. "Liebchen, if we play nineball, the winner perhaps will resume pool?"
"Deal," said Jubilee as she spit her hand and held it out. Nightcrawler grasped her hand, wrapping two fingers around and shaking firmly.
"Deal," he nodded. "Now… let us resume…"
"This might be a new game Jubes, but don't go easy on us," Kitty said with a challenge to the other teenager.
"I wouldn't have it any other way, Prydester," said Jubilee with a laugh. Storm left them to enjoy themselves as she rushed from the rec room. The Professor didn't like her being late to a private tutoring session. Even though he had his hands full with Rogue, he still had students to teach.
"What is this vid anyway?"
"Cat's Laughing," Kitty said. "My favorite band."
"You ever hear of Lila Cheny?" asked Jubilee.
"Who?"
"You gotta be kiddin me!" Jubilee laughed. "She's only the number one queen of the dance beat… you serious?"
"She's correct, Kitty," said Pyotr. "Here's her video on next…"
"What a coincidence," Kurt muttered with an amused chuckle. It was little more than a howl. He leaned over and made his shot easily; his feet gripping the edge of the pool table as he leaned forwards. They indulged him, knowing it was far more comfortable for him to perch on the edge rather than lean over it.
"Actually I prefer Dazzler and the Blares," said Pyotr. "They are the top act in Russia…"
"No foolin," Jubilee raised an eyebrow. "Nice shot fuzzy…"
"Danke schoen," he nodded. "Your turn?"
Jubilee took the cue from him, and rubbed her hands together. "Your boyfriend has some taste, Pryde…"
"He's not my…" Kitty flushed. "Hey, concentrate on the game, Firecracker!"
"Kitty an Pyotr sitting in a tree… k-I-s-s-I-n…" Jubilee joked.
"You are so dead," Kitty fumed. Pyotr gave an amused but smug grin. Teleporting behind Jubilee, Nightcrawler suddenly slid his fingers under her ribs.
"For that, you have a five minute penalty…" Kurt laughed as he started tickling her all over.
"Stop… not the TAIL!" Jubilee shrieked. "You are so dead…. You…."
"Say you're sorry and I'll stop, liebchen," Nightcrawler teased. "Say it…"
"Okay, okay! I'll leave ya alone!!! YIKES!!" Jubilee shrieked as Kurt continued to torment her and they fell in a heap laughing.
"I think you enjoyed that too much," Colossus smirked as Nightcrawler and Jubilee untangled themselves and Kitty snickered behind her hands.
"Forgive me, it was just too hard to resist…" Nightcrawler said as he extended his hand and helped Jubilee up. "You were so unhappy and well…"
"You got lucky this time, fuzzy," Jubilee panted, hiccuping. "But next time, all bets are off…"
"No hard feelings, Jubilee?" he asked.
"Heck no, especially when I can do THIS!" Jubilee laughed as she grabbed him from behind. Nightcrawler teleported and left her sneezing in a cloud of brimstone.
"You guys, the game!" Kitty laughed as Jubilee rushed after Nightcrawler. He teased her and teleported all around the room. And Jubilee rushed too and fro trying to grab him and wrestle him down.
"Very interesting," Pyotr said as he watched them wrestling.
"He's got a new friend, sure enough," said Kitty. "Too bad she's only a kid…"
"And you were that age when?" Pyotr teased.
"Oh gimmie a BREAK, not you too!" she groaned, elbowing him in t he ribs. "Shaddup mister!"
"Okay, who's having fun and forgot to invite me?" asked Bobby Drake as he walked by. "Guys…"
"Hey Drakester, gonna pelt someone with a snowball?" asked Jubilee as she got up with Nightcrawler's help.
"I might," he said, forming one and tossing it up and down.
"Don't you DARE!" Kitty gasped as he looked at her.
"Ohh, c'mon…" he grinned. "Think FAST Pryde!"
"Please," she laughed as she phased, and the snowball shot through and hit Pyoter.
"Bobby you are going to pay for that," Pyotr said smoothly as he strode forwards.
"Uh oh, he's mad," Jubilee whispered.
"You aren't thinking of throwing that at me, are you, snowflake?" asked Colossus.
"Oh who me? I was saving it for JUBILEE!"
"You jerk!" she cried. Nightcrawler grabbed her waist and she yelped as she was suddenly one place and then another.
"That's cheating!" Bobby protested. "HEY!"
"Ugh I'm gonna hurl," Jubilee gasped as she reeled and caught Nightcrawler's waist.
"My apologies…. I had forgotten the side effects of passengers…" Kurt apologized, and then felt something wet slam into the back of his head. "Ach!"
"Drake, if I wasn't about to puke, you'd be…" Jubilee gasped.
"Think fast!" Kitty laughed as she shot out of the floor and dumped a cup of ice down Bobbie's shirt.
"Nice Pryde… but you can't hide forever!" Bobby laughed as she phased through the wall. Nightcrawler helped lay Jubilee on the sofa and then teleported around to anticipate where Pryde would next phase.
"I think not," said Colossus as he dodged a snowball, and then caught the next. HE threw it back at Bobby, who ducked.
"Got you!" Kurt laughed as he grabbed Kitty and started to tickle her before she could phase.
"Oh no… Pete, help me… the Bamf's got me!" she laughed.
"The WHAT?" Jubilee asked, turning a shade of green.
"The… stop it Kurt… oh no, not THERE… Peter, hey stop…" Kitty gasped before Nightcrawler let her go and teleported away to appear near Jubilee.
"You all right, liebchen…"
"Um… no…" Jubilee gasped.
"Wait I'll get some water," Kitty said as she disappeared. Bobby rushed over and sat near Jubilee, grabbing a trashcan. She soon was reacquainted with her lunch as Drake guided her into the right place.
"You okay?" asked Bobby.
"Quick thinking," Colossus nodded.
"Years of practice… considering the parties my sister went to, and came home hungover… we used to keep a bucket around…"
"Not funny," said Kitty.
"It wasn't meant to be funny," said Bobby as Kitty handed Nightcrawler the glass of water, and helped dab Jubilee's face clean.
"Easy now, you okay?" asked Kitty.
"I feel sick. When's the room gonna stop spinning…"
"It's my fault," Kurt sighed. "I'm very sorry…"
"Don't worry about it, fuzzy, it was fun while it lasted," Jubilee chuckled weakly.
"Why don't you take her upstairs, Kitty," said Colossus. "Or shall I?"
"Better if you carry her, Peter, cause I don't have the hang of phasing more than one person yet," Kitty said. Peter picked her up gently and Kitty led the way to her room.
"Nice going, blue," Bobby rolled his eyes.
"IT was only a bit of fun," Nightcrawler protested.
"You know your porting makes people sick what were you thinking dude?" Bobby snapped.
"If I didn't know better, I would think you liked her," said Nightcrawler.
"Don’t' change the subject, you're dead meat," Bobby fumed as he threw a snowball at the blue furred mutant. Nightcrawler vanished and the snowball went sailing across the room before it hit another target just walking in.
"Did I miss something?" asked Alex as he walked in.
"Oopsie," Bobby groaned. "That wasn't meant for you, it was meant for that… Smurf with a tail…"
"Drake, drake, drake, when are you gonna learn not to pitch snowballs at a teleporter?" Alex asked. "Especially when you hit the wrong target and get a swirlie…"'
"You are NOT putting my head down the john, dude!" Bobby laughed as he rushed past Alex, and the two of them began to wrestle. Nightcrawler stood on the side of the wall and watched as Jean Grey and Lorna walked in, shaking their heads.
"Boys," they snorted, exchanging glances.
"Don't look at me," Nightcrawler laughed. "I didn't throw the first snowball…"
"Bobby, you KNOW you aren't supposed to do that in the house!" Jean said.
"Yes mommy!" Bobby mocked as Alex had him in a play sleeper hold.
"Guys, knock it off!" Lorna sighed. "When will you two stop beating on each other… I'm NOT impressed okay?"
"Shall we?" Jean winked.
"Yeah," Lorna laughed. Both boys were suddenly wrapped in TK and magnetic energies and pulled apart to float in midair. Kurt laughed as he saw both girls dealing out their own bit of mischief.
"Now are you two going to BEHAVE?" asked Jean.
"Or shall we take this outside… over the swimming pool?" asked Lorna with a wink.
"No way!" Alex yelped.
"We'll be good!" Bobby promised.
"I don't think they sound sincere do you, Jean?" asked Lorna.
"This is too good to miss," said Jean. "And they are so asking for it… Kurt open the door will you?"
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