DoA/N: This is some weird event that would probably take place after my story 'I Can't Remember if I Love You'... I made up the second song and paraphrased the second from a comment someone made on a DeviantArt post. Enjoy! (Hope you like it) :D

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Jubilee was in a state of extreme bounciness. Her hyperactivity may have had something to do with the fact that she had consumed 30 pixie sticks, but it may have also had something to do with the fact that she had caught Jean-Paul Beaubier and Bobby Drake getting it on while sitting high in a tree. How they didn't fall down, she had no idea, but it was an event worth singing about (and teasing them forever about).

"JP and Bobby sittin' in a tree, doin' things they shouldn't be! It starts with an 'S', and ends with an 'X'-oh my God –it must be sex!" Jubilee sang at the top of her lungs as she skipped through the halls of the mansion.

Jean-Paul and Bobby wouldn't even know Jubilee had seen anything until they came inside to the sniggers of those who had heard her singing!

Life was good for everyone in the mansion. It was one of those rare periods where no psychopaths were attacking the institute, and no one had died.

"JP and Bobby, sittin' in a –oh, hello," Jubilee stopped as she went around a corner to find Jono and Remy jumping apart. A wide grin, fit for the Cheshire Cat spread across the Asian's face. "Well don't let me ruin your fun," Jubilee said, "Carry on," she waved them on and winked.

As they started to escape, Jubilee called after them: "Jono and Remy, standin' in the hall, doin' things against the wall! Starts with an 'S', and ends with an 'X' –OH MY GOD! –it must be SEX!" she watched them disappear down the next corridor before she whirled around to continue on her way.

"Hello Jubilation," Professor Xavier said pleasantly from where he and Hank were standing (and sitting). Hank fought back a grin from the look on Jubilee's face.

"Uh, h-hey, Prof," she stammered, blushing.

"You do have a lovely voice," Xavier said conversationally. His eyes twinkled with laughter.

"Well, you know, I was thinking we should have a choir," Jubilee said.

"Perhaps you should make up a song to advertise it," Hank suggested, grinning broadly.

"An excellent idea," Xavier declared, "Or maybe Jubilee could teach that new class we were discussing. She is old enough to instruct her own class."

"Uh, what class?" Jubilee said.

Hank and the Professor exchanged humored looks.

"Sexual Education," Hank told Jubilee.