Alright, here are some facts:
I posted this earlier with the name Summer Vacation. Let's say I really messed up when I posted it, So I'm trying to do it better this time.
Couplings involve Lancitty, Jott, a possible Todd/OC, Jubby and Romy which will probably be more pronounced later.
Notes:
This story is AU so I can do whatever I want. Muahahaha!
The characters' ages are: Xavier, Logan, Mystique, Sabertooth, Ororo, Magneto. Who cares? They're adults.
Lance, Scott and Jean, are eighteen.
Peter, Warren, Remy, Rogue, and Amara are seventeen.
John, Kitty, Kurt, Wanda, Pietro, Bobby, Ray, Roberto, Fred, Sam, Rahne, Tabitha and Amanda are sixteen.
Jubilee, Todd, X23 (who I am calling Renee), and Evan are fifteen.
Alex and Forge are fourteen(if I even include Alex).
And Jamie is thirteen.
If you want to give me some pointers, I would be very thankful.
Disclaimer: I don't own the X-Men, never have probably never will sigh. I also don't own Shrek 2 (darn!snaps fingers)
)X-Men(
The bell rang and a mob of students shoved their way out of Bayville high as quickly as they could. The Xavier students were no exception.
"Freedom!" Kurt yelled as he shoved the door open and inhaled deeply.
"Please, Kurt, don't hold yer emotions inside. Let people know how you feel. Do a little happy dance," Rogue commented with dry sarcasm.
"I don't think so. Remy is dancing enough for ze both of us," Kurt replied.
"He's what . . . ?" Rogue demanded spinning on her heel in time to see Remy dance happily. She swatted herself in the forehead and turned back around. Why did I turn around? Why? She asked herself.
"What's wrong, Chere? You not happy dat school's over fo de summer?" Remy asked, laying his head on Rogue's shoulder.
"Get off," Rogue grumbled, shoving at him.
Remy grinned. "Just tink, Chere. Wit school out you can look forward to a fun-filled summer wit me," he said facetiously.
Rogue groaned. "Ah 'tink' Ah have a headache," She muttered.
"Yeah. They call him Remy," Jubilee said, popping a piece of gum in her mouth.
"Pet-ite," Remy whined.
"What? It's the truth," Bobby said.
"You just sayin' dat to get on Juby's good side," Remy accused.
"Maybe." Bobby replied.
When the group got as far as the parking lot Pietro ran up to the group with a camera. "Wait-wait-wait-wait. Stand-right-there. I-want-a-picture-of-this," He said in an excited voice.
"What?" Kurt, Bobby, Remy, Rogue and Jubilee asked simultaneously.
"That!" Pietro said as a cascade of cold water hit the teens. He snapped half a dozen pictures and zoomed off.
The group turned around to find John and Todd holding an empty bucket.
"You're dead," Rogue said in a deadly whisper.
They dropped the bucket and ran.
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Later . . .
When all the students where back at the mansion(and in dry clothes) Xavier called them all to the rec-room.
"So. Like, what's up?" Kitty asked.
"We have received a gracious invitation to spend a couple of weeks at a school for the gifted in Alabama. I thought perhaps you would enjoy a change in scenery and wanted your opinions on the matter." Xavier replied.
"I think that's a really bad-" Logan said before being cut off.
"Road-trip!" Sam whooped.
"Is it an all girl school? Please tell me it's an all girl school," Ray said.
"Are we gonna have to share rooms?" Jamie asked.
"Is there a suitable training facility?" Renee asked.
"Is there a mall nearby?" Kitty and Jubilee asked simultaneously.
"Slow down. The only question I can answer for certain is that the school houses both male and female students. Now, do you want to go?" Xavier said in an exasperated voice.
Xavier, Logan, Ororo and Hank were nearly deafened by the students various ways of saying yes.
Logan got to his feet and headed toward the door.
"Where are you going?" Renee asked.
"Store. I'm gonna get some cigars, beer and aspirin." Logan grumbled. "I'm gonna need it." Then he retreated before he could receive Jubilee's that's-not-good-for-you speech.
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Two weeks later . . .
Logan found himself sitting in the drivers' seat of his truck with a cigar sticking out of the corner of his mouth. His fingers tapped the steering wheel impatiently. "C'mon," He growled. "How long does it take for four teenagers to pack?" Logan sat in the truck for what seemed like forever and finally Kitty and Jubilee showed up walking toward the truck.
"Where are Renee and Bobby?" Logan demanded. "And aren't you taking any clothes with you?" He said acknowledging their lack of luggage.
"They'll be here in a few minutes." Kitty said.
The clothes or the other kids? Logan asked himself.
Several minutes later Renee and a towering pile of luggage made their way toward the truck. Sticking out of the bottom of the pile of luggage was a pair of legs.
Just my luck.'Hey Professor, we can take my private jet.' Angel says. 'But there's only room for eleven passengers. Oh, I know. Scott and Logan can drive the others down.' What did I ever do to him? Logan asked himself.
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Meanwhile . . .
"Window seat!" Kurt and Remy yelled in unison as they ran toward Scott's car.
Great. I get stuck between those to bozos. Rogue thought as she put her bag in the trunk.
"Just what I always wanted to do. Go on a road-trip with LeBeau." Scott mumbled to Jean who was in the front passengers' seat.
"Be nice." Jean replied.
"If I have too." Scott muttered.
When everyone was seated Scott pulled out of the driveway and Kurt and Remy exchanged evil looks.
"Ahh, no," Rogue groaned but was drowned out by singing.
"Ninety-nine bottles of beer on the wall. Ninety-nine bottles of beer. Take one down and pass it around. Ninety-eight bottles of beer on the wall . . . "
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Half an hour later . . .
"One bottle of beer on the wall. One bottle of beer. Take it down and pass it around. No bottles of beer on the wall." Kurt and Remy finished.
"Finally." Scott said with a sigh.
There was a peaceful silence that lasted about twenty minutes.
"Are we dhere yet?" Remy asked breaking the silence.
"No," Scott said, whimpering.
"Are ve zhere yet?" Kurt asked after a second.
"No," Scott said, starting to get irritated.
"How 'bout now?" Remy asked.
"No," Scott growled.
"Or now?" Kurt asked.
"How about now?" Remy inquired.
"NO!" Scott yelled.
There was silence for a few minutes.
"Are ve zhere yet?" Kurt asked.
"Yeah, are we dhere yet?" Remy asked.
"No! Now don't make me pull this car over or you're not going to like it,"Scott snapped.
"I have to use ze little elves room," Kurt said squirming in his seat.
"Me too," Remy said. "Err, I mean I gotta use de bat'room."
"Well hold it. We're stuck in traffic," Scott snapped.
"But I gotta go now," Remy whined.
"I. SAID. HOLD. IT!" Scott yelled.
Once again there was a momentary silence.
"Are ve zhere yet? I can't hold it much longer," Kurt said.
"Yes,"Scott said as they finally reached a gas station.
As Kurt and Remy ran inside Scott dropped his head on the steering wheel. "I'm the father of three year-old twins," He said in a voice that sounded like he was on the edge of crying.
"Makes you have a new respect for Logan, huh?" Rogue asked.
"When did they become allies anyway?" Scott asked the steering wheel.
When the duo returned they were laden down with soft drinks, chips and candy.
"What the . . . ?" Scott asked.
"Supplies," Remy replied.
"Why does that frighten meh?" Rogue asked.
"Because it should," Scott muttered.
They left the gas station and about twenty minutes later Scott heard,
"Hey, Scott. I need to use the bathroom," from Jean.
Scott rolled his eyes. "Can't you hold it just a little while?" he begged.
"I guess so," Jean said, crossing her legs.
Scott got off at the next ramp and pulled into another gas station.
"Here you go," he said.
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And once again they were back on the road.
"Are we dhere yet?" Remy asked.
"No," Scott said in a voice that indicated that he was resigned to his fate.
"Are ve zhere yet?" Kurt asked.
"No," Scott said in a pleasant I'm-losing-my-mind-and-don't-really-care-anymore voice.
Remy started making an annoying popping sound with his lips.
"That's it. When we get home I'm using Shrek Two for target practice," Scott snapped irritably.
"Scott!" Jean gasped in a hurt voice.
"Ah can't believe you said that," Rogue muttered in disgust.
"What dhey said," Remy grumbled.
All eyes in the car locked on Scott and there were several moments of silence. Somehow the silences seemed to be worse than the noise.
"I'm sorry I lost my temper. I overreacted and I was wrong," Scott mumbled.
More silence.
"Are we dhere yet?" Remy asked.
"No," Scott said, a vein in his temple starting to throb.
"You know, I think zat he is starting to turn ze same shade of green as Shrek," Kurt said.
"Hey. Why don't we call Logan and find out where they are?" Jean said, pulling out her cell phone.
She dialed Logan's number and put the phone on speaker phone.
"What?" Logan's irritated voice snapped.
"WHAZZUP?" Kurt and Remy shouted at the phone.
In the background Jubilee and Bobby could be heard singing,
"Are we there yet? I'm hungry. Gotta use the potty, need to move my body . . ."
"Are you dying, lost, or have you been in a car wreck?" Logan asked the phone.
"No . . . " Jean said.
"Then I'm hanging up," Logan snapped and did so.
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So, what did you think? If you liked it please review:) If you hated it, please review:( If you don't really care, please review anyway because I would like to know that someone is reading, –K.T.
P.S. I was intending to do more Logan torture but decided that I was having fun torturing Scott (doesn't everyone?).