Nurse Kitty

By FairyDustCloud

Disclaimer: I do not own X-Men: Evolution.

Summary: Everyone in Bayville has the flu except for Kitty. She tries taking care of the X-Men but gets kicked out after she makes a mess out of everything. Now she's headed off to help the Brotherhood. Watch out, Brotherhood!

FairyDustCloud: Hi! Here's a new fanfic. Sorry that I haven't updated my other fanfics. I'll try to continue them soon. Enjoy!

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Chapter 1 Walking Disaster Kitty



"Whaa! Kitty, what are yah doing here?" Rogue exclaimed, buried beneath five blankets. Kitty was standing in front of Rogue with a steaming bowl of soup.

"I'm, like, here to make you feel better!" Kitty grinned. "It seems like everyone in Bayville has the flue except for me, so I decided that I should help out."

"Heh, Kitty, ah don't want yah help," groaned Rogue, yanking on a wisp of her auburn hair.[A/N: Sorry that I'm really bad at writing accents.]

"Here, drink some of my soup. I think I, like, finally got it right," smiled Kitty.

"What do yah mean -finally-?" asked Rogue, suspiciously.

"Well, like, um... Kurt's soup stuck to the bowl like glue, and Bobby's soup was way too cold even for him," said Kitty, sheepishly.

Rogue gulped.

"A-Ah'm not hungry," said Rogue, tightening her grip on her blankets.

"Don't be silly! Please try some," said Kitty. Rogue found it extremely difficult to avoid Kitty's big, hopeful eyes.

Rogue closed her eyes tightly and lifted her spoon from the bowl.

"Ahhh!" Rogue screamed, steam coming out of her ears.

"Oh my gosh! Are you okay, Rogue?" Kitty asked.

"Too spicy," gasped Rogue.

"Like, I'm so sorry. Here, I'll take away your bowl for you," said Kitty. Unfortunately, the bowl slipped out of Kitty's hands and dropped onto Rogue's shoulders.

"Ahhhh!" Rogue shouted.

"Eek! Like, I'm really sorry about that," said Kitty. "I'll clean that up for you."

"No, Kitty! Puhlease just leave me be," sighed Rogue. "Ah just want some rest."

"Great idea! I'll, like, fix your bed!" chirped Kitty. She snapped off the bed sheet... with Rogue still on it. Rogue slammed onto the floor.

"Get out, Kitty!" Rogue demanded. ~She's trying to kill me! I know it!~ Rogue thought to herself.

Kitty sighed and left the room.

"Now I can sleep in peace," sighed Rogue, adjusting her pillow.

*Bang* *Crash* *Boom*

"What now?" moaned Rogue, annoyed at the noise. She heard what seemed like Kitty and Scott's voice. After a few more crashes and bangs, Rogue heard a door slam shut.

~Scott probably yelled at Kitty. Ah'd better find out what Scott said to Kitty. She sounded pretty upset~ Rogue thought, as she slowly stepped out of her bed.

"Hey," said Rogue, opening Scott's bedroom door.

"Hi," said Scott, rubbing his temples.

"Ah was just wondering. What did yah say to Kitty before?" asked Rogue.

"I told her to go away and that she should leave the mansion for a while, so she couldn't cause any more trouble. You have no idea how much damage she caused," fumed Scott.

"Oh, ah know. Believe meh, ah know," said Rogue.

"Yeah, and so finally I suggested that she should go over to the Brotherhood and cause disasters there. The Brotherhood is going to have an unpleasant surprise," said Scott, grinning evilly.

"Yah sent Kitty to the Brotherhood?! Are yah crazy?! Ah thought yah said none of us should interact with them!" yelled Rogue.

"Oh, I guess I accidentally sent her to the enemies's territory," said Scott, finally realizing what he had just done. After a few more seconds, Scott's face became clearly marked with anger at his mistake and concern for Kitty's safety.

"Don't worry. Kitty's gonna be okay. The Brotherhood would never hurt her," assured Rogue. "But it's the Brotherhood I'm worried about. I have to warn them about Kitty."

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FairyDustCloud: I hope you liked my fanfic so far! I got this idea from a show. I don't remember what it was called, though. Please read and review. Also, I would appreciate it if nobody left flames. I do, however, accept constructive criticism.