disclaimer: Okay, I don't own Marvel, but I would like to someday!
Summery: An outdoor band contest has come to Bayville and the X-Men go to have a good time, but certain things keep popping up in their way...Please review!
Rock Your Blues Away!
It was a lovely Sunday afternoon. Or it would be for Logan, if he hadn't got assigned the toughest job: Babysitting.
Now, all the kids were good kids, they just tended to blow stuff up when they didn't get along. And since today was the day of Mud & Music, a big battle of the bands, there were bound to be lots of fires.
Once again, he reviewed the list of who was going. Scott and Jean would help to chapperone; Kitty, Rogue, and Kurt were all in it for the bands; and Bobby, Ray, Jubilee, Jamie, and Tabitha were just happy to tag along. This was also why he was driving a car full of hyper teens to his grave.
"This is going to be so totally awesome!" Kitty squealed. "I can't wait!"
"You've never even heard of half of these bands, Kitty." Ray stated.
"Still, It's going to be fun!" She shouted.
"Stop bouncing!" Bobby shouted. "You're going to tip the car over!"
"I am not going to tip the car over!"
"Are too!"
"Am not!"
"Are too!"
"Am not!"
"WILL YOU TWO KNOCK IT OFF?" Logan shouted. Pretty much all of the recruits shut up about then. "Thank you. Now, I hear one more peep out of any of you and I turn this van around! Understood?"
"Yes, Mr. Logan." All of them said.
"Good." He replied. "Remember, not a peep!" Maybe this afternoon wasn't so bad after all.
In the other car, Scott and Jean were making eyes at each other while the other four passengers made gagging motions in the back.
"Can you believe those two?" Jubilee whispered.
"Disgusting, ain't it?" Rogue said.
"Very." Kurt said.
"I thought that all the sick stuff would end when they got together?" Jamie asked.
"This is just a side-effect of a disease called love." Rogue said. "It makes otherwise intelligent people act like idiots and the strongest of warriors little babies."
"Eeeww!" Jamie squirmed.
"Rogue!" Jean shouted.
"What?" Rogue said sweetly. "It is true. Do you want me to cloud is innocent mind with lies?"
"Nevermind!" Jean shouted. "Just carry on!"
"You were right!" Tabby snickered. "This is going to be fun!"
When they got to the concert, everyone camped out by the sound booth. Jean had brought a blanket and everyone else grabbed some chairs.
"So, whaddya think about this Mr. Logan?" Jamie asked.
"It's just nice." Logan said. "That's all I have to say about it."
"Oh, don't mind him!" Tabby smiled. "Come on! Let's go check out all the tents with the band's stuff!"
"Right behind you!" Bobby shouted as he, Jamie, and Jubilee followed Tabby over to the places where the bands had all their merchendice set up.
They certainly seem happy." Rogue said.
"Yep." Logan said.
"Oh no!" Kurt groaned.
"What?" Kitty asked.
"Them!" Kurt pointed over to where the Brotherhood, Pyro, and who we can safely assume to be Mystique in disguise, were walking around the grounds.
"How the hell did I get talked into this?" Mystique groaned. The boys were all running amock in various spots. Freddy had found the concessions and gotten Pietro and John sugar high. Pietro was trying to raid the booths and John was trying to score a date off of Wanda, which got Toad riled up and resulted in the fistfight she saw before her. Lance was...doing what he did best. Trying to impress Shadowcat. Wait. If Pryde is here, then that means...
"You!"
Busted. Is now a good time to pretend I'm not here?
"What are you doing here?" Kurt asked as he walked up. Apparently not.
"I'm entering the Publisher's Clearing House; What does it look like I'm doing?" I really didn't mean to bite his head off. Someday when you have driven for half an hour with three boys arguing over what goes into Spam, you'll see what I mean. Drat. he looks hurt now. "I'm sorry, but let's just say that this day has not gotten off to a good start."
"That still don't answer the question, Misty." Logan said. Did he just call me Misty? I thought Victor was the only one who did that? Oh, what the hell!
"Babysitting." I told him. He looked as if someone had just slapped him.
"Huh?" He said. Yes, I do love tourmenting the man. He's been trapped around the midget squad for too long; I'm doing him a favor.
"I think the more appropriate question is what you are doing here, Logan." Yes, I do know the man's name; I just choose not to use it most of the time. Being on a first- name basis with your former lover's mortal enemy isn't the brightest thing in the world to do on the battle field.
"That's not the point!" He shouts.
"That's what I thought." I said to him.
"Gah, this is embarrassing!" Rogue shouts. Okay, maybe I did go a bit too far, but this is just too much fun to stop now.
"Dear, someday you will figure out why adults do things that don't quite seem to make sense." She glares at me.
All right, so I'm not going to win "Mother of the Year" award. That's an understatement, no matter what my intentions are, the plan usually ends up with her either hurt or crying. She even pushed my statue off of a cliff, while her baby brother was watching! Apparntly she didn't pay that much attention when I explained the concept of murder to her. Never, ever, do something when the witness has any sort of blackmail on you. There, I am done with my mental rant. Scooter boy and Miss Perfect are now waiting for something. I'll just assume they asked me a question.
"Sure." I told them.
"I asked you why you would voulenteer for this?" One eye asked.
"Sorry. I thought you asked me if I was voulenteered for this. My mistake." I told him. I don't think that Red was very convinced.
"Logan!" Oh, lovely! The newbies are here! Actually, it's just Jubilee, but they're still annoying. "Did you see the Brotherhood boys running around here?"
"We need to stop them from trashing the place!" Jamie said. Isn't it so funny how naiive they are when they first start off on the team? Honestly, did they not hear the argument between me and the perfect couple? It's walking the thin line between cute and nauseating.
"Actually, this is them behaving, but if you want to try to stop them, go ahead!" The midget squad look at me like I just morphed an extra head. I wonder what they would do if I really did that...
"The woman has a point." Rogue said. "With them, this is good behavior and no, I will not try to stop Blob from raiding the food stands!"
Apparently she pays more attention than I give her credit for.
"Wait," Bobby starts, "how would you know?"
Can I get an eyeroll?
"Well, it's kind of complicated..." Kurt started. I love my son dearly, don't get me wrong, but I pray to God that that boy doesn't have to go on an undercover mission to save the world! He's really bad at the whole spy innuedo thing.
"Does this give you a hint?" I morph my eyes so that they can get a good idea of who they are talking to.
"You're Mystique!" Jubilee exclaims. Odd how they seem to become terrorfied whenever I show up somewhere. The only one who's not backing off is Bam-Bam. Now all I have to do is find Pebbles...
"Yes, dear. Do you really think that leaving those boys here unsupervised here was a good idea?" I ask them. They look at each other as if someone just asked them to come into the principal's office. Hmm. This gives me an idea...
"Listen, can't we just try to get along for one day?" Pryde asked. Count on her or my son to come up with an alternate solution.
"Yeah." Lance says. "If you try to make an effort, so will we."
I thought that Scooter-boy was about to fall to pieces with that statement. "We will." His girlfriend spoke up. Aww, he looks hurt.
"And we can also find some tape so you can put your jaw back in place, Summers." Wanda said.
All of the new kids seemed to find this entertaining, but we did too. 'We' being me, Kurt, and Kitty. The Brotherhood started it, so we won't count them. Still, I felt like someone was going to say something dumb...
"And maybe we can fix your makeup while we're at it!" Bingo! Icecube strikes again! Now, me being a sensible goth who just had a fellow goth viciously verbally assaulted, I did what made sense.
"One more crack like that and you'll be into that van, Drake!" I shouted after I grabbed his shirt collar. Gee, he looks really scared this time, but the others don't seem to like it. Well, except for the BoM. They just look shocked, except for Mystique. She seems to be enjoying it.
"And she won't be alone in it either!" Pyro said as he flicked his lighter. Why does that boy always have a lighter? Why do I bother to ask?
"Yeah, you pick on one of us, you get us all!" Toad sneered.
Let's analyze this rare occurrance. First, note the fact that Toad usually ain't the one starting the fights; he usually just follows along. Second, Toad almost never manages to make a face that doesn't look pathetic, stupid, or angry. If he does get a sneer going, watch out for whatever he is going to do to you this week. I lived in the same house with him for about three months, I oughta know what he's capeable of! Lastly, Toad is standing up for another person. Toad is a cowardly weakling; he never stands up for anything besides the right to hold the TV remote! The fact that he has found something worthy to stand up for is a wonder of nature!
"Since when do you side with the brotherhood?" Scott shouts at me. Honestly, does he think that I'm really afraid of him?
"I'm standing up for someone!" I yell at him. "Is it so hard to believe that I wouldn't stand up for her after what freezerburn for brains said?"
"What's so personal about that?" Bobby asked.
"It's an insult to all goths!" Wanda shouts, her hands starting to glow. Can you say Kentucky-fried Drake?
"Oh." Scott says. Sometimes I wonder why I ever went after him to begin with? It's so obvious that he's a total stick-up-my-rear type. But instead, my latest suitor is a theif who is sexy and Southern. Would be the perfect guy if he hadn't already made moves on almost every gal in New York. Damn.
"Just step out of the way and you won't get hurt." I say in a low voice. Gee, I think they look stunned. The rest of the group was smart enough to scatter, and there were some very painful screams to be heard; a sure sign of a painful punnishment. And they said that I was trouble. Where would they get an idea like that?
After Bobby ended up becomming one with a fence, the rest of the day went by with no problem. However, after the concert was over, everyone walked back out to where they had parked and things seemed to take a sharp left from there.
"How on earth did I manage to do this?" Jean groaned as Scott, once again, tried to open the door. Somehow, she had managed to lock her car in such a way that the remote wouldn't work, and neither would the key. This, naturally, left Rogue, Kurt, Tabby, and Jamie without a ride.
"So, do we all pile into the X-Van?" Bobby asked.
"No." Logan said. "That's illegal. Don't worry, kid, we'll come up with something.
"Need a lift, anyone?" Wanda said as she rolled down the car window.
"Maybe." Kurt said. "Someone locked us out!"
"It's not my fault!" Jean snapped.
"Is it your car?" Tabby asked.
"Yes." Jean answered.
"Then it's your fault!" Tabby said. Several other heads nodded.
"Why don't I take some of your students and whoever's left can watch the car?" Mystique asked. The boys had all managed to fit into Lance's jeep, so it was just her and Wanda.
"Fine." Logan sighed. "Stripes, Red, and Elf, go with Mystique. Firecracker, Time Bomb, Sparky, and the One-man Army come with me. The rest of you can figure out how to get into the car."
"Fair enough." Jubilee shrugged.
"Just as long as we get home." Jean groaned as she reluctantly climbed into the backseat.
Okay, this is going to be a relatively short fic about nothing, but it will be great once I get it finished! Gone crazy... don't expect me back anytime soon!