A peaceful night. Peaceful, yeah. As long as Rogue lived at the Institute, nothing would be peaceful.

She couldn't even drool over Scott without interuption. That stupid Cajun kept bothering her.

"What's so good 'bout One Eye over dere?" Remy asked.

She rolled her eyes and sighed when Jean came over there. They weren't officially a couple, so that's why Rogue needed to work fast. She'd ask him tomorrow to the movies then...then... Well, she'll think of that later on.

"Yoohoo? Rogue!" Remy said as he waved his hand in front of her face.

Rogue was snapped out of her thoughts. "Who's-it-whatz!"

"Y' dozed off afte' starin' at lover boy." Remy said with the faintest sense of jealousy.

She rolled her eyes and got up. She went to the kitchen and grabbed an apple. She heard Bobby come in. She dropped her apple by accident.

"Hey Rogue, do y-" He stopped. She didn't turn around.

"What?" She turned around and saw him frozen in midstep. The apple was in the middle of the air, about to fall to the ground.

She walked, warily to Bobby and poked him. He fell down. She cringed when a "THUD!" appeared. She was freaking out.

"Jean...If this is some prank...well, it ain't funny!" She yelled.

"It's not a prank, Anna." A voice came from behind.

She shreiked and went to punch the area where the voice had been. There was nothing there. She sighed with relief.

"Boo." Said the same voice from behind her.

"EEEEEEHHH!" Rogue cried. She turned around and she saw a woman in a hooded cloak, with the hood over her downward facing face.

"W-who are yah?" Rogue asked.

"I'm the girl who is gonna help ya out, Annie." She revealed her face to be a smirking girl of 15 (will be on the 13th!) with short aburn hair and light blond bangs.

"What's with tha cloak?" Rogue asked.

"Dramatic affect and it's chilly in here." She rubbed her arms for warmth.

"Yeah...But, um, how'd yah do that ta Bobby?"Rogue asked pointing to the frozen, on the floor, Bobby.

"Thanks to all mighty power of plot convinence!" The young girl bellowed. "Ahem...Now, do you understand why I'm here?"

Rogue shook her head no. "Ah have no idea why yer here..."

The girl smiled knowingly yet mischeviously at Rogue. "Well, y'see you're having some issues with, erm, your relationships and I'm here to set your head on straight." She said with a tap on Rogue's head.

Rogue just stared at her. "What?"

The strange girl let out a exasperated sigh. "Think of this as a Christmas Carol's thing, m'kay?"

And with a battle cry of "MIGHTY MORPHIN' POWER RANGERS! GO!" and a clap of her hands smoke filled the room and the world was renewed. A shocked Rogue stood still, an apple fell and bruised, Bobby woke up.

"What am I doing on the floor?" Rogue could hear Bobby ask.

"Gee, Ah don't...know, um, BYE!" She skattered upstairs.

XXXHOURS LATERXXX

Rogue tossed and turned in her bed. Her comfy, comfy soft, warm bed.

"Oh, Fiyero!" She mummbled into her pillow. She had the faintest smile on her lips. That is, until a bucket of cold, ice water splashed all over.

"AH! 1824!" Rogue yelled. She looked around and glared at the smirking wierd girl from earlier.

"Howdy." The girl greeted. She was sitting at the foot of Rogue's bed, criss-cross-apple-sauce style.

Rogue glared. "What are you doin' here!"

"I told ya it was like a Christmas Carol." Her smirked biggened.

"Yeah! But 2:15 in tha mornin'?" Rogue screamed. The girl seemed unfazed.

"Yep. So, ready?" The girl asked.

Rogue held up her hands. "Who tha heck are yah?"

She rolled her eyes. "My name is WC. My...friend, Tiffany, here is gonna help you."

A girl in bright pink and with blonde hair came through. She smiled an annoyingly perky smile. "Like, hi!"

WC rolled her eyes. "If you send her to a point to where she didn't learn anything and wants to commit suicide, Tiffany, I know where you live, how you live, and I will come and kill you!"

Tiffany gulped and soluted. "Ma'am, yes, ma'am!"

"Good. After this, if you do a good job, I might let you have one cookie and pick out the movie for movie night."

Tiffany's eyes lit up. "Yay!" She grabbed Rogue's arm, and screamed. "Pink sugar pluffs!"

And with a puff of pink sparkly smoke, they were gone.

Well, that's it. Tell me what you think. Review. Sorry for spell errors, my writing program doesn't have spellcheck or anything. Wish it did, though...Tiffany was the voice in my head and yes she really talks like that. I'm WC, incase yer wonderin'. Well, as tigger says "ttfn!"